secretly kiss the moon

Chapter 12 I Don't Like Apples
Library at noon.

Yan Xi took out his class notes and tried to do the questions explained by the teacher today.

It's complicated, some of which she can't even read.

Lying weakly on the table, it seems that she really has no relationship with mathematics.

Hearing the sound of the chair being pulled slightly from the opposite side, she raised her head, and an apple came into her eyes, as well as Lu Zhixu who was like a spring breeze.

Seeing that she was still hesitating, Lu Zhixu raised an eyebrow at her and said, "The apples are here."

Yan Xi reacted, reached out and carefully took it from his hand, "This apple?"

Wasn't this apple given to him by Zhou Shiqing?
"Well, I don't like apples."

"Oh, thank you."

Yan Xi pursed her lips, took the schoolbag next to her, and gently put the apple in it.

Looking at the in-class notes in front of her, Lu Zhixu took them over and looked at what she wrote down, frowning unconsciously.

Putting the notebook in front of her, she pointed at the contents with her slender fingers.

"Student Yanxi, you can remember the notes wrong. Did you not listen carefully in class?"

"Ok?"

Yan Xi looked at the numbers on his fingers, but didn't see any mistakes.

"Wrong...wrong?"

She was a little guilty and didn't dare to look at him.

In the math class, she really didn't listen carefully. She felt that the math teacher's lectures were like hypnosis to her, and every time she forced herself not to fall asleep.

Lu Zhixu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that her dazed look was cute.

"wrong."

Picked up the pen and rewrote it for her again.

Now, Yanxi really found out that she was wrong, and it was a little outrageous.

Lu Zhixu took out his math notes from his schoolbag and handed them to her.

"This is mine, you can refer to it."

Yan Xi opened it and found that his notes were very clean and his ideas were clear and clear. There were no traces of random alterations like hers.

I've heard others say before that handwriting is like a person, and as expected, the handwriting is as good-looking as others.

She copied the above content very carefully, with neat workmanship and beautiful handwriting.

From time to time, Yan Xi raised his head to look at Lu Zhixu, who was reading seriously. Yan Xi pursed his lips and took out pencils and drawing paper from his schoolbag very gently.

She secretly observed his situation with her eyes, pressing the drawing paper under her notebook like a thief.

It looks like she is doing homework, but in fact she is secretly drawing him.

It's not a cartoon in a picture book diary, but a portrait sketch.

The painting is a little cautious, afraid of being discovered by him.

Soon, a picture gradually had a rough outline. He raised his head and met his eyes.

Yan Xi hurriedly closed the notebook with his notebook, trying to make it look like he was concentrating on copying notes. After writing two words, he realized that he was using a pencil.

Lu Zhixu closed the book, rested his chin with one hand and looked at her who kept making small movements.

"Drawing me? Can I see it?"

She had been caught and she wasn't hiding it, but she didn't agree to show it to him.

shook his head.

"I...I haven't finished drawing yet."

"Well, how about I read the book again and you continue to draw?"

"No... no need, I need to write notes."

Lu Zhixu approached her, and whispered in a bewitching voice, "What? A mannequin is here, and you don't plan to finish it?"

The provocative voice instantly made her blush a little. She glanced at the time and tidied up her books in a panic.

"Class is about to start, we should go."

Lu Zhixu fixed his eyes on her who was packing things in a panic, and the smile on his lips grew stronger, and even the tip of his brow showed an uncontrollable smile.

Such a thin skin.

In the evening, Yan Xi took out the apple given by Lu Zhixu from his schoolbag, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, and warmth instantly filled his heart.

Gently put the apple on the desk, cherishing it very much.

Noticing something that didn't belong to her in the schoolbag, she realized that she had brought Lu Zhixu's math notes home with her.

A lot of math homework was assigned on the weekend, will he use it?
He took out his phone and turned to his WeChat. The dialog box also showed that you had become friends.

Although they were added as friends, the two of them never chatted on WeChat.

Looking at the light blue notebook on the table, she edited the message and sent it.

[You forgot to return your math notebook, do you need it?I can send it to you tomorrow. 】

A simple sentence, but the process of waiting for his reply actually made her a little nervous.

Pick up the unfinished drawing paper, go to the easel nearby, clamp the paper on it, and continue to complete the next part.

The message rang, and she couldn't wait to slide her chair to get her mobile phone by the desk and open WeChat.

【Leave it for you to copy, and give it to me on Monday. 】

【it is good. 】

Turning off the phone, she came to the drawing board again, and Lu Zhixu appeared in her mind, drawing very seriously.

(End of this chapter)