The Only Love: Rebirth of National Goddess

"It's time not to go. We should go back to school." Jing Chen refuses to continue this topic. Instead, he holds the girl's book tightly in his hand and plans to return it to him.

He got up and wanted to go, but Xia Yu stopped him first.

Jing Chen looked at him with a puzzled look, as if puzzled, because there was no topic between them.

Xia Yu, on the other hand, fixed his eyes on the book in Jingchen's hand, stretched his hand to the eaves of the book, held the spine of the book, and said to him, "senior, I think we should rely on our own abilities."

The two people in the private room naturally understood the profound meaning of his words.

Jing Chen is not angry, but toward him also said the same four words: "each by his ability."

Two people on the surface relaxed, but the hand actually coincidentally uses the strength.

They want to fight for one thing now, that is Ye Zhi's textbook.

It seems that this textbook finally to whose hands, ye Zhi can belong to who.

Jing Chen's slender fingers were hard, and his knuckles were already white.

And Xia Yu is the palm force, has exposed the green tendons on the back of the hand.

Two people with a want to win each other, but can't hurt the strength of the book, carefully scramble.

But even with such restraint, there are wrinkles in the book.

Jing Chen eyebrows a pick, toward the other side said: "I am a mentor, this book belongs to me at present."

Xia Yu, on the other hand, said to him, "I think it's better for me to give it back to the school committee of our class."

The two people's eyes are on each other. One is serious and the other is innocent. It seems that it is very important who gives the book to the other.

Poor ye Zhi, this textbook, was originally well protected by her. Not only was the cover brand-new, but there was no handwriting in it. Now it has become a bit distorted because of the competition between the two people.

The strength of the two men is growing, as if they are going to tear up the book under their hands.

Finally, Jing Chen let go.

Xia Yu retreated a few steps because he used too much strength.

And nervous is hands in trouser pocket, toward him said: "here you are, remember to give her the book intact."

Then, regardless of Xia Yu's reaction, he turned and left the box.

It should be happy to get the book, but Xia Yu is not happy at all.

Books in the process of fighting, become wrinkled, which let him get back to class, how to hand over.

When ye Zhi received the textbook, she was speechless and even wanted to knock Xia Yu's head.

He gave her a new book without any trace. It's not his one at all.

After struggling with the exam in the afternoon, she threw the new book on Xia Yu's desk and wanted to get her own one back.

What I got was a sleepy look and an innocent look.

"Xia Yu, where's my book? This is not mine. " Ye Zhi asked very righteously, as if someone had done something wrong.

"Well? I'll look for it. " Xia Yu lowers his head and looks for it on his desk. At last, he takes out a crumpled thing from the foot of the desk.

Ye Zhi can't believe that Xia Yu will take his books and pad the foot of the table? What's more, in Guchuan experimental high school, how can there be bad desks and chairs?

She looked down and saw that Xia Yu's desk was shaking. The desk had four black legs, but now there are only three.

"I'm sorry. I thought it was mine, so I gave you back the new one." Xia Yu raised his hand, which was padded at the corner of the table, and stretched himself lazily. His voice was a little vague.

"It doesn't matter. I'll take this one."

Forget it, when he took a new book, ye Zhi really can't bear to see his own miserable textbook.