100 ways to be a scumbag boss

When she took her finger away, Ning Qinghe's heart was still beating wildly. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and suppress his heart.

"You, a girl can't do this." He thought he would be angry, but when she looked at him with innocent eyes, Ning Qinghe couldn't be angry with her anymore.

He took out a piece of paper and wiped his fingers.

Ning Qinghe felt hot all over his body.

It's his, his... Yeah! So annoying!

Jin Huan was stuffed with spicy strips. He was now an accomplice, so the attention was no longer on him. He continued to stare at the blackboard and sneakily eat snacks.

Ning Qinghe lay on the table again, his ears extremely red.

Jinhuan loves to play backgammon recently, the kind she plays in the composition book. She didn’t have a deskmate before, so she would always play with the deskmate in front of her or the deskmate in front of her, and occasionally spread around.

Now it's not easy to be at the same table.

She sucked her fingers, wiped them with a tissue, and took out a composition book from her desk pocket.

He gently pulled Ning Qinghe.

She asked him in a low voice: "My deskmate, do you know how to play backgammon?"

In the past few days since Jin Huan came to school, she didn't listen to many classes properly. She understood all the things that should be played and shouldn't be played.

Ning Qinghe wasn't asleep at all. She pulled at him a few times, but he simply stopped sleeping and looked at her steadily: "No."

In fact, he can play.

But this girl is his friend's girlfriend, and he feels that he shouldn't have too much contact with her.

"It's okay, I'll teach you. Everyone else has deskmates to play with, but I don't. Do you want to listen to the class? If you don't listen to the class, can you play a round with me?" She spoke very normally, but Ning Qinghe I just feel that what she said makes sense and is so pitiful. She means what she says. How can I refuse her...

This idea is a bit outrageous, but that's really what he thinks.

"How to play?"

Jinhuan took out a red pen from his pen pocket and handed it to him.

"Do you like painting? Or do you like painting?, front, back, left, right, and west. Anyway, if you get five in a row, you win."

"it is good."

The composition "Jinhuan" is specifically for backgammon. Ever since I found out that a female classmate in the class had played this game once, she got out of hand. She stopped playing after class. Hey, she just likes to play in class!

Ning Qinghe watched her turn the pages, there were some black lines, right? She had played with so many people, this book must have been filled with them.

I couldn't help but say: "Then who do you usually play with?"

"With the people at the front desk, I will play with anyone who doesn't want to listen to the class."

Ning Qinghe:......

But unfortunately, the composition book has been finished. She is a little frustrated and can't find anything to write about.

Ning Qinghe was helpless, but he couldn't bear to see her unhappy expression, so he could only turn on his phone: "Add a friend. There is a small program like this online that you can play."

Enjoy:! ! ! Wow

After the friend passed through, he took a look at the online name, Huanhuanzi?

With a few flicks of his fingers, he sent her a battle invitation.

I enjoy the white chess, but I prefer the clear and black chess.

She had been playing every day these past few days, and her routines were very good. Ning Qinghe was too naive. When he played the second chess piece, Jin Huan knew that he was going to lose.

After several moves, Ning Qinghe froze.

"Hahahahaha, my deskmate, you seem to be a fool!" Jinhuan was so proud that when he laughed, he forgot that the two of them were still in class.

It just so happens that this class is also Teacher Jin’s English class.

"Classmate Shen Jinhuan!"

"To!"