"Sweet?"

Zhang Xiaoyou sucked the sweet candy in his mouth and nodded: "Sweet." ”

For the sake of sugar, Zhang Xiaoyou reluctantly forgave him.

Seeing that the noon sun was about to shine here, Lin Chenyi stood up and threw the candy wrapper into the trash can on the side, and then took Zhang Xiaoyou's hand and walked towards the teaching building.

Came to her and his first year of junior high school.

Zhang Xiaoyou's classroom is in the first class, and his classroom is next door, that is, the second class.

The teaching building of Yuncheng No. 1 Middle School is divided into three grades, the first grade is on the first and second floors, and the second and third grades are on the third floor, the fourth floor, the fifth floor and the sixth floor respectively, and each class has 14 classes.

Zhang Xiaoyou walked to the door of his first year of junior high school, raised his hand to hold the doorknob, gently opened it, pushed it in, and walked in. Her car walked to the middle group lightly, stopped at the penultimate position, and Lin Chenyi also walked in and stood behind her.

Zhang Xiaoyou pulled out a chair and sat down, feeling himself again at that time. At that time, I ate in class, I read books, previewed, took notes, and did arithmetic, and occasionally when I had free time, I would take out the love novels that Lin Xiao lent her to read and read them to cultivate her sentiments.

Lin Chenyi walked slowly onto the podium, stood in the center, picked up an ink pen and pinned it to Zhang Xiaoyou behind him, and wrote on the reflective and clean whiteboard.

He wrote on it: Your boy, my girl.

Zhang Xiaoyou raised her head and looked at the sentence he wrote on the whiteboard, which she said when she confessed to her, but it changed a little, and what she said before was, "My girl, I've kept you waiting." And now it has become this sentence "your boy, my girl", which is even more feminine to show what she thinks and what she says to her, which is enough to show.

He put down the ink pen in his hand, walked down from the podium, and said in the tone of a teacher's questioning classmate, "Zhang Xiaoyou, please explain how to do this question on the blackboard?"

Zhang Xiaoyou chuckled softly, although she was not afraid at all when the teacher was called up to answer the question when she was studying in junior high school, she stood up and cooperated with him in the performance, and replied as a student: "Teacher, the difficulty of your question is too difficult, I can't." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she was about to sit down in her seat when she heard a small pop, Lin Chenyi was laughing at her.

Zhang Xiaoyou turned her head and glared at him, knowing that he did it on purpose, what kind of question is this, she has been doing Chinese questions for so many years, there is no such thing, it is still a love question.

"That's not how you usually answer questions, do you?"

Zhang Xiaoyou was provoked by him and glared at him, which made him honest.

Answering questions, he doesn't look at his own bullshit questions, and he has a special love question, and the ghost has to answer it.

Lin Chenyi stopped laughing, and immediately walked back to the podium pretending to ask the teacher, and cleared his throat, "This classmate can't do it, so the teacher and I will solve it for the students." ”

"It's an easy question, we just need to swap you and me."

Zhang Xiaoyou looked at the above sentence, listened to what he said, and changed you and me in his heart and read it silently: "My boy, your girl."

After reading it, I realized what was going on, okay, it turned out that he was begging for a trick and she let herself say this to him, right?

He finally understood.

This Xiaoyou stood up angrily and approached him directly on the podium, as she approached step by step, Lin Chenyi could only retreat to the whiteboard in the back, until his back hit the cold whiteboard in the back, and finally there was no way back.

With a "snap", Zhang Xiaoyou propped up one hand on the whiteboard, and successfully slammed him between her and the whiteboard.

Lin Chenyi's breath stagnated, and he met the girl's big and bright eyes.

Zhang Xiaoyou slightly raised his smooth chin, slowly approached his face, and said in a soft and domineering tone: "Don't forget, you are already my teenager." ”

Lin Chenyi smiled, and then when she was not paying attention, he reversed her, and the situation was reversed by him, and now it was his posture of knocking her on the wall.

Zhang Xiaoyou was fixed by him, she looked at him, and she still looked at him.

Lin Chenyi, who had been watched for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak: "How is it?" You alright? ”

Zhang Xiaoyou: What is the meaning of "......", right? Are you asking her if she's okay?

Zhang Xiaoyou didn't speak, Lin Chenyi didn't speak, and the silence in the classroom could even be heard when a needle fell.

After coming over for a while, Zhang Xiaoyou spoke up: "Aren't you tired like this?"

Lin Chenyi: "A little, but I don't feel very tired looking at you." ”

Zhang Xiaoyou: "......"

Zhang Xiaoyou stopped talking again, Lin Chenyi "tsk", and then said: "Why don't you give me some sweetness?" That way I won't get tired. ”

"What?"

Zhang Xiaoyou, who had just said a word, was suddenly blocked by a head lowering her lips.

Zhang Xiaoyou hadn't reacted yet, and the ban in her mind was like being pressed the pause button, she didn't struggle, so she let him kiss it, he kissed it very softly and lightly, as if he was afraid of breaking it.

After a few seconds, Lin Chenyi reluctantly left her lips, lifted his eyelids slightly, raised his head to look at the stunned girl in front of him, and he reached out to wipe off the remaining honey/juice from the corner of the girl's mouth.

He licked his lips: "It's quite sweet, sweeter than sugar." ”

Zhang Xiaoyou was completely stunned, she didn't know how she finished the campus, and then went out of school and returned to the car, she only knew that Lin Chenyi kissed her just now, and then she was still in a state of empty mind, vaguely remembering that after coming out of the classroom of the first year of junior high school, she went upstairs, went to the classroom of the second year of junior high school and the classroom of the third year of junior high school, but she didn't know how she got out of the school car.