Drifting Towards You

Si Mocheng's eyes darkened for a few minutes, and he leaned slightly closer to her: "Then how are you going to be responsible to me?"

The warm breath was scattered on her face, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, avoiding his gaze. Weng Qi said, "It's just...like sauce."

Si Mocheng didn't say a word, only that the faint sweet smell of her body got into his nose.

He squinted at her for a while, and said in a low voice, "I will go straight home in the afternoon."

"Why?" Li Xiaoxiao spoke subconsciously, looking at her puzzled.

Si Mocheng said lightly: "Do something that makes you ashamed."

Li Xiaoxiao's ears turned red, from her small face to her neck, they were pink.

"You, you..." Li Xiaoxiao stammered, his eyes dodge a little, and he didn't dare to look at him at all.

Simocheng seemed to be addicted to her, and whispered in her ear: "Although I am not Monkey King, I have a baby that can grow bigger and smaller."

Li Xiaoxiao's curiosity was immediately aroused by him, licked her small mouth, and asked with wide-eyed eyes: "What baby?"

Si Mocheng's gaze swept across her rosy little mouth, his eyes darkened a bit, and he slowly said, "Go home and show it to you."

"Why go home?" Li Xiaoxiao puzzled.

"inconvenient."

"Why inconvenient?"

Li Xiaoxiao insisted on exerting his eagerness to ask questions and ask if he didn't understand.

Si Mocheng just watched her without speaking, his eyes became more meaningful.

Li Xiaoxiao reacted for a few seconds, and suddenly thought of something, and suddenly stood up from the chair, "you, you, you...you said..."

At this time, the teacher has already started to teach.

Rigorous The last row suddenly stood up and a well-behaved girl pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose and said: "The female student in the last row, what's the problem?"

Only then did Li Xiaoxiao come back to his senses and hesitated, "No... I am... a special worship teacher!"

Li Xiaoxiao held back for a long time, finally suffocating a lame excuse.

Li Xiaoxiao even believed in the excuse.

He nodded earnestly, and looked at the teacher on the podium with a pair of bright black eyes, full of admiration.

The teacher is the mountain, the teacher is the sea, the teacher is the hardworking gardener, the burning red candle.

Well, the teacher is great, she admires the teacher!

The teacher on the podium is a woman in her fifties, and the years have left a lot of marks on her body, but the bookish temperament and the wisdom of her eyes are always hard to ignore.

Accompanied by the laughter of the students around, the teacher also smiled and said warmly: "Since you admire me so much, remember not to sit in the last row next time."

"Okay, sit down."

Li Xiaoxiao took a seat in a sigh of relief, then turned his head and gave Si Mocheng a full look.

Si Mocheng didn't say anything, his eyes fell deeply on her, but he regretted that he just teased her like that.

It wasn't because the teacher named her name, but the girl didn't even know how cute she was.

Only for a while, he was fully aware of the gazes of many boys who turned their heads to look at them, full of liking.

The teacher had already started to lecture, and Tang Ziyan and her friends walked in through the back door until they had been speaking for a few minutes.

The teacher has taken it off, after all, this is a university, no one will force you to read and study all day long.

Before Tang Ziyan came in, she saw Simocheng's back at the back door.

There is an unusual temperament in him, which is different from everyone.

Even if he speaks very little, it is hard to ignore, and he will always be seen in the crowd.