Chapter 809: President, He's a Voice Transmitter! 26
He lifted his silver-rimmed glasses.
Then I felt that I didn't know if it was affected by my own action, Chu Ci's body slid down slightly, and there was no other movement.
Qiao Sirui raised his eyes and glanced to the side, and then the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook.
The two sat together, indeed relatively close, and could see Chu Ci's fair cheeks, as well as her closed eyes, her eyelashes were very long, like a small fan, from time to time because of the surrounding movement flickered slightly, the light above her head fell, and a small shadow fell under her eyes.
This little girl should have fallen asleep just now, but she slept with a pen propped up her chin, and there was a red round mark on her white and small chin, and if you looked closely, you could see the pattern of flower petals printed on it.
It happened to match the pen that Chu Ci was holding in his hand.
She was lying on her arm diagonally, her cheeks were squeezed to look fatter, her pink lips pursed slightly, and she didn't know anything about her surroundings.
This scene is really tickling to watch.
Qiao Sirui looked at it like this, his eyes were slightly dark, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and in an extremely ingenious posture, he came to Chu Ci's white and tender little face.
After glancing at the photos on the phone, he put the phone back in his pocket again.
Of course, after two days of getting along, the two spent almost a night together, and his mobile phone naturally had more than this inventory.
It's just that he prefers Chu Ci's voice, and yesterday was just the first time he met, just to listen to this voice that made him more comfortable, so he agreed to go out with Chu Ci.
So the rest of the phone is some brief conversations, and when he goes back in the evening, he can't continue to meet the requirements by listening to these voices, and it just so happens that Liang Jiuzhou also found the public class schedule for the freshman year of the foreign language department, so there is such a thing as coming here early this morning to block people.
However, after further contact, this little girl is indeed more likable than he imagined, he has always been sensitive to sound, friendly, and implicitly malicious, and he does not know what standard the voice he likes.
And there are many people with similar voices, but only Chu Ci's voice fascinates him, and from the perspective of getting along, liking a person's voice may be his appetite for this person.
Not only did they secretly record what the two said, but so many recordings, in the end, they were not satisfied, and they couldn't wait to come over the next day.
Qiao Sirui's silver wire glasses were slightly reflective, he supported his chin, looked at Chu Ci slightly sideways, and suddenly sighed in a low voice, "There are really few public classes in your freshman year. ”
The little girl was sleeping in a daze, naturally there was no way to respond to him, and when she heard the unusual movement on his side, she rubbed her cheek slightly on her arm, sighed in a low voice, adjusted a slightly more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
After class, Qiao Sirui didn't stay longer because there were courses and some other professional arrangements after that, so he left.
There are indeed few public courses in the foreign language department of Chu Ci, mainly professional courses in various majors.
In addition, the courses are numerous and tiring, so I really don't see Qiao Sirui a few times.