Reborn as a schoolmaster's little fairy

"No

Lu Ziheng shook his head. He didn't even look up at the bottle of jasmine tea in Shen Qinghuan's hand. He casually responded to her two words.

The light in Shen Qinghuan's eyes suddenly darkened. She could see Lu Ziheng's unhappiness, but she didn't know why he was unhappy.

All of a sudden, a very good person, inexplicably very cold to you, even a reason is not willing to give you.

"Lu Ziheng. Don't you like jasmine tea? " Shen Qinghuan put her head together. She simply cleaned up her mood. "I know you like to drink coke, but today the store is sold out. Would you like to have a taste of jasmine tea? It's delicious, too! "

Lu Ziheng raised his face from a pile of math problems and looked coldly at Shen Qinghuan.

He admitted that he had some confidence.

Lu Ziheng thought that if he knew Shen Qinghuan a few days earlier than the members of the rocket class, he would be different in Shen Qinghuan's heart.

But in the rocket class, Shen Qinghuan's first object was Jiang Silu.

Even if there was nothing in the content, the so-called thank-you gift she bought was given to Jiang Silv first.

Lu Ziheng felt a little uncomfortable.

The wind outside the window blows the curtain to the boy's handsome face. The girl reaches out her hand and dials the curtain behind him.

"No Lu Ziheng blushed awkwardly and said abruptly, "I'm not thirsty."

forget it.

Because of Lu Ziheng's embarrassment, Shen Qinghuan automatically took the jasmine tea back. She took the geography textbook out of the book, picked up the bottle of jasmine tea, and got up to leave her seat.

Lu Ziheng's mentality collapsed at this moment.

He didn't even want to clasp her wrist. His voice was eager: "isn't this bottle for me as a gift of thanks?"

"But didn't you just refuse?" Shen Qinghuan asked incredulously.

"I'm suddenly thirsty again." Lu Ziheng grabbed the bottle of jasmine tea in Shen Qinghuan's hand. He unscrewed the cap and drank most of the bottle.

The class is noisy.

Except Jiang Silu, no one noticed the strange atmosphere between Lu Ziheng and Shen Qinghuan.

Shen Qinghuan didn't know what to say. She picked up her textbook and was ready to leave her seat.

A middle school started earlier than other schools, so it's hard to avoid some imbalance in everyone's mind. It's so noisy that Shen Qinghuan is not in the mood to recite for a while.

"You want to..." Lu Ziheng saw that Shen Qinghuan still wanted to leave. He was in a hurry to stop her. The flower tea he had just drunk choked out and couldn't speak for a moment.

Jiang Silu suddenly stood up and patted the desk on the platform unexpectedly. He yelled out: "don't talk!"

After all, they are all new classes, and we are not familiar with them. In addition, Jiang Silu was originally big, and the classroom was as silent as death.

Shen Qinghuan originally wanted to go out to find a quiet environment, but when she saw that the monitor was so angry, she silently retracted her seat.

"Where did you just want to go?"

Lu Ziheng's voice was especially clear in the silent classroom.

Shen Qinghuan opens her geography textbook and hides her face. She doesn't dare to answer Lu Ziheng's question at this juncture.

She quietly tore open the Yellow post, which was full of words——

"I just thought the classroom was too messy and wanted to go out. The monitor seems to be angry. Don't ask any more questions. "

Lu Ziheng had received Shen Qinghuan's note, and his mood eased a little, but he could see that the monitor behind seemed to be angry. A cold hum came from the tip of his nose: "the monitor is so angry. Can't people read his voice in the reading class?"