I'm a good man [quick wear]

Hearing this, Zhang Yuxin glanced at Ji Yang quickly, panicked, his face turned blue and white, and he choked out, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"puff."

"The school girl is a little pepper."

"interesting."

"Is it possible that Zhang Yuxin is interested in the monitor?"

…

For a time, there were a lot of whistles in the classroom, and jokes kept coming.

"Monitor, class time is almost here, I just want to..." Zhang Yuxin's heart was completely confused, and she was afraid that Ji Yang would misunderstand, so she forced herself to explain.

"This is your self-study period." Yang Ying said and looked over, "I just saw the class schedule, and it says self-study on it, right?"

Ji Yang glanced over lightly and said in a cold voice, "Go back!"

Yang Ying pursed her lips.

Such a dull temperament.

She was a partial student, as if she had a seductive power. She really didn't want to admit defeat, so she spread out her exercises and sat next to him.

His back was straight and he was still holding a pen.

For a moment, the atmosphere became a bit mysterious.

Zhang Yuxin couldn't keep it off her face, but she knew that Yang Ying was not someone to be trifled with, and she would definitely not be able to trick her into talking nonsense.

Zhou Di came back from the toilet at this time. When he saw Yang Ying, he was a little stunned and raised a smile, "Hey, the elementary school girl is here?"

"Hello, senior." Yang Ying called politely.

"Okay." Zhou Di's eyes flickered between the two of them, but his deskmate still had an expressionless face.

"Senior, I would like to ask Senior Ji some questions. Can I sit here?" Yang Ying pointed to the seat where she was sitting, clasped her hands and looked at him.

"Cough." Zhou Di clenched his hand into a fist, put it on his hand and coughed lightly, then leaned over and lowered his voice, "Isn't this bad? We're in the classroom."

How bad is the impact?

"Ask a question." Yang Ying also emphasized, her voice was small, "Senior Zhou, please."

When she asked for help, she was very flattering and her attitude was very low.

Zhou Di coughed again, touched the back of his head and turned around, not daring to look at Ji Yang. "It's very boring today, Zhang Xu, is Cheng Qiang not here? I'll sit by the window and enjoy the breeze."

Forget it, I'm a soft-spoken person, but who told my school girl that the soup she bought for lunch was delicious?

At this time, Yang Ying sat down openly, raised her head, looked at Ji Yang, and said softly, "Senior, your eyelashes are so thick and long, so pretty."

Ji Yang: "..."

His little girl's wanton and reckless temperament has not changed at all, she is passionate and innocent.

"The fingers are pretty, too." Yang Ying moved her gaze and landed on his well-jointed hands with admiration.

"..."

"Senior, where is your school uniform? I'll take it back and sew it up for you." She looked at him, her eyes bright and clear.

Ji Yang didn't reply, he stood up and walked out.

Everyone in the class burst into laughter again. The Flower of the High Mountain is very difficult to deal with.

"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Yang Ying also stood up, snorted angrily, almost stamped her feet, and chased Ji Yang out.

That look made the top students in the classroom laugh even louder.

Junior Pepper Little Pepper has quite a temper, but this makes her look more cute and interesting. It is simply the spice to their boring life.

Yang Ying almost lost Ji Yang, trotted forward, and continued to follow behind, "Where are you going, senior?"

"Aren't you going to study by yourself?"

Just as he was talking, the person in front of him suddenly stopped, and with a "bang", she mounted his strong back.

She walked so fast that it hurt.

"Are you going to the men's room too?" Ji Yang glanced down at her with sarcasm in his eyes.

"I can go to the women's room and then come out and wait for you." Yang Ying smiled brightly, her big eyes shining brightly.

Ji Yang ignored her, walked forward, and turned into the toilet.

When she came out, Yang Ying was really waiting outside. She leaned against the wall, lowered her head and looked at her toes. She was well-behaved and quiet, always smiling, smart and reckless.

It seems that he doesn't take everything seriously, has nothing he cares about, and doesn't even know what he is doing.

Live heartlessly.

Only he knows how Yang Ying will do her best to protect her when she cares about her. She is like a ship drifting on the sea, aimless and nowhere to go.

One is flamboyant and the other is reserved and cold, but they actually complement each other in temperament.

In the previous life, it was her passion that moved him. There was love, but it would be more appropriate to say it was the spice of life. There were too many things in her that he did not have.

It can even be said that it is something that has been deprived of.

Yang Ying loves him, and he loves her too, but companionship creates more dependence factors. In fact, he loves herself the most.

"Are all seniors so cold and indifferent?" Yang Ying approached him again and asked, tilting her head to look at him.

Ji Yang stopped and looked straight at her. His eyes were cold and emotionless. He rarely said another word, "Don't conquer me for the sake of showing off."

Yang Ying's face stiffened.

The confession was made on a whim, but later she felt that Ji Yang was handsome, she felt comfortable when she was close to him, and she liked him very much. In fact, she didn't know what her purpose was.

She had forgotten.

"Don't embarrass yourself too much." Ji Yang said this and walked away.

In the previous life, embarrassment was real, and Yang Ying even became the target of ridicule, because he had always been merciless, so he could never embarrass her.

He could even throw the gift that Yang Ying had given him in front of her face, but he still felt his hands were dirty and told her to get away.

He could call her shameless and mean.

When she stopped looking for her, he gave her a little favor, just like summoning a dog, and promised to fall in love with her on the condition that he concealed the love affair.

During the irritable days, her enthusiasm and quirkiness were like a beam of light, illuminating his world, giving him comfort and encouragement, accompanying him through dark periods one after another, and letting him do whatever he wanted.