My sweet little girl

It would be strange if a pretty boy would study hard. He nudged Xu Nuo with his elbow and said, "Hey, you are good at Yin-Yang magic. Why don't you say anything when I see you normally? You look down at your book every day, and I thought you were a nerd. You really enjoy talking back at people!"

Xu Nuo ignored him and used books to separate herself from him. How did she end up sitting at the same table with this playboy? How could she study in the future?

The pretty boy pushed Xu Nuo's book away and complained, "Xu Nuo, how can you be so cold to your deskmate? My arms are so sore. I just helped someone move a table. That heartless person didn't help me rub it, but he ignored me with a cold face. Isn't that too much?"

Xu Nuo turned around and looked at him, smiling: "Thank you, I could have been in the third row, but thanks to you, I am now in the last row."

As she said this, she pushed her eyes, but her myopia was more than 400 degrees!

The pretty boy reached out and touched Xu Nuo's black-framed glasses.

Xu Nuo glared at him, with a warning in his eyes.

The pretty boy was not affected at all. She said with a smile, "To make it up to you, can I help you take notes in class?"

Xu Nuo looked at the cat scratch marks on his book and quickly shook his head: "Thank you, you didn't do anything, you just helped."

The pretty boy noticed her look and finally felt a little embarrassed. He fiddled with his bangs and said, "My handwriting is a little ugly, but I just haven't practiced. Once I practice, I will definitely write very beautifully!"

Xu Nuo squinted at him and said, "You used the word 'slightly' very modestly."

"Then how about this, I'll take notes and you can just copy mine?" The pretty boy quickly changed the subject, she just wasn't good at writing.

Xu Nuo grinned and said, "I'd better look at the blackboard. At least I can understand what's on it."

"Hiss~" The pretty boy covered his chest and acted in pain. He made a pitiful appearance: "Little Nuonuo, you can't attack indiscriminately, I am your dear deskmate!"

"Please keep your distance." Xu Nuo shrugged his shoulders in disgust. "We've been in the same class, but it seems like we just started talking today. Please don't be so familiar with each other."

"Really?" The pretty boy was playing with the eraser he had promised, and he said with great remorse, "How could I have overlooked such an interesting girl like you? Tsk tsk tsk, I was so careless, so careless!"

Xu Nuo said in a disapproving tone: "Hey, why do you want to establish a relationship with someone like that?"

Xu Nuo couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart. This guy came again and started flirting.

"Making kinship? What do you mean?" Hua Meinan was stunned for a moment, then he reacted. He couldn't help but gently kick Xu Nuo, saying with love and hate: "You girl, you are really sharp-tongued and always scolding people!"

"However, it feels good to be confronted by you so skillfully! Hehe." The pretty boy thought that the girl's words were interesting and funny.

Xu Nuo, a veteran novel fan, felt uncomfortable hearing this. She glared at the pretty boy and said, "Don't talk nonsense. We are in class, study."

"Xu Nuo, how come you are just..."

Before Hua Meinan could finish his words, Xu Nuo elbowed him hard and turned to glare at him: "Shut up."

Hua Meinan then realized that his classmates had already finished reading the text. The class was very quiet, and only his own voice was abrupt.

The pretty boy looked at the head teacher, smiled sheepishly, and tried to get away with it by using his beauty.

The head teacher looked at Hua Meinan with some anguish, and asked him angrily: "Can you be more honest? Can you abide by the classroom discipline? Why don't you have a deskmate? Don't you know it yourself?"

Hua Meinan nodded quickly and said, "I understand, I understand, teacher, I was wrong. I just haven't had a deskmate for a long time, and I couldn't control myself and spoke. Teacher, don't worry, I will definitely change and never make the same mistake again next time."

Seeing Hua Meinan's sincere attitude in admitting his mistake, the head teacher also walked down the stairs and said, "From now on, listen carefully in class. If you talk again, you will have to stand for a whole class."

He was a little surprised. Why didn't this guy confront him? It was like he had become a different person.

"Okay, teacher. I will definitely perform well." The pretty boy did his signature cool move and said while waving his gentleman hand.

The head teacher nodded and then continued teaching.

Xu Nuo also looked at Hua Meinan in surprise. Why did this guy suddenly become active? If it were the past, he would have quarreled with the head teacher and was punished to stand in the corridor. He didn't stand there and ran away to who knows where.

The pretty boy saw Xu Nuo’s confusion and didn’t dare to speak. He wrote on his exercise book, stroke by stroke: You are curious about why my temper has improved, right?

Xu Nuo wrote under his words: Yes.

The pretty boy smiled proudly at Xu Nuo: I learned this from you, and I found that your cunning method is very good. You don't force it, so you can achieve your goal and avoid punishment. Not bad!

The pretty boy also drew a little hand gesture of thumbs up.

Xu Nuo curled his lips and smiled, and wrote: Do you feel now that your previous head-on approach was a bit stupid?

The pretty boy pretended to be displeased and glared at Xu Nuo, then wrote: Although it's a little stupid, but it's cool! Awesome! Showy! Awesome!

Xu Nuo wrote with understanding: It's understandable that boys of your age are so childish.

These pretty boys were really unhappy, and he wrote quickly: Who is childish? Who do you say is childish?

Then he quickly wrote: You sound so mature, how about we be the same age?

Xu Nuo deliberately frowned and wrote: What did you say? I can't read your handwriting, it's too bad.

The pretty boy was furious. He glared at Xu Nuo, took the notebook away and ignored her. This girl has a mouth full of thorns. No, she has a mouth grown on the thorns!

The pretty boy suddenly felt that the words he had thought of were very hurtful, and he was eager to show off, so he wrote on the notebook as carefully as he could, stroke by stroke: You are a person with a mouth grown on a thorn, and your words are full of thorns.

Xu Nuo looked at the handsome boy's expression of counterattacking and gently wrote a question: Do you know why you don't have a deskmate?

The pretty boy wrote: Isn’t it just that my teacher dislikes me for talking too much?

Xu Nuo raised his head and wrote: Because you chat and fight with boys, talk flirtatiously with girls, and even gesture to the air.

The pretty boy frowned, pouted and wrote: This is a personal attack!

Promise: Mutually.

What Xu Nuo said was absolutely right. Why did he never have a deskmate? If a boy sat next to him, he would always talk to him and fight with him. If a girl sat next to him, he would flirt with her and be ambiguous with her if she was pretty. The teacher would not agree with these two points. If she was not pretty, he would say something venomous to her and she would ask to change her desk if she couldn't stand it.