The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

Jane's eyes finally fell mercifully on the painting, which was a sketch of a corner of the castle.

Want to give this painting to her?

"Really?" She showed a happy look, then frowned and said softly, "But you worked so hard to draw this, will it be inconvenient?"

"Of course not--" Chu Bainiao retorted subconsciously. Feeling the distance between him and her, he turned his head away uncomfortably.

"But I haven't finished painting yet. If Miss Ashalindra is free, you can wait for a while."

"Of course I'm free," Jane stood up, glancing at the girls, "Can I sit next to you?"

Chu Bai Niao was stunned for a second, and used her sleeve to sweep away the dust on the stone beside her. With red ears, she said, "Please sit down."

Jane sat next to him, feeling his tense body and uncomfortable breathing, and felt more and more satisfied.

What a pure love.

His eyes swept over the tip of the other person's ear, which was red and bleeding.

so cute.

It seems that I no longer want to observe whether the other person is a gentleman.

She wanted to be with him now.

I want to touch the other person's earlobe, I want to touch the other person's palm.

Want to touch the other person's lips.

Jane, Jane, when did you become so unreserved?

The wizard lady's gaze was so direct and scorching that Chu Bainiao even wanted to escape.

But he was somewhat reluctant.

Let's finish this painting.

Aren’t you going to give the painting to the wizard lady?

He closed his pen, unfastened the snaps on the sketchbook, took out the painting and prepared to hand it to her.

"Please sign your name, Chu, and can you write down the person you're giving it to?" Zhen did not take the painting. She looked at Chu Bainiao tenderly.

"Oh, um, okay." Chu Bainiao took off the pen cap again.

"Can I write Chinese characters? My name is Jane Ashalindra." Jane moved closer and her eyes fell on the other person's slender hand holding the pen.

"You can call me Jane, too."

The other person's voice was too soft, and the fragrance of her breath came from his shoulder. If he moved his peripheral vision slightly, he could see her small and delicate profile.

This is terrible, what does Miss Ashalindra mean by this?

Do you like him?

But they have only known each other for one day.

But I don’t like it… Didn’t the senior say that Miss Ashalindra is rather distant towards the opposite sex?

Why approach him then?

Or did Miss Ashalindra just want to make friends with him and not mean anything like that?

Chu Bainiao planned to write his and Miss Ashalindra's names in the lower right corner of the painting, but because the other person was too close, the hand holding the pen trembled nervously.

"Why are your hands shaking?" Zhen held Chu Bainiao's hand in the blind spot of the crowd on the other side.

Chu Bainiao's pupils dilated, and she turned to look at her in disbelief, only to see that she was calm and composed, "What's wrong? Write quickly, my hand seems to have stopped shaking when it's on yours."

what happened?

Chu Bainiao was a little dazed.

Are the cultural differences between the East and the West really that big?

How could I touch his hand?

The white and delicate palm was resting on the back of his hand, warm and soft, with a strong presence.

Chu Bainiao pursed her lips and quickly signed her name and Miss Wizard's name in the lower right corner.

"It's already been written...Jane." He moved his hands uncomfortably, as if to hint that the other party could take it away.

Jane stopped teasing him and put the painting away.

Chu Bai Niao hesitated for a while but couldn't help but said: "Ms. Asha Lindra..."

"Just call me Jane."

"Jane...Jane gets along with other boys the same way I do?"

Zhen's brows inadvertently raised, it seemed that she was not the one who was too eager to shoulder the burden.

She whispered, "I've only touched the hand of one person of the opposite sex, Chu."

After saying that, she stood up and left, leaving Chu Bainiao alone staring at the sketchbook in a daze.

Does it mean you like him?

But isn’t this just the first day we’ve known each other?

He couldn't help but touch his heart and felt it beating violently beneath his skin.

He touched his face again and it felt hot.

After Miss Asarindra left, two girls soon came over courageously.

"Hello."

Chu Bainiao stood up with the sketchbook in his hand and said to them politely, "Hello."

"What's your name? May I ask what your relationship is with Miss Ashalindra?"

What's the connection with Miss Ashalindra?

Chu Bainiao looked away and said, "You can call me Chu. I'm a classmate of Miss Asharindra."

"I'm going back to the dormitory now. See you sometime."

-

The news that Miss Ashalindra took the initiative to talk to the new Oriental student and sat together to chat soon reached the ears of those who were interested.

Soon, Chu Bainiao got into trouble.

His dormitory was ransacked. His roommate didn't dare to say anything and just pointed outside.

He followed the crowd's laughter and walked to the school square.

I saw his clothes, textbooks, and all his luggage floating in the air.

Anyone can comment.

"Look, Chu is here!"

Everyone made way for him, and Chu Bainiao walked step by step to the middle.

"Who did it?" His voice was gentle and calm, and he didn't seem angry at all.

No one answered him.

But someone said, "Chu, you don't have a broom and can't fly, how are you going to get your clothes back?"

"What? Chu doesn't have a broom?"

"That's reasonable. He just transferred here and he may not know how to fly yet."

"It's useless even if he buys a broom. There are no flying lessons in his grade anymore."

The sound of whispers from the audience came from all directions.

"Don't worry about my clothes. Can anyone tell me who made them?"

No one said a word.

After hearing this, Jane jogged over here, and even Anna and Ivy couldn't catch up with her.

But when she stepped onto the square, she slowed down, straightened her appearance, and walked over gracefully and elegantly.

She held her hands naturally in front of her, and on her slender white fingers were emerald rings of the same color as her eyes.

Zhen walked to Chu Bainiao's side and looked up at the clothes floating in the sky. Her green eyes swept over the onlookers calmly.

"I'll help you find out who did it."

"No need," Chu Bainiao spread out his hands, as if calculating something, "I know who did it."

"Really?" A strange light flashed in Jane's beautiful eyes.

The people around couldn't help but whisper.

"real or fake?"

"Is this how we know who did it?"

"It's fake, right? How can I know this?"

No matter what those people thought, Chu Bainiao made a strange seal with one hand.

Then a strange buzzing sound came from a box floating in the air.

The fastened box was suddenly opened, and three long swords with cold light flew into the air, making crisp sounds.

He said gently, "Go ahead."

The long sword circled in the sky twice and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In just a moment, the long sword pierced through the clothes of the instigator and brought them to the square.

The crowd watching broke out in waves of noise.

"What happened? Who did it?"