Zhong Yue twisted his head as if to look in her direction, but he twisted back abruptly halfway, exposing his ears that were red to the point of seeing of her.

Looking at him, he is more like a yellow flower girl who has been forcibly kissed.

Jing Hao finally couldn't help laughing, pinched his earlobe, and sure enough, he felt a little hot temperature, "You fell so well that I was embarrassed to worry about being kissed by you again," she met the peach blossom eyes that turned around in annoyance, "How can anyone be handsome and laugh halfway?" ”

Zhong Yue's voice was a little gnashing of teeth, every word seemed to be bitten by him fiercely, and he couldn't wait to chew it directly and swallow it into his stomach, "I didn't laugh!" ”

"Well, you're not laughing," Jing Hao nodded in agreement with his words, "You just put on a farce and made me laugh." ”

Seeing that he was really going to be provoked into annoyance, Jing Hao stood up and stretched out his hand to him, "Get up and go back to class." ”

The hand was quickly held, Zhong Yue stood up according to her strength, used some force in his hand to prevent her from pulling her hand back, and after looking at her, he finally remembered the reason why he was out of control just now, and the anger aroused by the shame was even more surging, with an accusation that even he didn't find out.

"When you see me, you turn around and leave, where did I provoke you like this?"

Once or twice, the movement of turning around and leaving is so crisp and neat, as if he has always been dispensable.

Jing Hao looked back at the cigarette butt that had been abandoned in place because of the action just now, bent down and picked up the cigarette butt that was still burning, pinched it with disgust with only two fingers, and frowned, "I hate the smell of smoke, and I don't have that hobby to smoke second-hand smoke with you." ”

Zhong Yue stared at her two fingers pinching the cigarette butt, slender and white, perfect as if the snow had just fallen from the sky, and the golden cigarette holder was even more white and flawless.

The place she was holding was still held between his lips a few minutes ago.

The young man's Adam's apple moved up and down quickly, and Zhong Yue forced himself to look away from it, so as not to draw associations that he shouldn't have, and just heard her words, and the words he said were barely thought.

"I'll quit smoking right away," he stared at Jing Hao, his peach blossom eyes full of sincerity, "I won't let you smoke second-hand." ”

put on such a sincere and sincere attitude, thinking that he was going to make a confession.

Jing turned around and said "Hmm", and was about to go back, when the hand that was still being held was suddenly pulled back vigorously, and the excessive force was unguarded, and she turned around with her whole person.5./books/12/12521/

Dongtang continued.

Zhong Yue grabbed her shoulder with his other hand, completely eliminating the possibility of her turning around, "Be my girlfriend," his speed of speech became faster because of nervousness, as if not saying it quickly would be missing out on what he was longing for, "When I am my girlfriend, I can let you take care of all my things." ”

"I don't listen to others since I was a child, and I care more about whether I like it or not, but if you want, I want you to change my past, and from now on I will only listen to you alone, if you want me to quit smoking, I will quit smoking, if you don't want me to fight, I won't fight, as long as you promise me to be my girlfriend."

"I know you'll think I'm just an impulse, when this impulse has affected me for a long time, I want to take it as an impulse, but every time I see you, I can't help it, I smoked just now because I was irritated about you, and I didn't mean to, I deliberately wanted to kiss you, I just ......"

The more he spoke, the more illogical he became, the strong mood was blocked in his heart, the satisfied admiration was choked in his throat, but the words that came out of his mouth were all telling how much of a bastard and unserious he was, and he was simply constantly brushing negative marks for himself.

Zhong Yue stopped in frustration, let go of the hand that was clamping her arm and covered her forehead, sighed in frustration, and closed her eyes to be angry with herself.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what to say, you wait for me to make a draft first."

If he could deform, his current form would be a poor cat that had been drenched in a heavy rain, and he didn't know where to start if he wanted to lick it.

Jing Hao was amused by him again, "You dragged me to confess, and you still want me to wait for you to make a draft first?" As she said that, she couldn't help but really laugh, and her tone was full of ridicule, "Brother Zhong, don't be so unreasonable." ”

Zhong Yue raised his eyes and glanced at her, and the area around his eyes was slightly red, "Have you ever seen anyone who confessed smoothly for the first time, fluent as if they were excreting?!" ”

During the previous time, who was in a hurry to confess to her, which one didn't first type the draft in private, but when he said it, he still stumbled, and he still took the mess to try to increase his chances of success.

He didn't have anything on hand.

Zhong Yue sighed, more and more feeling that he had chosen the worst time on the spur of the moment, he groped in his pocket with his free hand, and handed over everything he could to her hands, which was nothing more than a box of cigarettes, a lighter, and a small note that was crumpled and soft.

