The boss’s deskmate is super sweet

Chapter 217 Going further
He was dumbfounded: "Eh?"

Not really.

Just now, you were chatting with yourself about games, and now you see Sister Qingtian and abandon you? ?

See sex and forget friends!

Why didn't he realize that his brother Chi was this kind of person before?

After Qin Chuqing ended her conversation with Jiang Zhuoying, she planned to endure the discomfort of a cold for the time being and fill in the student growth record book distributed by the school yesterday.

However, as soon as I took out a black water-based pen from the pen bag and before I started writing, a shadow suddenly fell over my eyes.

It blocked the early morning sunlight and also blocked the lights in the classroom.

Qin Chuqing blinked and raised her head in confusion.

But he felt a big palm covering his forehead, and there was a slight feeling of warmth.

"You don't have a fever. But why do you look so lethargic? Do you have a cold?" Lu Chi frowned and spoke.

When he entered the door just now, he subconsciously glanced at Qin Chuqing.

Her whole body looked languid, and even her slim back, which had always been straight and beautiful, was drooping.

Qin Chuqing tapped his head a few times.

Her throat hurt so much that her voice was a little hoarse when she spoke: "I caught a cold last night. I have a cold."

Lu Chi's generous palm still rested on her smooth and plump forehead.

Qin Chuqing could feel that the classmates who had arrived at school one after another in the morning were looking overtly and covertly with curious eyes.

She shrunk her slender neck uncomfortably and reminded him in a low voice: "Go back to your seat first."

Lu Chi let go and returned to his seat to put down his schoolbag.

He turned sideways to the girl, stretched out his long arm, and took out the pen she was holding.

The moment he pulled away, Qin Chuqing subconsciously wanted to take it back, and the two of them touched their hands inadvertently.

Skin and skin are intimately connected for a moment.Wisps of electric current passed through it, numbing and crisping, making my heart itch.

In fact, the two of them had had such contact before.

But ever since Qin Chuqing noticed that she had these vine-like feelings for him in her heart, every little touch like this would make her blush and her heart beat.

She bit her lower lip and looked at Lu Chi with her clear, watery eyes, which seemed a bit delicate.

"Why did you steal my pen?"

Lu Chi stared at her sideways and responded in a lazy voice: "I'll write it for you while you sleep."

The voice just fell.

One of his hands fell on the growth record book, ready to pull it over.

Qin Chuqing pressed a corner of the notebook: "No need, I'll finish it soon."

"Hiss—disobedient." Lu Chi stopped moving, fearing that it would be damaged, so he stopped picking up her notebook.

A few seconds passed.

He raised his arm slightly, put his big palm on the back of his hand, and wrapped it around her thin white hand.

Then, he slowly held it and placed it on his desk along with the notebook.

The notebook fell behind the table, and he slowly let go of her hand.

Qin Chuqing: "..."

She was already groggy and not in good spirits.

Just now, the two people's hands touched each other twice in succession, each time getting deeper and deeper, making her even more dizzy.

I feel like my cold is getting worse! ! !
She suddenly withdrew her hand and looked sideways, seeing Lu Chi's slender eyes and a playful smile on his handsome face.

"Then you can write it for me." Qin Chuqing looked back without leaving any trace.

(End of this chapter)