100 ways to be a scumbag boss

She sniffed, feeling lovelorn.

No, she has never been out of love, and she doesn’t know what it feels like to be out of love, but she is so sad!

The saddest thing this month, bar none, was that she had been peeling off the eggshells for a long time.

Ning Qinghe suddenly faced this pitiful and overly beautiful face, and the excitement in his heart instantly disappeared.

No one is immune to Jin Huan's beauty, especially men.

But Ning Qinghe was used to being indifferent. Even if he felt moved in his heart, he just curled his fingers and didn't know what to say.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

Fortunately, Su Hui arrived in time: "Huanhuan, I apologized to Teacher Jin."

Jin Huan focused on Su Hui and said in a delicate and soft voice, "My tea eggs fell to the ground."

"Yeah, next class, I'll buy it and peel it for you, okay?" It's too late for this class, and class will start soon.

Ning Qinghe frowned impatiently: "Su Hui, my position."

"Old Ning, seeing how stingy you are, just sit down for a moment, and I'll introduce you to Jinhuan, my girlfriend, please take more care of me."

"I'm not used to having deskmates." It's not convenient for him to sleep, and this table isn't even enough for him to sleep on.

"How many times have you come back in total? Bear with me. I'll put my ugly words ahead of you. My girlfriend, don't bully her, otherwise my brother won't have to do it."

"Yeah." Ning Qinghe walked around him and sat down in his seat.

Just as the school bell rang, Su Hui and Jin Huan waved their hands.

Before, she was sitting alone and couldn't put her things on Ning Qinghe's side, so she put them all on Ning Qinghe's side. Now she suddenly had a deskmate. Jinhuan was a little uncomfortable because she wanted to put the things hidden in Ning Qinghe's drawer. Move all the snacks over here...

Ning Qinghe came empty-handed and took nothing. He leaned on the back of the chair and looked helplessly at the little girl next to him.

When she looks at herself like this, it really makes people feel soft, and makes her feel pitiful, and she wishes she could give her everything.

But he didn’t drop that egg either...

"sorry."

Ning Qinghe said these three words to someone for the first time this year.

Jin Huan is not an unreasonable person. Everyone apologized, and she was not sure. She put her sadness away and looked at him: "It doesn't matter. Can I leave my snacks with you? I There’s no room for it here.”

Her voice is also sweet and soft. How did she grow up so cute? How cute?

Ning Qinghe nodded: "Okay."

He didn't bring anything with him anyway.

As soon as class started, he lay down on the table, ignored anyone, and prepared to sleep.

But not long after he slept, he heard the sound of "creak" and "creak" coming from next to him.

Frowning, he opened one eye and saw his deskmate lowering his head and secretly stuffing a piece of Nanjing salted duck into his mouth.

Seeing herself looking at her, she actually covered her mouth with her hands and chewed very fast, thinking that he wouldn't be able to see her. Then she sat down on the floor as if nothing had happened, staring at the blackboard, with her hands still in her desk pockets, and he just looked at her. Picking at the snack bag with one hand.

Ning Qinghe thinks this girl is really interesting.

After knowing that there was a foodie sitting next to him eating, he planned to stop paying attention there and have a good sleep. He was very tired these days.

Suddenly his arm was poked.

He looked sideways at her.

"My deskmate, do you want to eat?" She had bright eyes and was very beautiful. She was holding a spicy stick in her hand, her pink nails were stained with sweet spicy oil, and she spoke in a low voice.

"No, thank you."

Jinhuan pursed her lower lip. She didn't want to share it with Ning Qinghe, but he saw her eating something secretly. If she didn't turn him into an accomplice, she wouldn't be able to enjoy the meal.

It just so happened that he was lying on the table now, so the teacher shouldn't be able to see him. She had a slight smirk on her lips, and then stuffed this small spicy stick into his mouth.

Afraid that he would spit it out, she gently pressed his tongue.

Ning Qinghe was forced to hold her fingertips in his mouth, his face instantly flushed, and his mind went blank.