Su Yan listened carefully throughout the class and took notes.

Occasionally, I will distract myself from listening to the movements in the back seat.

There is nothing.

When it was time for get out of class, she turned to see Jiangye.

The head is still buried.

“…”

Who can tell her?

Why is he so sleepy?!

Because of the exercises during class, Su Yan did not call Jiang Ye, and followed the large team in the classroom to gather at the playground.

When doing exercises, Su Yan was a little depressed because of Jiang Ye's affairs and was absent-minded in running. After finishing the exercises, Jiang Ye was still sleeping.

As a last resort, Su Yan reached out and pushed his arm.

"Ei Ye, I've handed in the chemistry operation."

After waiting for half a minute, Su Yan reached out again.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Su Yan was startled and exclaimed.

Jiang Ye's hands were very strong, his palms were hot, and the heat was constantly spreading to Su Yan's wrist, where he could feel the frequency and rhythm of his heartbeat, and the heat seemed to burn her heart.

I saw the head that had been sleeping, raised up, his face was ugly, slightly tired and pale, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his eyes were full of irritability and impatientness, and he stared at Su Yan with a gloomy attitude, with serious hostility.

Jiang Ye shackled Su Yan's slender and tender wrists and easily wrapped her around.

Eye was very upset about being disturbed by people's sleep.

The temper was on the verge of an outbreak, and the anger continued to expand, and the whole body was hot and boiling until he looked up and saw Su Yan's white and beautiful face.

An innocent and terrified look with a nervous look.

His stomach was full of anger and he was pressing down and he was falling down.

"What's up?"

Eye had a cold and fever, and had slept for a long time, but he didn't drink half a sip of water. His voice was hoarse as if he was rubbing against a blunt object.

Su Yan's wrist hurt, and he felt that the blood was clenched, and he was not circulating, and half of his forearm became numb.

She was stunned and stuttered: "Chemistry..."

The voice was too small, and Eye was not very focused, and he had a severe headache and didn't hear it clearly.

He frowned, "Speak louder."

"Train chemistry homework!" She raised her volume, her tone was not heavy, and she was still crisp and soft.

Su Yan's eyes moved to her wrist.

Eye followed and looked over.

Oh, I still hold my hands.

Su Yan made a profit.

Eye subconsciously held it tighter.

It's over. The hand is ruined.

Zhao Chengcheng and Fu Yang walked into the classroom one by one. The last class was the class of the class teacher, and they wanted to skip the class and didn't run away.

He was taken to the playground by the head teacher.

Originally, he was called Jiangye, but Fu Yang explained that Jiangye felt uncomfortable when he had a cold, so the head teacher gave up.

The two walked in swagger.

Fu Yang glanced up and paused suddenly, as if he had discovered something, and hurriedly grabbed Zhao Chengcheng's move forward.

Zhao Chengcheng was thinking about what to eat for lunch today, but was interrupted by Fu Yang's thoughts. He came back to his senses and pushed his shoulders, "What are you doing when you pull me!"

Fu Yang stopped him and raised his chin in the direction of Jiang Ye.

"Look, what is Aye doing to the class beauty?"

Zhao Chengcheng looked over suspiciously.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, it's amazing, and your eyes widen and your eyes are stunned.

Fuck.

A Ye took Su Yan's hand?

say what?

What to do when you get so close?

Um?

Zhao Chengcheng cracked and hurriedly rushed forward with Fu Yang.

"Grass, there's something going on!"

Fu Yang quickly pulled him tight and scolded: "You are stupid. Are you? Are you not afraid of A Ye taking you off if you go up like this?"

Zhao Chengcheng: "It's too far away. You have to be at the melon-eating site!"

"..." Fu Yang was speechless, "Can you do it slowly? They will definitely be separated as soon as you get up."

And a fart melon.

No brains.

Zhao Chengcheng frowned and thought for a moment, "This is obviously targeting me! I want to be a little more obscene. Let's go over quietly to see what A Ye and the classmate said, and still have to pull and pull."

Jiang Ye slowly let go of Su Yan's wrist and leaned against the wall lazily.

Get out a free hand and go out a homework book from the drawer.

Thrown on the desk.

Lids raised.

“Write it for me.”

Su Yan rubbed her sore wrinkles, her little face wrinkled, staring at the homework book on the desktop, very reluctant.

Does he have no hands?

I have to do my homework for the villain again.

[New    www.biqule.info] Su Yan refused in her heart.
Chapter completed!