Those who like to cook are good people

In order to adapt to the atmosphere of the comic exhibition, Yan Heng was watching Taobao on his mobile phone during class, and wanted to buy some clothes to wear, but he hadn't watched the drama, so it felt too obvious to ask Wu Ci what he liked.

After much deliberation, I placed an order for a T-shirt with relatively high sales volume on Taobao.Decided to go back to make up lessons tonight.

After two Chinese lessons, Wu Ci felt that his head was full of special sentence patterns in ancient Chinese. The old man is not bad, but the class is too boring.He shook his head and prepared to go up to carry the biology homework.

Wu Ci sighed. If he had known earlier, he would not be a class representative.Every day, if the homework is not collected and the students are urged to do homework, they still feel that they are long-winded. If you have a good attitude, you can’t say anything, and if you have a bad attitude, you can’t be positive.

Throw the finished milk tea into the trash can and prepare to go upstairs.

Seeing him going out, Yan Heng asked, "Moving homework?"

Wu Ci hummed.Yan Heng immediately said, "Shall I help you?"

Wu Ci glanced at Yan Heng with some doubts. Yan Heng belonged to the kind of stinky kid in the class, the kind with good family conditions and good grades, and he was also good-looking.Senior one and Wu Ci are in the same class, and they are still together after they are divided into senior two classes.How good is the relationship that I didn't see in the first year of high school, but now I often talk to myself.

Could it be that she talked to me a few more words because she saw Meng Xuan and I approaching each other.Wu Ci found the reason at once.No wonder, I and Yan Heng are people from two worlds, not because Meng Xuan doesn't know how to talk to me.

"No need, I can do it by myself." Wu Ci rejected Yan Heng, and moved the books by himself.

Yan Heng watched him leave the classroom, and talked to Meng Xuan with a smile at the door, and suddenly felt so irritable that he died.

Wu Ci glanced at Yan Heng inadvertently, and found that he was indeed staring here.Then he decided to start the idea.I felt a little lost and thought I could have a friend.

In the next two classes, Wu Ci didn't talk to Yan Heng, and Yan Heng didn't take the initiative to talk to Wu Ci.When Yan Heng came back at noon, he saw a cup of milk tea on the table, but he saw Wu Ci lying on the table in front of him and fell asleep.

Wu Ci closed his eyes, the sunlight outside the window shone on him, and his long eyelashes cast a little shadow on his face.Because of sleeping, the lips that were a little white in the past are a little red.Yan Heng could almost see the little fluff on his face.

I really want to take a picture.Yan Heng took out his mobile phone and pretended to be looking at his mobile phone to take a picture of Wu Ci sleeping.

After realizing what he was doing, Yan Heng was suddenly a little embarrassed.

It seems that I am really bent.