High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 395

The extremely indifferent voice also floated over, "Change seats."

Ye Jin thought she had heard it wrong, so she looked away from the young man and looked at a certain young master again.

It was rare that Yang Moyan had more patience with people other than the young man.

Because he repeated what he said just now, even more clearly than the words in the passage just now, "Let's switch seats, two of us."

This made Ye Jin even more surprised.

"What kind of monster are you going to do?"

The sound here is not loud, but it is impossible not to attract attention.

Because as soon as Yang Moyan made a move, everyone's eyes were on him, and now they all raised their eyes and looked over.

It's just that the person concerned didn't seem to care about it at all. He still stood there with his back straight, and his demeanor was so abstinent and cold, and his indifference made people feel a little afraid.

Hearing the conversation here, the young man who hadn't slept too much moved slightly, then raised his head, rolled his eyelids lazily, glanced over, and asked a question that was almost the same as Ye Jin's. , "You two, what kind of demons are you?"

Before Ye Jin could speak, Yang Moyan over there had already answered bluntly, "I want to change seats with him."

Ye Jin clicked his tongue when he heard it.

The answer is really speed, the key is why I always feel that this aloof young master is more obedient when answering this question? ?

Illusion? !

But the young man let out a long 'oh' after listening to Yang Moyan's words, and seemed not interested at all.

She also seemed to be really sleepy, and slightly half-closed her provocative eyes, the end of which was still red.

Afterwards, seeing the boy lower his head, he went to sleep again.

Such a young man made Yang Moyan feel more and more happy in his heart.

He raised his hand and wanted to reach out to rub the boy's head, but he didn't want to disturb the boy's sleep, so he just raised it slightly, and put it down as if nothing had happened.

His eyes narrowed, and he lowered his eyes again, "Change?"

How dare Ye Jin say no?

Even if he is skinny, he definitely doesn't have Lin Zhaoxia's skin.

Standing up swiftly, he grinned his lower lip, "I really don't know what you're going to do."

Yang Moyan walked over, and the two exchanged.

Regarding Ye Jin's words, the first time he sat down, he casually raised his eyes and responded, "I see you are too much of a hindrance."

In fact, it meant something, but the young master didn't see it.

Even after the other party said this sentence, he pointed at himself with a black question mark on his face.

he?
in the way? ?
Hey, Young Master Yang, you sit in front of me, am I still in your way? ?

This kind of reason is simply to hell!
But the person who said this reason is still so serious, and couldn't be more indifferent.

Ye Jin suddenly regretted it.

What kind of seat should I change to?
There was no thank you for changing, and I was stunned.

This is really...

Ye Jin's heart can be said to be quite complicated.

It's just that as the ultimate culprit of all these things, he has already sat upright, looking at the blackboard with his deep eyes.

It's just that the peripheral vision is not on someone all the time...
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The official class bell finally rang.

Ye Jin also took the temporary seat.

And for a certain teacher, when he stepped into the door of the classroom belonging to the second and third grades of high school, the expression on his face was very wonderful.

(End of this chapter)