She accepted the concert tickets.

After all...... She grew so old that she hadn't been to a concert.

The lowest tickets for those concerts often cost hundreds of yuan, and of course she, an ordinary student party, can't afford it.

So, she very happily accepted Si Zichen's concert ticket.

She was afraid that she would forget, so when she got home, she drew a circle on the calendar with a marker.

But......

Jiang Chacha found that Si Zichen seemed to be too enthusiastic about her recently.

Whenever he came to class, he would come and feed her.

In those days, her table was full of all kinds of snacks he fed, including potato chips, candy, Oreo, Wahaha milk......

There is only what she can't think of, and there is nothing he doesn't feed.

When she finally came back from class, she found that her table was stuffed with all kinds of snacks, and there was no room left, so she walked up to him angrily.

"Si Zichen, what do you want to do?!"

In the days when Si Zichen didn't have to train to go to school, he was either playing games or ...... Read comic books.

Hearing this, he removed the comic book from the face.

He blinked.

"I want to commit a crime."

Ginger Tea Tea:?

"I want to see a good female student who is depraved because she can't resist the temptation of snacks." When he said this, he didn't even blink an eye.

Jiang Chacha couldn't bear it: "Get out." ”

She still didn't know why, Si Zichen's attitude towards her would change greatly.

In the days of his absence, without the "harassment" of this classmate, she felt that her ears were much cleaner.

And when he was there, even when he was in class, he would throw small paper balls at her from behind, wanting to interact and talk to her.

The first time she was thrown, she pretended not to notice it, and let the paper ball fall to her feet, and didn't pick it up.

Si Zichen glanced at her from behind.

Keep your head down.

I started my pen and kneaded a small ball of paper.

She was lightly hit on the head again.

Jiang Chacha clenched the pen and took a deep breath.

Don't get angry, don't get angry.

She endures!

She pretended not to notice it again, and continued to be a good student who was a teacher.

The third time he threw it on her head, she ignored him.

This made Si Zichen a little frustrated.

He lay on his desk, his head drooping, because he was sad, he didn't want to hear a word of what the teacher said.

He can't help but talk to her, and always likes to occupy a position in front of her after class, so noisy that she can't be quiet at all to organize her notes.

He is like a golden retriever who is very energetic every day, and he must find someone to play with him.

Seeing that she couldn't answer any matter how she teased her, Si Zichen also realized that he seemed to be a little annoyed with her.

Then he obediently returned to his seat, lying on his desk again.

It's like a puppy that wants to play with its owner, but finds that the owner is busy with work, so it obediently lies at her feet and waits for her puppy.

After discovering that she really didn't want to deal with him, Si Zichen rarely came to disturb her, and his emotional intelligence was still there.

He didn't feel sad for a long time when she ignored him, and he could still focus on doing what he wanted to do, and soon forgot all the sad things, and raised his eyebrows and smirked, looking heartless.

These days, seeing that she is still reluctant to deal with her as always, Si Zichen plays his own mobile game, and goes to the basketball court with his classmates to play after school, and is so unhappy.

Without his interruption, Jiang Chacha is much more comfortable learning.

After school that day, she was in no hurry to go home.

She is doing questions, and sometimes she is addicted to brushing questions, and that kind of addiction doesn't want to stop at all, and it's very addictive.

Just as she tried to proofread the answers, she noticed that she had a cramping pain in her stomach.

She stopped her pen and frowned.

She counted the days.

There is still some time before the arrival of the great aunt.

Probably not.

So she didn't pay attention to it and continued to brush the questions.

It was only after a while that the dampness of her panties became apparent that she realized that something was wrong.

The stomach is still cramping.

Jiang Chacha frowned, she would never have thought that her aunt would be so irregular this time and would come so quickly in advance!

And she didn't have an aunt's towel in her school bag.

She subconsciously looked at the classmates around her.

It's too late.

It's been almost half an hour since school ended, and there are now only two boys left in the classroom cleaning, and there are no female classmates at all.

