The big guy's white moonlight is soft and sweet

Chapter 60 Can You Don't Be So Afraid of Me
Entering the Mathematics Olympiad competition class, Jiang Ye seemed to have really restrained his temper, did not smoke or fight, and began to read books seriously.

Yang Jiang thought it was funny at first, thinking that Jiang Ye was talking about it.

No matter how fucking good-looking Shen Ting is, there's no need to make such a fool of himself.Besides, it is very difficult to change a person's ingrained habits.

Not to mention whether Shen Ting would really be moved, would like Brother Ueno.

As for the word "persistence", Jiang Ye couldn't persist.

But later, he found that he seemed to be wrong.

Even Chen Shudong knew that Jiang Ye was serious.

Once again they were playing games in the private room, and they didn't wake up until midnight, and vaguely heard Jiang Ye jumping out word by word.

It can make such a heartless person calm down and chase after him seriously.Shen Ting is very beautiful and has a good temper. She is the most amazing light in the eyes of the whole school.However, this is too tiring.

No one can hold on to it.

The winter in December this year was extremely cold, and during lunch break, everyone was taking a nap.A little boy came to Shen Ting outside the window, saying that he wanted to give her something.

Every time Jiang Ye looked irritated, he warned these people. Although there were a lot fewer, there were still some.He was extremely annoyed, when he touched his pocket, he couldn't even touch the edge of the cigarette.

He hasn't smoked a cigarette this month, and he already annoys her with his long body, so he can't do more things that annoy her.

From the first time he discovered that she was afraid of him, he tried his best not to swear or curse in front of her.

And now Shen Ting is also willing to help him with his studies.

It's just that it won't go beyond the threshold.

The temperature inside and outside the house is a bit different, and there are layers of condensation on the windows.

The girl's facial features are somewhat hazy and beautiful under the mist, as if she has glimpsed the beauty of Qingdai's distant mountains.

The boy outside is a rich second generation named Duan Cheng, who is very good at picking up girls.

Shen Ting's reputation spread far and wide. Everyone knew that there was a little fairy in No. [-] Middle School who had good grades, a soft temper, and a sweet smile.

Duan Cheng also thought about making soft and hard bubbles every day, braving the cold in winter, and giving warm milk tea. This kind of thing, a group of girls he soaked in were moved.

The boy is holding a milk tea, looks ordinary, and looks honest.

Shen Ting refused his milk tea and told him not to give it away in the future.

The girl spoke softly, like the sweetest honey, but her words were like a knife shaving her face.

Duan Cheng didn't get any benefits, but he felt a little dissatisfied.

Back in the classroom, Shen Ting saw that the pink and blue love letters in his drawer had disappeared, thinking that they had taken them back by themselves, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

The black-haired boy behind him kept staring at Shen Ting with his dark eyes.

The young man's slender and beautiful fingers pinched those unknown love letters, and the ordinary handwriting was so ugly, each of them was about to become a master of calligraphy at this time.

He was greedy for Shen Ting's indulgence to Yu Qiqi, and he was paranoid in his bones and wanted to give up again and again, wanting to get Shen Ting.

As an unscrupulous "bad guy", he has countless ways to make Shen Ting smile at him and stay by his side.

However, he is soft-hearted after all.

He wanted to get close to Shen Ting.

Instead of letting Shen Ting loathe herself time and time again.

The wrist was suddenly pulled by a strong force, the scorching breath of the young man rushed towards his face, Shen Ting had to turn his head to look at him.

The boy was tall and handsome, he just looked at her straight.

Jiang Ye held her delicate hand, he sniffed it, Shen Ting's fingers were fragrant, fragrant and soft.

Shen Ting quickly withdrew her finger.

A certain smelly and shameless boy clenched his hands even tighter, with a smile between his sharp brows, he said, "Ting Shen, if you're moving, I'll let the whole class know."

Shen Ting had the urge to slap this bastard to death.

Excited.

No more struggling.

The young man pressed the corners of his pouting Lao Gao's lips, he just felt that it was so damn cute to listen so intently that he disliked himself.

"Good student, look at me, I'm working hard too. So, can you not be so afraid of me?"

(End of this chapter)