chapter035 It's too naïve.

The bright light illuminated his complexion, Shen Jiaheng bent one leg, he didn't sit upright, his neckline was pulled a little low, and the exposed half of his collarbone line attracted reverie.

There was a rare positive look on his face, "Just remember, then I'll start asking questions." ”

"Just ask."

Zhou Yu accidentally fell to his side, Bi Chu pushed him over, changed positions, pulled out a chair and sat down lazily.

"Choose one of the two," Shen Jiaheng got straight to the point, dragging the chair to narrow the distance between Bi Chu and him, "Who do you choose between Sister Su Qi and my little table?" ”

Bi Chu's eyelids jumped, his thin chin was raised, he looked over, and said coldly, "Your question is very naïve. ”

"It's okay to be naïve." Shen Jiaheng chuckled, "Answer quickly." ”

Bi Chu narrowed his eyebrows, and his voice was lazy: "I choose not to answer." ”

"...... you?" Shen Jiaheng was so angry that he was almost speechless, is there such an option?

Bi Chu arranged his sleeves slowly and methodically, and spoke slowly: "You only said that you wanted to ask a question, but you didn't say that you must answer this question if you ask it." ”

Shen Jiaheng's eyes widened, and he felt that he was about to be angry: "You...... Really good at playing. ”

The other party only laughed: "Soldiers are not tired of cheating." ”

Forget it, Shen Jiaheng gave up completely, didn't struggle, and leaned directly on the back of the chair like a corpse, with his legs propped up at the bottom of the table. A few traces of light from the lamp in the store leaked between his fingers, he squinted his eyes, and after a few seconds, he suddenly straightened up like a corpse, and looked at Bi Chu for a moment, his eyes were straight and hooked.

Bi Chu almost choked on the soda he had just drunk, his fingertips calmly wiped the corners of his mouth, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"If you win, what questions would you ask me?"

Bi Chu was straightforward and very perfunctory: "I don't know." ”

He really didn't know. Although he thought that he might win Shen Jiaheng, this bet was proposed by Shen Jiaheng, how could he think about what to ask in advance. Moreover, Shen Jiaheng's desperate desire to win was beyond his expectations, and he was really tired in the end, and he couldn't stand the entanglement, so he simply let Shen Jiaheng win the game as he wished. At this point, it was even more unthinkable what question he was going to ask.

"Don't you have the slightest curiosity about me?"

His words, combined with that serious and almost affectionate look, produced a very strange effect.

Bi Chu's mouthful of water almost squirted out again, he coughed a few times, calmed his expression, and said calmly: "Honestly, I really don't have any curiosity about you." ”

"Must ask!" Shen Jiaheng's expression was obviously serious.

"Okay, then I'll probably ask, Shen Jiaheng-" Bi Chu glanced at him, and his tone was leisurely.

"Hmm."

"Have you eaten enough today?"

“…………”

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The day off passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was Monday again.

In the new week, the new atmosphere, after the "earnest teaching" of the head teacher in the morning reading class, everyone's desire to learn has obviously improved a lot, and the morning class is very serious.

During the big recess, Song Jiu went out to exercise his muscles and bones, and took a water cup to pour water in the boiling water room in the corridor. The reason why she can enter and exit so unhindered is because Shen Jiaheng has not come to the classroom yet. When the head teacher passed by him in the morning reading room, he deliberately took a few more looks, and stood on the side of the aisle for a while, which scared Song Jiu a lot.

Autumn in the south is still a bit cold, and Song Jiu put on an extra coat when he went out.

She yawned, put the lid on the cup filled with water, and as soon as she turned around, she bumped into someone.

Firm to the touch, with a warm scent. Bi Chu pinched her cup, so that the cup of hot water was not shaken to the ground. Song Jiu took a few steps back, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

Transparent water trickled down his bony fingers, and a few red marks slid across his fair complexion.

"Ah...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, are you okay? ”

Song Jiu took out a paper towel to wipe him clean, and put the water cup on the wall behind him.

"It's okay, it's not dead."

Sneering came from overhead, and the familiar electricity passed through the heart to the limbs.

Song Jiu: "............"

She paused suddenly, as if she had pressed the pause button, and then slowly raised her head, a naturally good face, even if it was the usual detached and cold look, people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Song Jiu was stunned, and secretly pinched his palms in annoyance, what are you doing with your mind, she is really dizzy.

Forget it, there's no time to be nymphomaniac. Classes should be coming soon.

Song Jiu took back the water cup and curled his eyes at him, "If it's okay, can you let me pass?" ”

The place where he is standing now is just in front of Song Jiu.

There was a faint emotion in his dark eyes, and his eyelashes were pressed down, and Bi Chu put one hand in his pocket and slowly approached Song Jiu.

Song Jiu took a few steps back, "What...... What's wrong? ”

His eyebrows moved slightly, the tip of his tongue over the roof of his mouth, and his other hand was stretched out directly against the railing of the hallway behind her.

The position was inexplicably ambiguous, and it looked as if he had covered her entirely.

In particular, there were a few students of the same grade walking by in the corridor, and their eyes were more or less gathered here, accompanied by some inaudible fragments.

