Bo Yan's little expression was extremely fierce, and she grinned and showed two sharp little tiger teeth, "Why did you mention me?" ”

Jiang Cheng instantly turned her head into a daze, her face was soft, and her cheeks were puffed out angrily, like a little pufferfish.

It's completely different from the fight just now.

Little Spicy Chicken can't help but be a nymphomaniac: [This contrast is cute, I can !! 】

Jiang Cheng couldn't hear the shouts of the system, and he hadn't lost his sanity.

"Classmate, I think you're mistaken." He lifted his silver-rimmed glasses and said in a quiet tone, "This is my place." ”

"Oh...... So what? Bo Yan narrowed his eyes, not to be outdone: "It's mine now." ”

He put the textbook in his hand on the empty table next to him, and then put one hand on the windowsill, and his whole body was enveloped.

I saw the sun hitting his body, and this face became more and more clear.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and his voice was soothing: "You just want to sit with me?" ”

The thin smoke clutched her heart, and her breath stagnated.

Oh, what does that idiomatic description say?

It was as if my heart had skipped a beat.

That's right, that's what it feels like to have a myocardial infarction!

Her eyes blinked, and she said bluntly: "I don't just want you to sit with me. ”

Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows, "What else do you want?" ”

The thin black and white pupils looked straight at him, "Let's be blunt, I want to be buried with you!" ”

The male classmate in the front row of the two people directly squirted out all the water he had just drunk.

The eyes of the class converged here.

Who is this girl?

It's really a good batch.

Jiang Cheng was amused by her surprising brain circuit, he hooked his lips shallowly, and the pear vortex loomed.

"Why do you want to be buried together?"

"Because ......" Bo Yan looked around, there were many people around her who pricked up their ears to eavesdrop, the tips of her ears were red, but she still had to pretend to be calm: "How can there be so many whys, why do I want to be ashes with you?" ”

She can't be shy.

It's not cool to be shy.

She's going to be a calm boss.

Jiang Cheng bent down and whispered in her ear: "Then do you know...... Only husbands and wives can be buried together? ”

After speaking, he met her clear eyes and couldn't help but smile.

"Want to be husband and wife, huh?"

The tail notes rise, with a nonchalant laziness.

Thin Smoke stood up sharply, and she stiffened and walked to the side.

The expression still maintained a short period of composure, but the tips of the ears were already red and about to drip blood.

Jiang Cheng watched her give way to her seat, raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and he sat down just about to pack up his book.

"—Jiang regrets." The sound of thin smoke sounded again, and she had an extra baseball bat in her hand at some point.

She stood the baseball bat in front of his table and raised her chin at him.

"You know, hooligan boys are not cool."

After she finished speaking, she stretched out a finger and shook it, and her small appearance was wilted and wilted.

Jiang Cheng put down the book in his hand, and he looked at her with a smile: "Joint burial, you mentioned it." ”

Bo Yan raised the baseball bat: "I did it to beat you!" ”

He leaned back, and his tone was leisurely: "Classmate, En will take revenge, but it's not cool at all......"

Thin Smoke's movements froze.

"Shouldn't you be a cold scholar? Where did all this gossing come from? ”

Jiang Cheng smiled funny when he heard this, he turned his head and his eyes fell on her face.

"Who told you that I was cold?"

He raised his hand to hold the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his lips were slightly hooked.

"Besides...... The joint burial was proposed by you.

I will understand that you confessed to me in disguise.

Now you're going to hit me.

I can understand it as...... Is it angry after being exposed to the truth? ”