Bamboo Horse Strawberry Flavor

Chapter 111 Discover something incredible

Nanci lowered her beautiful and gentle eyes, and her fair face turned dark.

Closing his eyes, the boy tried his best to calm himself down.

Really dizzy today...

Nanci's temperament is gentle and soft, but his style of acting is extremely strict, and such things would never happen to him in normal times.

Glancing at the almost full classroom, the boy's eyes flickered with hesitation.

The professor has already started giving lectures, and it's not good for him to just walk out like this, it's a bit disrespectful.

Thinking this way, the breezy young man raised his hand, it was a pale and slender hand, so clean that it was not stained with dust, and the color of the fingertips was that kind of almost transparent white.

The professor in front of the podium adjusted his glasses and pointed at Nan Ci, "Very well, let this female student answer this question."

Nan Ci: "!"

The corners of the youth's pale cherry-colored lips twitched slightly, with black lines on his face.

Nan Ci raised his hand to tell the professor that he had gone to the wrong classroom, but he happened to meet the professor and asked a question.

The classroom was quiet, the students lowered their heads, and no one raised their hands at all. Then, Nan Ci hit the gun.

In an instant, the eyes of everyone in the classroom were focused on Nanci, and the young man suddenly felt that he didn't say it, and he didn't say it, and his white jade-like ear tips were stained a little red.

in the eyes of the people.

The girl with delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes is slender, wearing a long snow-white dress, with a gentle expression, standing there quietly, like an independent fairy, spotless.

The young man withdrew his hand silently, his pale cherry lips pursed slightly, he could almost hear someone gasping and whispering.

"It's so beautiful..."

"Who is this, looks familiar!"

Forget it, I can only leave after this class is over, the boy sighed silently in his heart.

Nan Ci raised his head, glanced at the question on the multimedia, his mind turned quickly, and he came up with an answer in a very short time.

The young man's thoughts were extremely clear, and the answers he spoke were methodical, with a clear and gentle voice, like trickling water.

The professor on the podium nodded in satisfaction and waved for Nanci to sit down.

The boy sat down with a dark face, and Ye Tinglan next to him looked at him several times, with narrow and deep eyes, he seemed a little puzzled.

The girl shifted her gaze and saw the books on Nan Ci's desk.

Introduction to Western Economics.

The corner of her pretty mouth couldn't help but smirk, and there was a bit of teasing in her eyes, Ye Tinglan stretched out a finger, poked the person in front of her, and asked in a low voice, "Did you take the wrong book?"

Nan Ci glanced at Ye Tinglan, turned his eyes away, and ignored her.

After finally getting out of class, the boy picked up his book and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the wrist by the person next to him.

Nan Ci turned his head, narrowed his light-colored eyes, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"There is still a lesson." Ye Tinglan grabbed the young man's pale and slender wrist with one hand, and played with the pure black pen on the table with the other hand, and replied casually.

The boy's brows were frowned, and a hint of irritability flashed across his delicate and gentle eyes, "So what?"

After finishing speaking, the boy took out his hand, glanced at Ye Tinglan who was sitting, took his bag and left the classroom.

As soon as he walked to the corridor, Nan Ci was stopped. He frowned and looked up.

It was a slender figure, wearing a pure black shirt with delicate cuffs and a tie, which seemed a bit ascetic for no reason.

It was the girl who was sitting next to him just now who stopped him.

Nan Ci's light-colored pupils were slightly dilated, and there was something weird about his fair face.

This person... is actually taller than him?
The boy's gaze moved up, and then stopped at the other party's fair and delicate neck.

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