She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 371 "Children, eat candy."

The classmates at the bottom quickly clapped their hands, put their shoulders on their deskmates, and sang along with him: "Happy holidays to you——"

The candle was dimly lit, and the candle was thin, so the place to illuminate was limited. Even the old Xu on the podium could only see half of his chin, let alone the back row of the classroom. The silhouette of a person can be seen vaguely.

Those with bad eyesight may not even be able to see the shadow of a person.

Lin Qingyou felt like a blind man crossing the river by feeling the stones. She stretched out her hand and carefully explored the edge of the table. She found an empty space on the side of the bookcase and put the milk there.

Jing Xing had already opened the can of milk in her hand for her, but she couldn't see anything in the dark, and she was afraid that she would accidentally spill it on her clothes again.

Jing Xing leaned against the window sill, resting his chin with his left hand, and hanging his right hand by his side, as if he was not very interested in this trick of coaxing children.

Lin Qingyou put her hand into the belly of the table, felt it intuitively for a while, and finally felt something out from the corner.

In the darkness, Jing Xing suddenly felt that his hand hanging by his side was poked lightly, and then something was stuffed in the palm of his hand. His vision was too dark, and Jing Xing couldn't see the thing in his hand clearly. After rubbing the thing with his fingertips twice, he recognized what it was.

A lollipop.

Jing Xing was slightly surprised. He is a legendary lollipop owner, because since Xiao Nuomi Duanzi knew that he had hypoglycemia, he announced, "Man, I want others to know that your lollipop is contracted by me." From time to time, I would send him a bunch of lollipops.

Moreover, Xiaonuomi Duanzi has the aura of a big family when buying things. They buy lollipops one by one. She buys a bucket immediately when she buys it, and a box when she buys it again.

For a long time, the belly of Jing Xing's desk was so full that he couldn't even put his hands in it.

At this time, Xiao Nuomi Dumpling's head came closer, and her voice was mixed with the singing of "Happy Holidays to You", so it sounded a bit vague: "I heard from my mother before that when children celebrate festivals, they always Those who want to eat candy, today you are also my little friend."

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, took advantage of the faint light on the screen of the mobile phone, tore off the wrapping paper of the lollipop, then held the white stick of the lollipop with her fingertips, and held it up in front of him: "Kids, eat candy."

Jing Xing was startled for a moment, then lowered his head slowly, and bit the lollipop.

This was the first time he was treated as a child since he grew up.

Jing Xing didn't have many good friends, but he counted four or five. Among them, whether it was He Xiangyang Jiejie who was younger than him, or Liang Jidong Cheng Xu who was older than him, they all tacitly called him "OK" Brother's.

No one would ever treat him as a child, and if something happened to them, they would subconsciously come to him, as if he would definitely be able to solve the things they couldn't solve.

Including Du Mingyu and the others, if something happened in the class, what they shouted must be: "Squad leader! Squad leader, come to the rescue—"

Although the people in the class are more or less afraid of him, to a certain extent, in the eyes of class seven, their ruthless school bully class leader is more reliable than the class teacher Lao Xu who loves to listen to music and sing opera Some.

But it's different with Xiao Nuomi Duanzi. He is a big boy who can hold her hand and shelter her from the wind and rain, and he is also a kid who puts down his guard and begs for sweets from her coquettishly.

The little glutinous rice dumpling raised his arms to ruffle his black hair, then leaned over and hugged him, and said softly, "Boyfriend, Happy Children's Day."

The sweet and greasy taste spread on the tip of his tongue, Jing Xing drooped his long eyelashes, clasped her hand back, and slightly bent the end of his eyes: "Well, Happy Children's Day."

June in Xiangzhou was midsummer, the sun was shining brightly, but the parting atmosphere added a bit of sadness to this hot summer. Four self-study classes ended, and all grades were on vacation to make way for the annual college entrance examination.

The third grade students officially left school, Cheng Xu sent a message early, saying that they wanted to have lunch together, as soon as Jing Xing finished school, he came to the second grade teaching building.

Cheng Xu's classroom was on the third floor, Liang Jidong's classroom was on the fourth floor, Jing Xing didn't bother to go up, and waited at the side stairs with Xiao Nuomi Duanzi.

The atmosphere in the senior year is obviously much more lively than that in the second year, probably because this is the last day at school, and there is no need to worry about other reasons, or it is because of this last chance, I want to say that I have never spoken. In other words, everyone is more self-indulgent, and from time to time, an angry "XXX, I like you" and "XXX, can you be my girlfriend" pop out of the window.

It was already very hot in June. Even though the central air conditioner was installed in the corridors of the teaching building, it still couldn't withstand the high temperature of nearly forty degrees. He pulled it up to the elbow, revealing a thin and distinct wrist. A black rope strung with wooden beads was particularly conspicuous against his cold white complexion.

Selfishly speaking, Lin Qingyou quite likes to see him dressed up like this. It's not as regular as usual, the sleeves are loosely rolled up, and the chain is pulled halfway, revealing the long and slender forearm with smooth arcs and a There is a bit of youthful youthfulness looming, and the careless indifference in his bones can be felt from a long distance.

The whole person looks ascetic and seductive.

Du Mingyu, a talkative person, has told her behind Jing Xing's back more than once: "Sister Yuzi, why don't you say that the monitor enters the entertainment industry? Let's put aside his face and just talk about the temperament that the monitor brings out of himself." , that is pure and lustful in the legend, it is really a pity not to act, even if it is a vase?"

Just talking about this is not enough, Du Mingyu must find someone to cooperate with him, so he turned his head and asked his deskmate: "Xiao'er, just tell me if what I said is right, regardless of the monitor's face, that kind of Isn’t the pure and lustful feeling very attractive?”

Xu Changhao thought over his words twice, and then said very honestly: "I'm sorry, I can't leave it alone."

Du Mingyu: "..."

Of course, these words were bombarded by Ji Anran.

"Are you bent?" Ji Anran cut to the chase.

"...I didn't." Du Mingyu shook his head frantically.

"Are you bent?" Ji Anran was unmoved.

"No." Du Mingyu waved his hands frantically.

"Are you bent?" Ji Anran fully explained the saying that the essence of human beings is a repeater.

(End of this chapter)