When she was about to pick up her mobile phone, her stomach suddenly cut like a knife, and she bit her lip in pain, covered her stomach and bent down.

It hurt so much that she whispered an expletive.

"Damn."

It really hurts!

When she was so painful that she couldn't straighten her waist, Si Zichen, who walked in from outside the classroom at this time, passed by her with a lollipop in his mouth.

He had just gone to the bathroom to change into a white basketball jersey, and he picked up the basketball that was placed under the desk and held it in his arms.

He passed her again, but after a few steps he held the basketball in one hand and slouched back the way he came.

Then stopped in front of her.

"What's wrong with you?"

He saw her lying on the table, without raising her head, only a thick and beautiful curly hair.

Wearing long hair in summer will make people think that this girl looks hot.

When he spoke, she didn't even lift her head, she just lay there, only her shoulders moved slightly.

Si Zichen lowered the basketball in his armpit.

He thought about it, and then crouched down in front of her and looked at her.

He thought about it with his clumsy brain.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

I really don't want him to know about it, so she will use her mobile phone to contact them later.

Jiang Chacha endured the pain, and her voice weakened, "I'm fine." ”

Si Zichen didn't believe it.

He held the basketball in his arms instead, supported his chin with it, and blinked at her.

There is no intention of leaving.

I just used my mobile phone to contact An Liuli, who is still practicing dance at school.

The stomach was still hurting, and Jiang Cha Cha was going to pour a cup of hot water and drink it to see if it could relieve it.

There are water dispensers in the classrooms.

She thought that the amount just now should not be so bad as to wet her skirt.

When she got up from the chair, Si Zichen also got up and made way for her.

The second she got up and passed by him, Si Zichen saw the marks on her chair, and her black pupils suddenly shrank.

Then he stood there and watched quietly as she left.

Jiang Chacha took the hot water, drank it with a paper cup in both hands, and after standing up and walking around, the discomfort of the underwear became obvious.

She didn't feel good.

Not at ease, she left the classroom and went to the toilet to check it.

Half a minute later, she pushed open the door and walked out.

She didn't expect the amount to be so big this time, not only her underwear, but even her skirt was wet.

So......

At the thought of something, her pupils constricted and her head was about to grow, so she hurried back to the classroom with the pain of her stomach falling.

I ran too fast, and my breathing was quickening.

When Jiang Chacha ran to the door of the classroom, he stopped.

I saw that Si Zichen, who was supposed to go to the court with a basketball in his arms, did not leave, but stood next to her seat, found a few tissues in his hand, bent over, did not dislike it at all, and was seriously helping her wipe off the blood stains on the chair.

She froze.

After he finished wiping and checking it, he threw the tissue in the trash, and when he turned around, he found her.

Both froze, staring at each other for several seconds.

And his gaze was too clear and clean, causing her face to be hot and red.

Si Zichen felt that there was nothing, he was so heartless, and he wouldn't think too much about it, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Not embarrassing, but ......

I saw his eyebrows furrowed deeply, and then walked towards her without saying a word, she didn't react, and the young man wrapped her with a strong hormonal breath.

His mood was very fluctuating, and his voice was full of displeasure, "Why don't you tell me if you're uncomfortable?!" ”

He is in a good mood, and when he laughs, there is no aggression, like the sun in the sky, which shines on everyone's heart.

But when he was in a very bad mood, his eyes showed a depressed anger, which showed his dangerous side as a man, which made her feel shocked.

Jiang Cha Cha was frightened by his sudden temper.

Is he angry?

She blinked, the cramp in her stomach made her a little speechless, and her voice was dry, "I ......"

Before she could speak, she saw the young man in front of her with his back to her, half-squatting down, leaving her with a broad and sturdy back, and through the white basketball vest, she could vaguely peek into the muscle curve of the power underneath.

His large, warm hand reached out to her.

The voice reveals the domineering and toughness of a teenager.

"Come on, I'll carry you."

(End of chapter)