Ji Jiujiu raised his head and looked at him, his little expression extremely hard.

Fu Qi stared at her like a big man, standing lazily, with inky eyes and cold and angry emotions naturally dormant.

This is a subconsciously defensive posture.

This kind of emotion has been deeply engraved in his pupils since Ji Jiu saw him for the first time, and since then, no matter what his true emotions are, this cold defense seems to have taken root, always haunting him.

The boy's lip line was tight.

The sky had a slightly gloomy color, covering Ji Jiu's clean and clear eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and suddenly lost a little.

"Oh, don't look at it, let's go!"

The little girl's expression was fine and soft, and her lips were curled up by the tip of her tongue, moist and crystal crimson.

She suddenly hugged the young man's arm, and the fluffy little head suddenly came over and rubbed slightly.

The lips with beautiful color are slightly open, and the tone is soft and glutinous.

The young man's pitch-black pupils shrank violently, and his fingertips directly touched the little girl's white forehead, and his breathing was a little heavy.

"Don't hug me."

There was a clear warning in his voice.

The little girl sniffed, hugged the arm holding his arm tighter, and shook her little head softly, "Don't want it, just hug it." ”

She was very clingy, her body was like sticky 502, as soon as he pulled his hand out, Ji Jiujiu looked up at her, and then quickly hugged it again.

Ji Jiu:('▿')

Fu Qi lazily lowered his eyelids and snorted.

In the sight, the little girl was holding his arm very well-behaved, as if she was usually holding the carrot doll at home.

The coldness in his eyes shattered slightly.

Slightly stunned.

He didn't bother to break free, so he was simply held by her.

It wasn't until the school gate that the boy paused.

He stood in front of the door, narrowing his eyes as dark as ink, and raising his chin slightly.

The fingertips were slightly raised, and the little girl's soft hair was casually brushed.

The young man ripped off the collar of his school uniform and spoke, his tone lazy and indifferent.

He pushed the little girl's shoulder, "You go in first." ”

"Why," Ji Jiu didn't know why, and his white little face was lined with a sense of true confusion, "But you're going to be late." ”

Fu Qi licked the tip of his teeth disdainfully, "Lao Tzu is not afraid of being late." ”

Class 7 of the second year of high school, today's evening self-study is mathematics, and the grade director will teach it.

The head of the grade himself has an opinion about him.

A teenager has a stubbornness in his bones, and the burden of life has not completely eliminated his arrogance and stubbornness.

He didn't care about anything unusual, and he didn't care what the head of year thought of him.

It doesn't feel good to be treated like garbage.

Therefore, his indifference and anger are the best protective colors.

Fu Qi's reputation has been carried by wind and rain throughout Huayi Middle School, and it is really not much better, and the grade director did not come to find his fault much.

In addition to calling his parents to school at every turn.

Fu Qi felt annoyed, as long as it was the grade director's class in the future, he would simply run away to save himself from being irritable.

“…… Oh. ”

Stop.

There are some things that don't need to be said a second time.

The little girl was silent for two seconds, and this time she chose to follow him.

*

The two of them stepped into the class one after the other, Ji Jiu had just sat down, and before his ass was hot, the casual and cold teenager was lazily stepping on the bell, and in front of the grade director, he also shook a disdainful sneer.

Ji Jiu: "......"

He didn't come to listen to the lecture when he went back to class, he was willing to do it here, he already gave her a lot of face, the little girl looked back at him secretly, and quietly gave a thumbs up.

The young man's cold ruffian gaze glanced at the guy's small and simple eyes, like a clear stream flowing from the mountain stream, quiet, pure and innocent.

“……”

Relatively speechless, Fu Qi raised his eyebrows evilly.

The little girl hooked her lips and smiled cleanly.

The head of the grade stood on the podium, glanced at him casually, saw that he had been sleeping on the desk since he sat down, snorted coldly, and knocked his fingers on the podium table, "Okay, take out yesterday's test papers, and the two transfer students will come up and take the papers." ”

Ji Jiu was rummaging through something in the drawer, but she was caught off guard by cue, her paws hit the edge of the table in a little panic, and the little girl "hissed", and the milky white little paws were slightly red.

The head of grade tugged at the corners of her mouth and glanced at her with a little disdain.

Ye Zhinan lazily raised his face from the crook of his arm, his slender and beautiful fingertips casually stroked the broken hair around his ears, his eyes glanced calmly, his eyes were dark and slightly cold, he raised his hand and pressed Ji Jiu's shoulder.

"You sit."

The voice was hoarse as if he hadn't woken up.

Ji Jiu was inexplicably pressed down: "Huh? ”

But Ye Zhinan didn't say much, got up, and walked out directly from the wide gap between Ji Jiu's chair and the back table.

The girl's eyebrows were piercing, with a lazy silence that did not wake up, her body was thin and slender, and she walked over with steady steps and took the two test papers from the table.

The Head of Year turned around and wrote the board book on the blackboard.

Ye Zhinan glanced at it casually.

Then he spoke in a very impulsive tone.

"Teacher, do you use your family's accumulation and difference like this?"

If that child is put in an ordinary campus romance essay, he is a stupid and sweet character, and he looks like a bully bun, and even the teacher who came in through the back door dared to show her a face.

I didn't see Fu Qi come out to protect her.

Ye Zhinan hooked the corners of his lips mockingly.

If there is no one to support her, this guy will be bullied to death.

was sold, and it is estimated that he will have to give money to the number of people happily.

The girl didn't intend to stir up trouble, but she just had a temper at the moment, so she said it casually, and she didn't care too much about the reaction of the grade director, so she took the paper and went back to her seat.

Fingertips, against the corner of the roll.

Directly pressed on Ji Jiu's desktop.

The head of the grade was choked inexplicably, and he was still choked on the spot by a transfer student who had just woken up, and his hands moved, crossed his waist, and turned back.

The indifferent girl has returned to her position leisurely.

Raised his eyes wantonly.

Eyebrows raised.

Not at all afraid of making trouble.

"Hey, you student, what does it mean to respect teachers at every turn......

As soon as the words came out, they came to an abrupt end.

The grade director's unscrupulous posture towards Ye Zhinan, and the prepared tirade was swallowed immediately.

Gan.

This person, he is so familiar.

The school repeatedly ordered that this person was the only daughter of the Ye Group, and she had a family background, but she didn't come in through the back door.

The person came in after passing the entrance assessment exam.

His sister had warned him when she came in.

This person can't be provoked, and he can't be provoked, and he must not take the initiative to find her stubble.