100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 179 Looking forward to the return of spring

When she removed her fingers, Ning Qinghe's heart was still pounding wildly. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and calm his heart.

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

I took out a tissue to wipe my fingers.

Ning Qinghe felt his whole body burning up.

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

He'd already stuffed all the spicy snacks into his mouth. Now that he was an accomplice, the attention wasn't on him anymore. They continued to stare at the blackboard and secretly eat their snacks.

Ning Qinghe lay back down on the table, her ears burning red. Jin Huan had recently taken a liking to playing Connect Four, the kind you play on your composition notebook. Before she had a deskmate, she would often play with the student in front of her or the student in front of her, and occasionally she would expand her play to others.

Now I finally have a deskmate.

He sucked his fingers, wiped them clean with a tissue, and then took out a composition book from his desk drawer.

He gently tugged at Ning Qinghe.

I asked him very quietly, "Hey deskmate, do you know how to play Connect Four?"

During the few days that Jin Huan came to school, she didn't pay attention in class much. Instead, she did all sorts of fun things, both things she should and shouldn't have done.

Ning Qinghe hadn't fallen asleep either. She rummaged around for a bit, and he decided not to sleep anymore. He stared at her intently and said, "No."

Actually, he knows how to play.

But this girl was his friend's girlfriend, and he felt he shouldn't have too much contact with her. "It's okay, it's okay, I'll teach you. Everyone else has a deskmate to play with, but I don't. Are you paying attention in class? If you're not, can you play a game with me?" She was just speaking normally, but Ning Qinghe felt that what she said made so much sense, and that she was so pitiful. Whatever she said, how could she refuse her…

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

"How to play?"

Jin Huan took a red pen out of her pen pocket and handed it to him.

“你喜欢画?8?7?1?5还是喜欢画?7?4，前后左右四面八方，反正连成五个就赢了。”

"it is good."

Jin Huan's composition book is dedicated to Gomoku (Five in a Row). Ever since she discovered that a girl in her class had played this game once, she's been hooked. She doesn't play it after class; she just loves playing it during class!

Ning Qinghe watched her turn the pages, a little exasperated. Seriously? How many people had she hung out with? This book must be filled with drawings by now. She couldn't help but ask, "So, who do you usually hang out with?"

"I'll hang out with whoever doesn't want to listen to the lecture, like the students in front of me."

Ning Qinghe: …...

Unfortunately, the illustrations for this book were already finished, and she was a little discouraged, as she couldn't find any more places to write.

Ning Qinghe felt helpless, but she couldn't bear to see her unhappy expression, so she could only open her phone: "Add me as a friend, there are mini-programs like this online that you can play."

Enjoy yourself to the fullest! Wow!

After he accepted the friend request, he glanced at the username: Huanhuanzi.

I swiped my fingers a few times and sent her a challenge.

Jin Huan plays white pieces, Ning Qinghe plays black pieces.

She's been playing games every day these past few days, and she's got a lot of tricks up her sleeve. Ning Qinghe is too naive; when she placed the second piece, Jin Huan already knew he was going to lose.

After a few moves, Ning Qinghe froze. "Hahahaha, you seem to be an idiot, deskmate!" Jin Huan was so smug that she forgot they were still in class when she burst into laughter.

It just so happens that this class is Ms. Jin's English class.

"Shen Jinhuan!"

"To!"