Chapter 12: Classes

It was against Jiang Yu's body that she couldn't struggle, and even more so if she didn't struggle.

Accustomed to having a cover on her chest, being stripped of her clothes by such a big slam almost made her scream.

If she did this, maybe she would have a mental problem in one more way, and Ning Xi held back for the sake of Jiang Yu's face.

But this man did not appreciate it.

Ning Xi clasped the words and went over, and the fork was gloomy: Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back!

When Jiang Yu saw the reply, his mind unnaturally retraced to the scene he had just been in the bathroom, he hurriedly stood up, suddenly collected his thoughts, and after calming down, he grabbed the towel on his shoulder and threw it into the washing machine.

Ning Xi waited for a long time, but Jiang Yu didn't reply.

Ning Xi didn't care anymore, got up and approached the floor-to-ceiling window, and once again went to look down at the prosperous scene from a high place, the buildings below seemed to be trampled under her feet and above the top, which made her sigh.

It is no wonder that the ancient emperors liked to stand at the top.

Ning Xi has studied psychology before, when the environment you are in will subtly change the desires in your heart, just like every time Jiang Yu sees such a scene of trampling the whole city under his feet, his mood and vision are more far-sighted than ordinary people.

Ning Xi turned left and right, and went to Jiang Yu's desk again.

There is his notebook on the table, Ning Xi opened it curiously, and in the blank space on the notebook, the pen wrote the word Jiang Yu vigorously.

Ning Xi sighed, maybe a good-looking person can also write well.

The last one she thought was good at writing was Brother Ziyu.

She tried to write Jiang Yu's name, but left two words next to his original name.

Ning Xi looked at the comparison, it was too bloody, compared with Jiang Yu, her words were like a primary school student, and she hurriedly caught up again.

She also wanted to see Jiang Yu's test results again, and there was a knock at the door.

"Young Master Jiang, it's time for dinner."

Ning Xi turned his head and shouted, "Got it, I'm here." ”

Aunt Chen, who wanted to turn around, couldn't help but be stunned, Ning Xi had already opened the door, and when she saw Aunt Chen who was still at the door, she staggered and was startled.

Aunt Chen raised her eyes to look at him, but did not speak, the old woman's eyes were very deep, and there was an illusion that Ning Xi was seen in the depths of her soul, Ning Xi hesitated and shouted: "Aunt Chen? ”

Aunt Chen slowly lowered her eyes and took a step back, "It's nothing, young master, let's go have dinner." ”

Ning Xi breathed a sigh of relief, didn't think much about it, and went to the table to eat, there were two dishes, one meat and one soup on the long shiny black table, but there was a pair of dishes and chopsticks on the table.

Aunt Chen stood beside her in a proper manner.

Ning Xi has never eaten alone, even if his parents are sometimes away, at least Ning Wang will be there.

She asked, "Aunt Chen, when are you going to eat?" ”

Aunt Chen looked at Jiang Yu quietly, "Young Master, I've already eaten." ”

Ning Xi was embarrassed, she originally wanted Aunt Chen to eat at the table together, but after she came back to her senses, she was glad that Aunt Chen said that she had eaten, otherwise her behavior would be unruly.

Ning Xi sat down alone, comforting himself in his heart, let's eat alone, at least Jiang Yu's body didn't have to be taboo, so he happily held the rice bowl and ate it.

Aunt Chen stood beside her with low eyebrows, and quietly glanced at the young master thoughtfully, her eyebrows were light and happy, and she looked at the dinner plate, a plate of fried meat with eggplant, the eggplant was peeled off, and the fried meat was picked away.

Aunt Chen calmly withdrew her eyes.

Ning Xi was full of food and drink, and Aunt Chen cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, "Young master, the chairman said that the young master will go to school tomorrow and someone will come to pick him up." ”

Ning Xi hiccuped in shock when she heard this, "So... Fast? ”

Aunt Chen nodded, didn't say anything to Ning Xi, and turned into the kitchen.

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Ning Xi pinched the last point to the school, and the doorman's grandfather snorted coldly: "Stinky boy, it's really lucky." Remember to be early next time! ”

Ning Xi smiled happily, but as soon as she entered, she was confused, where is Jiang Yu's class in this huge No. 1 Middle School?

At that time, almost all the people on the campus had already entered the classroom, and even the few remaining students who came in with their tails hurriedly entered, and asked Ning Xi to ask for directions without stopping at all.

Just as Ning Xi hesitated to ask the doorman's grandfather for directions, he shouted lightly and heavily.

"If you're late, sign and go in!"

The grandfather of the doorman at the back blocked a person.

Ning Xi turned around and looked over, and his eyes suddenly showed joy.

Xing Ziyu was wearing a blue and white coat and school uniform, half-hung down, picked up a black pen, and quickly wrote his name.

Xing Ziyu raised his eyes and saw Jiang Yu not far away, he was stunned for a moment, then quickly pressed it down, and walked towards the other side of the avenue without squinting.

Ning Xi originally wanted to say hello as a classmate, and her hand was about to be raised, but unexpectedly, Xing Ziyu didn't want to pay attention to her at all and left directly.

Ning Xi saw Xing Ziyu for the first time that he didn't care about himself, but after thinking about it, this was Jiang Yu's body, and his mood brightened again, suppressing the joy of reunion in his heart, he followed in three steps and two steps, keeping a distance of three meters, and following quietly behind, so that he could look at the back of his head and look at his broad shoulders.

If Xing Ziyu turned his head now, he would be able to see that someone's eyes were about to drip out gently.

Xing Ziyu himself could also sense that there was a person behind him, and that person was Jiang Yu, which inexplicably made him feel that Jiang Yu was still looking at him.

He didn't know why he had this idea, the two of them didn't communicate at all, and they didn't even want to turn their eyes together, so how could they look at themselves.

Xing Ziyu thought about it, the two of them were both going back to class, and it was understandable for Jiang Yu to take this road, so he tried not to think about the people behind him, and his steps under his feet also sped up a lot.

Ning Xi saw Xing Ziyu's steps speeding up, and she also kept up.

The two followed the competition to the classroom, the class was correcting the papers, after Xing Ziyu entered, he breathed a sigh of relief, found his place to sit down, pulled down the schoolbag and put it on the desk.

Xing Ziyu approached the same table: "Xing Ziyu, what's wrong with you, there is a ghost chasing you behind?" ”

As soon as Xing Ziyu wanted to answer, Jiang Yu appeared at the door.

There was a sudden commotion in the class.

"Jiang Yu is really back today."

"It's still so handsome, it's good that it's not disfigured."

"Excuse me, have you heard, Jiang Yu seems to have indirect amnesia."

"Wouldn't it? It doesn't look like it. ”

Ning Xi saw the students in the classroom biting their ears and talking about it, which made her feel too stressed!

She took a deep breath and glanced at the classroom, landing on the only empty seat in the window.

Ning Xi calmly walked in that direction under everyone's gaze.

The table was clean, and there were four books stacked on top of each other, along with a few volumes.

Ning Xi put his schoolbag behind his chair, but he didn't know what book to take.

A girl wearing glasses in front of her noticed that someone was poking behind her, and her back suddenly tensed slightly, and she turned her head with a trembling expression.

Ning Xi asked kindly: "Excuse me, what are you writing?" ”

The girl with glasses has chatted with Jiang Yu for only a handful in the past two years, and today is the first time that Jiang Yu has taken the initiative to ask questions.

"Today's class represents the math paper that has just been handed out, and we are remembering the wrong questions." She spoke quietly, and her eyes were a little evasive and shy.