She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 201
His palm was right on her slightly protruding wrist bone, and the touch was clear and distinct.

The little glutinous rice dumpling is very thin, with a thin frame and a loose school uniform on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow her into a kite in the sky.

Jing Xing didn't dare to use any force, and only used a skillful force to hold her. He was very worried that if his force was a little stronger, whether her arm would be crushed by him.

Obviously, when Jing Xing was thinking about this, he completely forgot about those spirited guys who were thrown to the ground by her like rags and couldn't get up.

There was a sudden warm touch on the skin, Lin Qingyou raised her head subconsciously, facing a pair of beautiful clear black eyes - a small figure was clearly reflected in them.

Seeing her own silhouette from someone else's eyes for the first time, Lin Qingyou was slightly taken aback, and kept this movement still.

Jing Xing looked over with quiet and far-reaching eyes, his pupils were very dark, a kind of almost pure jet black, when such a pair of swirl-like eyes focused on looking at people, there would always be a feeling of being sucked into them. illusion.

Sandwiched between the two of them, Chen Dabulb, who was shining brightly, was lying on the table with his chin resting on his head, studying his parents' speech without distraction, completely unaware of the unusual atmosphere behind him.

Lin Qingyou was a little disturbed by his gaze, and her heart skipped a beat inappropriately. She felt that there was something wrong with the contact between the two, as if they were too intimate, but she didn't know what he was going to do for a while. .

After a pause, she struggled lightly, but was held even tighter. Her hand was cold, so the dry and warm touch from his fingertips was particularly obvious.

The hand clasping her slender wrist was as gentle as usual, but Lin Qingyou found that there was a little more strength in his movements that he didn't usually show easily.

"Same table?" Without breaking free, she hesitated and watched him open his mouth soundlessly.

Jing Xing's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't answer. Instead, he drooped his long eyelashes, and his fingers moved down along her wrist bones, and stuck to her palm, and then interlocked his fingers.

"?!"

Lin Qingyou was completely stunned.

The two hands were pressed tightly together, and the temperature in his palm was continuously passed through, and the slender fingertips even rubbed the back of her hand intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, Lin Qingyou felt the voices in the class suddenly go away, and she could only hear the violent beating of the heart in her chest, boom, boom... one after another, it hit her eardrum heavily.

Jing Xing didn't let go, and she didn't move anymore, she glanced like a little robot that had lost its winding, and let him hold her hand in a daze.

I don't know how long it took, when Lao Xu was talking about the excitement, he suddenly slapped the table and said, "Let us invite Lin's parents to give a speech, and everyone applauds." Welcome sound.

"..." This voice full of pride came to her ears, and Lin Qingyou instantly recovered from the shock of holding hands.

"Okay." Unaware of the small movements behind him, Chen Zhou's big light bulb put down the pen in his hand, and said to himself, "It's time for me to perform."

As soon as the end of Chen Zhou's words fell, Lin Qingyou woke up like a dream, and suddenly retracted her arms as if she had been electrocuted, with a rare flustered expression on her face.

(End of this chapter)