The heartbeat was silently playing the stormy drums, Song Jiu turned his head over, and his white and delicate earlobes were glowing with pink. Bi Chu narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at it for a few seconds, and raised the tails of his eyes, "Why don't you look at me?" ”

Song Jiu: "............"

Song Jiu's eyelids jumped, and he secretly scolded himself, what kind of strange words is this? It's all because you're too good-looking, you know, you don't know if you're too good-looking, you can't talk casually? It's a blatant seduction! Seducing people!!

Seeing that the little girl's face was gradually changing, Bi Chu didn't tease her anymore, and pulled the corners of her mouth lightly, "What about homework?" ”

Song Jiu hadn't reacted yet, and was a little dazed: "Huh? ”

Bi Chu repeated: "My homework." ”

Song Jiu said "oh", scratched the corners of his eyes, and said, "I have already finished my homework, in the classroom, you wait for me here, and I will go back to get it." ”

Seeing Shen Jiaheng at the corner at the end of the corridor who seemed to have just come out, Song Jiu hesitated, but still took the initiative to say hello: "Morning, at the same table." ”

Although it was already the second class in the morning, Shen Jiaheng's eyelids were still drooping, and he looked extremely sleepy. One side carried an empty schoolbag on his shoulder, and his whole person was like this schoolbag, empty, only an empty shell, no soul.

Shen Jiaheng yawned lazily, his eyes were half-closed, his upper eyelids and lower eyelids fought, he raised his hand and said hello perfunctorily: "Morning." ”

Then they walked away, Song Jiu walked into the classroom and took out a few exercise books from the table. Just about to turn around and go out, I saw Shen Jiaheng lying on the table with his hands outstretched, his head buried, looking at this posture, there was a feeling that he would never be separated from his desk.

Song Jiu was silent for a few seconds, then looked at the back, the classmates at the back table were still in their positions, and it didn't seem good to step over their desks.

After thinking about it for a while, she finally reached out to Shen Jiaheng, who seemed to be unable to sleep.

Song Jiu stretched out a finger and poked his arm, but there was no response.

Song Jiu pushed his shoulder, "Shen Jiaheng, get up, I have something, really something." ”

Still no response. Even after Song Jiu pushed him out a little distance, he rebounded back very cooperatively, returning to his original position, like a tumbler.

Song Jiu: "......"

This is clearly teasing her.

She lifted her cuffs, found a textbook in his messy pile of "piles" on the table, and patted Shen Jiaheng on the back of the head.

As a result, the consequences were very serious.

Song Jiu didn't know at that time that her move was tantamount to plucking the feathers on the back of the tiger.

Shen Jiaheng was shocked to his feet almost instantly, and grabbed Song Jiu's wrist with one hand.

He should be in a state of extreme emotional instability, his eyelids drooped heavily, his eyes were so black that ink was dripping, his face was gloomy, his indifferent face was full of an indescribable anger, and his whole body exuded a terrible aura of "dare to wake me up and you will die".

It has nothing to do with his usual loose and frolicking state, as if he has completely switched people.

Song Jiu's heart chuckled. Suddenly, I remembered Shen Jiaheng's ruthless and hideous appearance during the fight, and my back felt very cold.

It's over, he's really angry, he's really angry, shouldn't he be going to hit someone, right?

The people around the big guy are really unprovoked, and none of them are good stubble.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Shen Jiaheng grabbed her tighter and tighter, as if she was going to break her wrist, Song Jiu was in pain: "You...... What are you doing? ”

Shen Jiaheng loosened his strength, pulled her over, glanced at her, and snorted in a low voice: "Little tablemate, don't you know that I am very angry when I get up?" ”

The corners of Song Jiu's eyes drooped slightly: "I know now." ”

"So what?"

After sobering up, those irritability seemed to be smoothed out for a while.

He licked his lips and lowered his eyelids to look at Song Jiu, who was frightened. I've become a lot better now.

Her exposed wrists were thin on the outside of her clothes, and her skin was like snow, and Shen Jiaheng's fingertips slid inadvertently on it.

Song Jiu was so shocked that he pulled out his hand all of a sudden, like a cat with fried hair, but he still endured the volume: "So when you wake up, let me go out quickly, I really have something." ”

Shen Jiaheng leaned back on the back of the chair lazily like an uncle, and his tone was very inadequate: "What's the matter?" More important than me sleeping. ”

Song Jiu has always thought that he has a good temper, but at this time, he really can't help it, he is impatient, but he can't help it, this person is also a person who can't be provoked. Her eyelashes were lowered, her chest heaving slightly, and it was obvious that she was too angry to do anything.

"It's none of your business."

"If you don't say it, I won't let it go." Shen Jiaheng turned sideways to him, propped up with one hand on the side of his head, and spoke in a slow tone.

"Shen Jiaheng, you are too naïve!"

Shen Jiaheng stiffened as he propped his head, and his face changed slightly.

Why does that sound so familiar?

He remembered that Bi Chu also said the same thing that night, and he said very coldly: "Your question is very naïve. ”

Shen Jiaheng: "............"

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[Shen Jiaheng: Okay, okay, I'm the most naïve, I'm only three and a half years old. 】