After installing A, I became addicted to the school grass pheromone

Yan Jiangliu thought that after he said he knew, Qi Xingkuo would leave. Who knew that when his back felt hot, he was pressed closer to the table, and a warm breath came to his ear, and he whispered very seductively: "What do you know?" ?”

Yan Jiangliu only felt a "buzz" in his head, and instantly burst out colorful fireworks. He felt dizzy and short of breath. Looking at each other closely, he whispered in a soft tone: "I know this table is yours, and I promise not to post any messy things in the future. Let me go first."

Qi Xingkuo didn't really want to let him go, the man with wet eyes looked at him eagerly, which made him feel an impulse.I want to get closer to him, and touch him again.

A crisp ringing of the class bell made Qi Xingkuo calm down. He didn't let him go in a hurry, but looked into the classroom first.

Qi Xingkuo himself is very easy to attract attention in the classroom, and now with the addition of a sensational transfer student, there are quite a lot of people in the class who are always paying attention to them.The actions of the two of them before were seen by others, and the students didn't even dare to yell loudly, for fear of shocking them.

Who knew that the school bully would react first, and the classmates who looked back were still reluctant to part. Those probing eyes made Qi Xingkuo frown, and said coldly, "What are you looking at? Turn back."

As soon as Qi Xingkuo spoke, no one dared to look back, and quickly stopped looking.

Yan Jiangliu stretched out his hand and thumped twice, then pushed Qi Xingkuo away with his backhand, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth, "If beating a classmate is legal, you have already been beaten."

"Really?" Qi Xingkuo leaned back against the wall, pointed to his face, and smiled slightly, "Come, hit here."

"Do you think I dare not fight?" Yan Jiangliu stared at where Qi Xingkuo pointed, his clenched fist eager to try.

"I didn't think that if you were angry, you would hit here." Qi Xingkuo said in a good tone.

At this time, the bully student realized that it was really wrong to trap him in such a shameful posture in front of so many classmates in the classroom.You should choose a time when no one else is around, and let the transfer students know that their rules cannot be changed casually.

If I did something wrong, I deserve to be hit twice, as long as the transfer student is not angry.

The appearance of Qi Xingkuo lying flat and venting his anger was so tempting that Yan Jiangliu really raised his hand and clenched his fist and waved it towards Qi Xingkuo's face.

Qi Xingkuo looked at him with a smile on his face as his fist was about to reach his cheek, as if he was pampering him.

However, in the next second, Qi Xingkuo's smile froze on his face, and Yan Jiangliu's hand landed on his cheek in an unexpected gesture.

Yan Jiangliu wanted to hit hard, but facing Qi Xingkuo's deep and doting eyes, he couldn't do it no matter what, the fist that came to the cheek turned into a slap, and squeezed the opponent's face fiercely.

"No next time!" Not only did he pinch Qi Xingkuo's face, but he also gently pulled it aside, turning his pleasing handsome face into an unrecognizable grimace.

Perhaps this change was too shocking and funny, so he burst out laughing.

The eyes are curved, the lips are raised, revealing the little canine teeth hidden inside, and the smile is clean and beautiful.

Qi Xingkuo took a few more glances, and the thought of wanting to get back faded away, and he felt a little helpless, so he just smiled.From the corner of his eye, he saw the Chinese teacher coming in. Qi Xingkuo opened the book and reminded him: "The teacher is here."

Yan Jiangliu put away his smile, and then took out the Chinese books. His comprehension ability is not very good, and he often has only a half-knowledge when reading books. The Chinese teacher successfully hypnotized him to sleep within 5 minutes of class.This kind of class is too poisonous, he thought in distress, he can't cheer up in class, he can only wait and see around to relieve fatigue.

Looking around, the eyes finally fell on the school bully.

I have to admit that Qi Xingkuo's face is very good among so many people he has seen.Although he always loves to bully him, it didn't cause any particularly serious consequences.It was different from the people he had met before.Is this the kind of person that George said has a terrible reputation but is actually a good person?

It should be.He didn't get angry when he pinched his face like that just now, and reminded him that the teacher is here.

Squeezing his face... He rubbed his hands unconsciously, as if his fingertips still had the tender and soft touch on the other person's face.

Qi Xingkuo's face was a little easy to pinch, which made him want to pinch it again.

"Little classmate, your eyes are very dangerous." Qi Xingkuo quickly whispered something in his ear while the Chinese teacher turned around to write on the blackboard.

The speed is too fast, like a goose passing without a trace.

Yan Jiangliu realized that Qi Xingkuo was already sitting upright, as if the person speaking in his ear was not him.

Yan Jiangliu: "... have you practiced?"

Qi Xingkuo pursed his lips and smiled, but did not answer.

At this time, the Chinese teacher turned to face the students and continued to teach, his eyes swept over Yan Jiangliu and Qi Xingkuo, and after speaking this paragraph, he turned to continue writing on the blackboard.

Qi Xingkuo glanced at the teacher who was writing and drawing on the blackboard: "You will know later."

Yan Jiangliu was full of doubts: "?"

Less than three seconds after Qi Xingkuo spoke, half a piece of chalk flew over from the podium. Yan Jiangliu opened his eyes wide and was about to hit Qi Xingkuo on the face. The next second the chalk was caught, Qi Xingkuo opened the curtain and put the chalk in. Jiang Liu took a closer look and found that there were several rows of uneven chalk heads standing side by side inside.

Yan Jiangliu: "..."

Master.

"Qi Xingkuo, don't talk in class." The Chinese teacher warned, "New students pay attention to the lecture, don't be led astray."

Qi Xingkuo smiled shortly and mockingly, and Yan Jiangliu frankly admitted that he was a scumbag, and it didn't matter whether he listened to the lecture or not.

Yan Jiangliu didn't speak, and watched the teacher turn around and continue copying in class.

It was the first time in his life that he could not speak casually in class, and could only listen to cumbersome and lengthy lullabies. Yan Jiangliu was about to be sleepy. After yawning twice in a row, two slender fingers broke into his wide and narrow vision. Holding a half-folded note, it stopped beside his arm, and the two fingers made a playful kowtow gesture.It made him laugh, and followed his fingers to see Qi Xingkuo raise his eyebrows at him, motioning him to take the note.

Yan Jiangliu's memory of the Chinese teacher throwing chalk and hitting people just now is still fresh in his memory. He hesitates to answer, what if the teacher sees it?

His hesitation was seen by Qi Xingkuo, and the two fingers that had just saluted made new movements, rubbing against his arms twice in favor.

August in Lae City is indeed not hot, but it is summer after all, and the temperature will not be too low.

Yan Jiangliu was afraid of the heat, so he rolled up his sleeves when he got up, and now Qi Xingkuo's fingers rubbed against his arm.The temperature of the other party's fingers is like the owner's. It feels slightly cold at first, and then it feels hot, like a raging fire. A little touch is enough to burn people.

Yan Jiangliu couldn't stand being rubbed so much, he took the note and opened it: little classmate, add a friend.

The author has something to say: Yanjiang Liu: If you don’t add it, you can’t add it.