Ji Wannong's face was indifferent, and he skillfully turned the gel pen in his hand, and said lightly: "Oh, the sculpture is also beautiful." You, and every item in your house, nothing is unsightly, it's like a work of art. ”

The demeanor is generous and the attitude is extremely frank.

After speaking, her eyes were very naturally withdrawn, and she looked at the information with one hand on her cheek, as if she was starting to have a headache again.

Huo Yao stared at her for a few seconds, and then pulled the corners of his mouth meaninglessly: "This is also your home." ”

Ji Wannong: "Oh...... That's right, too. ”

Then the study fell silent.

No one spoke, but no one sounded the sound of work either.

Ji Wannong is also very sensitive to sight, she can clearly feel that Huo Yao's eyes are burning at her, although she is very uncomfortable, she is quite adaptable.

This kind of sight has been with her since she was a child.

Especially since the age of fifteen or sixteen, when she suddenly grows from a child to a big girl, this kind of vision is more and more obvious.

Some of the sights are quite restrained and subtle, but some of them are quite explicit and straightforward.

She had long been accustomed to being looked at by the people around her, either sneakily or staring at her directly.

It's impossible to get used to it, but gradually she gets used to it, and now she can automatically filter to most of her gaze, and normal appreciation and gaze will basically not affect her.

But Huo Yao's eyes, she couldn't filter them.

His vision was too deep and too dark, and she felt an indescribable panic.

Ji Wannong tried hard many times, wanting to ignore his sight and concentrate on his work, but failed.

I was flustered and gradually became irritable.

She didn't know why, she just felt very irritable, and it made her a little scared and afraid to face it.

It was as if her body had smelled some kind of danger signal, and her subconscious was reminding her to avoid and dodge.

Ji Wannong's speed of turning the pen became faster and faster, and with a snap, the gel pen spun around in her mouth, and then flew out.

The gel pen fell on the desk, and rolled forward a few more times, and when it was about to roll off the desk, a slender hand lazily held down the gel pen.

Huo Yao didn't take his eyes off the computer screen, and casually reached out and handed her the gel pen.

The desk was very long, and Ji Wannong had to lift her buttocks, lean out, and stick her upper body on the desk, reaching out to pick it up: "Thank you." ”

Just when she had already scratched the tip of her nose, Huo Yao suddenly withdrew her hand a little.

Ji Wannong: "? ”

Huo Yao propped his elbows on the desk, his fingers lazily pinched her gel pen, as if he suddenly thought of something, his tone was obviously much slower than usual, and he said recallously: "When you were in school, you liked to turn the pen. ”

Ji Wannong: "??? ”

How did Huo Yao know that she liked to turn the pen for a broken habit?

Is it Qingqing's little broken mouth again!

She still maintained the posture of her upper body against the desk with one hand extended, trying to stretch her neck and raise her head to look at him, which was really funny.

Huo Yao hooked the corners of her mouth shallowly, put the gel pen in her palm, and reminded in a light tone: "Don't turn the ink out again, not only splash yourself, but also accidentally injure the people next to you." ”

Ji Wannong held the gel pen, sat back slowly, and suddenly thought of something: "You saw it?!" ”

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows, flipped through a page of documents, and then looked at it for a while: "What do you mean?" ”

Ji Wannong: "............"

It was when she was in the library, because she couldn't grasp a question accurately, she held her cheek with one hand and turned the pen with the other to think, thinking and thinking, and her eyes unconsciously drifted to his direction and fell on him.

He sat diagonally in front of her, and whenever she looked up, she could see him.

He's so good-looking.

He just sat there and read, and it was as beautiful as a landscape painting.

Pleasing to the eye, that's probably it.

Not only her, but many girls in the library were secretly looking at him.

He didn't realize it, and it was possible that he had long been accustomed to these adoring eyes.

He was completely unaffected by these adoring gazes, and the tip of his pen never stopped for a second.

She just looked at him, and had long forgotten to get the question that she couldn't grasp.

Suddenly, the classmates sitting next to her shouted as if they were frightened.

In the quiet library, these sounds were so abrupt that everyone looked at them in unison.

Even Huo Yao was attracted by this sudden frightened sound, and looked back slowly.

It was she who turned the pen too hard, and the pen and ink squirted out.

The moment Huo Yao turned her head, she immediately lowered her head, and while saying sorry and apologizing to her classmates who were accidentally injured, she poked her head into the big canvas bag to find a napkin.

Li Tao, who was sitting next to her, and the classmate who was sitting opposite her, these two people were the most seriously injured by mistake, and the chest, arms, neck, and even the side of the face in the white T-shirt were all dark blue pen and ink.

She distributed napkins and wet wipes to her classmates, and took the initiative to ask for the contact information of her classmates, asking them to go back and give her the dirty clothes, she sent them to dry cleaning, washed them and returned them, if they couldn't be cleaned, she would buy a new piece of clothes for her classmates.

The classmates are all very good, and they all said that it doesn't matter, let her not care too much, just send it to dry cleaning, whether it is clean or not, it is like that, and there is no need to buy a new one for them.

It is undeniable that her classmates are very good, but at the same time, she also understands a truth, this world always has a lot of preferential treatment for good-looking people, and it always seems so gentle.

The same thing happened in the library just two days ago, but the reaction was very different.

The first two days were filled with dissatisfied complaints and whispered scolding from classmates.

And today, she, the one who did something wrong, was the one who was comforted by her classmates.

When she saved the contact information of all the classmates who had been splashed with pen and ink, and then raised her head, Huo Yao's position was already empty.

He's always been a quiet character.

Ji Wannong looked at him, opened her mouth slightly, and finally shook her head with a smile: "It's okay." ”

How could Huo Yao notice her.

And that was seven years ago, even if Huo Yao saw it at the time, he would definitely not remember this kind of trivial matter now.

Huo Yao: "I saw it. ”

Ji Wannong: "Huh?! ”

Huo Yao looked at her with a smile: "I said, I saw it, library, you turn your pen and throw out the pen and ink." That's why I'm reminding you, isn't it? ”

Ji Wannong was a little dumbfounded: "After so many years...... Such a trivial matter...... You'll remember. ”

It was a big surprise.

Huo Yao's eyes drooped, and his tone was a little unpredictable: "Impressed." ”

Ji Wannong couldn't control his facial expressions, the subway, the old man, and looked at his phone: "What is it?" ”