Jing Hao looked down, and her first attention was on the small note that looked like a small tatte that should not appear in Zhong Yue's trouser pocket, she reached out and picked up the note, and asked Zhong Yue, who seemed to be still trying to think about the "draft", "What is this?" ”

Hell knows what it was, it wasn't a rough draft he had typed beforehand.

Zhong Yue, whose mind was full of drafts, only glanced away from it, but in the next second, he remembered the source of the note, and reached out to snatch it back.

However, Jing Hao had already finished reading the above things, and the source of this note also sounded from the corner of her memory, she looked at Zhong Yue in surprise, and felt that the impact she received today was really a bit big, "What are you doing with the note I gave you in your pants pocket?" ”

After seeing Zhong Yue's "silent" general problem-solving ability, she felt that her previous behavior of passing notes to help him solve the problem was a bit stupid, but Zhong Yue had never said anything about this matter, and she didn't mention it again, but she didn't expect to see complete physical evidence today.

It seems that it is often taken out and looked through.

"Who keeps it in their trouser pocket? I just forgot to take it out when I put it here before. Zhong Yue cursed in his heart as he spoke, thinking that he should really go to see the yellow calendar, whether everything is really going wrong today, and the things that make him embarrassed come one after another.

It's still in front of her.

Jing Hao focused his eyes on his school pants, the not very outstanding pants were supported by straight and slender legs, and he was slightly thin, but according to his reputation outside and the ruthlessness of beating people, it was estimated that he was also the type of skinny and fleshy undressing.5./books/12/12522/

Counterattack, sullen man!.

But what she wanted to ask now wasn't this, but—

"You haven't changed your pants since?"

It's not impossible that the note was inadvertently forgotten in the trouser pocket, but it has not experienced the fate of being forgotten and then being washed miserably, so the inseparable pants have not been washed?

Zhong Yue suddenly felt the urge to slap her on the back of the head, but in the end, he only reached out and pinched her cheek, and warned viciously, "Shut up, don't bother me to work on the draft." ”

The draft of the confession is threatening the person who wants to confess.

Jing Hao slapped away his squeezed hand, "Your draft has been working long enough," she rubbed her aching cheek, and felt the need to give him some basic knowledge, "And no one will justifiably ask for a draft when they confess, and they will do something to others." ”

Zhong Yue's eyes lit up, and he asked very humbly for advice, "How did others confess?" ”

Jing Hao opened his mouth and was about to speak, but instantly caught the corners of his mouth that were a little proud and a little expectant, and immediately guessed the intention of his question just now, and he actually blushed a little for a while. She simply broke away from the hand she was holding, and said in a stern tone, "Go back to class." ”

She took two quick steps before she heard the footsteps coming up from behind, Zhong Yue raised her hand and moved lightly between her hair, plucked a big red petal from her hair, smiled at her, and stuffed the cigarette case and lighter she had just stuffed back into her hand.

"No matter how bad I just said, what I said counts, and I'll leave it to you," he paused, "including me." ”

Jing Hao's clenched hand was suddenly blocked by the corners of the lighter, she let go, thinking of the words he asked Zhou Jian to "relay", in the end she still explained, "Xi Zaiyu is my uncle's son, he asked me for help yesterday, I didn't agree." ”

"I know," Zhong Yue walked side by side with her, without contact, but only a small slit remained, which was the distance between the still shy couples on campus, "I'm just a little jealous of his name." ”

Qin Se is in the palace, and it is good to be quiet.

One after the other, it was explained like that, which really made him jealous.

Jing Hao reacted for a while, and only then did he understand the meaning of his words, and replied a little sneeringly, "That's just grandpa's laziness when he chose the name." ”

Zhong Yue snorted coldly, and proposed the countermeasures he had come up with after being angry all morning, "If you have a son in the future, you will be called Mo Bu, Zhong Mo Bu, closer to you." ”

Jing Hao's feet slipped and almost fell on the stairs, and after standing firm, he turned back to look at Zhong Yue in disbelief, "Zhong Yue, you ......"

Do you need to be naïve enough to take advantage of this little bit of cheapness?

She suddenly felt that compared to today's Zhong Yue, who frequently surprised her, it was better to be the unruly Zhong Yue before.

Sure enough, men can be naïve no matter how old they are.

The bell rang for the end of class, and Jing Hao was about to turn the stairs into the classroom, but Zhong Yue, who was walking beside her, suddenly pulled her, lowered her head, and leaned into her ear intimately, "I almost forgot to tell you." ”

He swallowed, and a clear voice reached her ears.

"The next time you see me, turn around and leave, and I'll kiss you once."

A few steps away from the classroom resounded with the sound of the end of class, at any time someone would come out of the classroom to see them at the staircase in an intimate posture, Zhong Yue fixed the action she was about to dodge, and finished what she was about to say.

"I do what I say."