Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Putting the straw that almost fell out back into the bag, Qin Yan quickly walked into the classroom.

Finally touching the long-lost cold air, she closed her eyes comfortably.

After blowing for more than ten seconds, then opened his eyes, Qin Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Zuo Wang, you came so early." She returned to her seat, put the iced fruit tea she had carried all the way on his table, and waved it with her hand like a fan, "It's too hot, you can't drink it Milk, this is always okay, right?"

Thinking of his cold and indifferent character, the girl hurriedly added: "You helped me drive away the bad guys, so this is what I should do."

She almost brought out the kindness of dripping water as a spring of repayment.

Zuo Wang's eyebrows were slightly condensed, his eyes were full of indifference and alienation, just about to open his mouth to say something, he saw Qin Yan was attracted by the new chair he was sitting on.

"Who can change it for me..." She checked left and right and tried to move.

The bangs covered the fair forehead, and the beautiful eyebrows and two crimson lips were particularly eye-catching.

Qin Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and his bright and clear eyes reflected the sharp face of the young man, pure and charming, clean and attractive.

"It's very stable. No matter who changed it for me, he is a good person!" She said to herself with an extremely sincere tone.

[Di——The good person card has arrived, please pay attention to check it! 】

Xiao Jiu cooperates with the host and sends him a good person card.

When the eyes met, Zuo Hua's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he always felt that his actions had been seen through by the girl.

He quickly calmed down and looked dull.

How is it possible, just an illusion.

In Zuo Wang's prediction, after changing the chairs, he and Qin Yan would return to the bridge and return to the bridge, and they would not speak more than three sentences a day.

But for a week in a row, after class, she would go back and ask all kinds of questions tirelessly.

Zuo Wang undoubtedly answered every time:

"will not."

"don't know."

"Don't ask me!"

Over time, he thought that Qin Yan had forgotten his status as a scumbag, so he had to emphasize it again.

But she didn't care at all, instead she blocked all the way with a fallacy: "I've asked so many questions, and there's always one you know how to do, don't miss it!"

The look of her beaming and earnestly refuting made Zuo Wang almost want to pry open her celestial spirit cover, to see what strange things were in her mind.

Later, Zuo Wang was afraid of her.

On Monday, he rarely brought his textbooks.

The textbooks are similar to new books, every page is cleaner than a face, and there is no painting on it.

I don't know, I thought it was posted at the beginning of school recently.

In front of the blackboard, the geography teacher was talking endlessly against the sparse Mediterranean Sea, and the few black hairs were blown up by the fan, standing upright.

Zuo Fan's mind was in chaos, he only felt that he was listening to the scriptures and staring at the blackboard, and he was already in a trance before he knew it.

When he thought of the girl coming to ask about astronomical knowledge after class, the veins on his forehead twitched violently, forcing himself to concentrate and not to wander off in thought.

This excited the geography teacher on the podium, thinking that the lesson preparation was on point.

Even the boy who either sleeps or is in a daze is interested in class, which shows that his teaching ability has improved a lot!

Zuo spent the days like years in this class, and his eyes always glanced at the clock face on the wall from time to time.

Can't help it, can't bear it at all.

It turns out that taking classes seriously is a difficult challenge, which is far worse than when I was in junior high school.

Finally, the second the bell rang, he was relieved.