Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

"What are you worried about? My homework has already been finished Tang Lin micro pick eyebrow, "you did not do not come to the topic, then why did you just suddenly a pair of dead look?"

Tang Lin suddenly got up, half body over the desk, toward mi Ran'er close, face smile cold, "because the green wood received those girl's love letter, so, you are angry?"

Mi Ran'er shook his head quickly. "I don't have it. Don't talk nonsense!"

"I just want to ask you tentatively. Why are you so flustered? My sister Tang Lin raised his hand and patted her gently on the shoulder. Then he sat back in his position, as if nothing had happened.

Miran'er looked at the boy. She had a premonition that he might dare to dance on his shoulder before long!

Meow.

When the teacher came, she turned back and took out her books for class.

In class, the boy in the back seat poked her shoulder from time to time, which made her unable to calm down and study hard. Later, MI Ran'er turned her head and glared at the boy.

Tang Lin looks innocent and looks at the teacher on the platform.

Mi Ran'er

affectation!

Mi Ran'er scolded secretly. After this time, no matter how much the boy teased herself, she would not answer.

When the bell rang after class, before the teacher could walk out of the classroom, MI Ran'er clapped the table and got up!

"Tang Lin, you stab me with a pen again. Believe it or not, elder sister, I'll beat you?" She glared at the young man behind her and growled.

Tang Lin's face suddenly turned pale and covered his chest with pain.

"Sister... You are so fierce! Scared me... "Next, it was a violent cough.

He stooped and looked at him in agony.

Mi Ran'er was startled and quickly reached out to help him breathe. "Don't worry, I didn't hurt you. Don't worry. Come on, follow my rhythm, breathe in, breathe out..."

Tang Lin grabs her small hand, coagulates her eyes like amber, and begins to breathe with her rhythm.

Finally, the complexion gradually improved.

Miran'er was relieved at last.

However, I still think this guy should be taught a lesson.

This time, the tone was much softer.

"Can we just have a good class? You don't want to learn, I want to learn? " She slumped down in her chair, patting her chest in fear.

Tang Lin's voice is hoarse. "It's just boring. If you don't like it, I won't do it."

"If you are bored, you can draw. Don't you like drawing?" Miran'er pulled his desk directly over, took a sketch book out of his drawer, threw it on the desk, and was ready to open it and have a look. "Let my sister see what you drew."

Looking at her movements, Tang Lin reached out and grabbed mi Ran'er's little hand in horror, and quickly threw it away.

"Nothing, don Ran'er. Do you know what privacy is?" Now, Tang Lin is angry.

Miran'er looked at his angry face. Although he was so excited that his face turned red, he didn't look sick at all.

Miran'er frowned suspiciously.

Didn't the doctor say he couldn't be too emotional?

Isn't that exciting?

"All right, all right, I won't look!" After returning the sketch book to him, miran'er returned his desk to its original position, which is all-round.