As soon as the words fell, the whistle man realized that something was wrong, and his eyes widened in horror.

In his eyes, it's not a big deal to mess with memorialism, but it's different when it comes to Lu Xingye!

"Brother Lu, you listen to my explanation, I didn't mean that......" The whistle man was about to cry, in fact, Lu Xingye had never done anything with the people in his class, but in Mu Ying's rumors, his horror was no less than that of the evil dragon who snatched the princess for evil in fairy tales.

Xiao Man: "You can't chat!" Shut up if you can't speak! How could Brother Lu be a man who misses him! Is our Brother Lu who is a wooden cherry tree stick this kind of person who will stick to the love of his children? ”

"No, no, no." The whistling man shook his head wildly and secretly aimed at Lu Xingye.

The handsome young man just lazily lifted his eyelids, glanced at him lightly, and didn't even say a word to him.

The whistling man seemed to have escaped, and he was so excited that he almost cried.

And Lu Xingye ...... The deep dark eyes fell on the memorial Xi.

She was still brushing up on questions, and when she encountered difficult problems, she habitually poked her cheek with a pen. A black press pen imprints a small dimple on fair skin.

Lu Xingye thought in a trance, her pear vortex wouldn't be poked out like this......

As if sensing his burning gaze, Memorials raised his head, blinked his light-colored deer eyes, and asked him, "What is the answer to the last question in mathematics?" ”

Intuition told her that Lu Xingye would definitely be.

Lu Xingye sat up straight and said arrogantly: "Why should I tell you? ”

"Hmm...... Shall I bring you a deluxe version of breakfast tomorrow? The glutinous and sweet voice suddenly sounded in my ears.

Lu Xingye snorted, said the number of the last big question, and briefly talked about the idea of solving the problem.

Hearing this, Memorial's eyes lit up, "The method you use is different from mine, can you explain it in detail......

Lu Xingye: Heh, you have to make inches, you let Lao Tzu speak, Lao Tzu will tell you?

Lu Xingye was unmoved.

The sleeve of his shirt was poked with a pen slightly, and his soft tone was almost like a coquettish tone in Lu Xingye's ears: "At the same table, just tell me......"

Teenager clean and clear Adam's apple slide. As if he was electrocuted, he had to retract his hand, fiercely, "If you have something to say, don't move your hands and feet!" ”

At the end, he added: "I can't even use my pen!" ”

How could she poke his arm with a pen that poked his face......

It's, it's so unreserved!

Memorial: "Oh...... I'm sorry. ”

Lu Xingye cleared his throat, and was about to wait for the memorial Xi to beg him for a few more words, but the girl's gaze was attracted by the figure outside the window.

The black uniform of Kizakura High School outlines the slender and thin figure of the teenager, the shirt button is tied to the top, the tie is meticulously tied, and the temperament is as cold as the snow in the Tianshan Mountains, cold and inviolable.

Remembrance opened the window and waved his little hand to greet the young man, "Yu Zhou!" ”

Lu Xingye's eyebrows were raised, uninhibited with a little ...... Subtle unpleasantness.

Snort, isn't this the fiancé No. 4 last time?