Saving the Tragic Adonis

Yin Mingzheng was a little dazed, but after a while, he regained his senses, returned the phone to Shu Ning uncomfortably, snorted softly, and turned his head away.

The last time I wronged you, you didn't say to forgive me, and you didn't say it this time. Can you forgive me? the boy next to him continued to ask.

Yin Mingzheng was a little nervous, raised his head pretending to be indifferent, stared at the boy and said, Are you annoying?

Then forgive me.

The boy dyed his blond hair and seemed to want to imitate him, so he was invited to the office. Later, I vaguely heard that he said directly to the head teacher in the office that dyed hair does not mean a bad student.

Honestly, it was a surprise.

He has a good appearance, his eyes are bright, and he looks like a little sun when he is dyed blond.

Laughing can burn people's eyes.

Yin Mingzheng turned his head, Why should I forgive you?

The boy stopped talking.

After a while, he secretly put a carton of milk on his desk, It's all classmates, don't be so serious, I apologize.

Yin Mingzheng frowned, he was annoyed by such words, as if he didn't know the similarity.

It was obviously a stupid boy who was instigated to trouble him, as if he should be forgiven if he apologized, and it was his fault if he didn't forgive.

Why?

He threw the milk on the other side's desk and looked down at the book.

The milk rolled off the desk and fell to the ground. He heard the sound of the other side's desk and chair moving. After a while, the milk was picked up.

Okay, you don't have to forgive me. The man said, This box of milk is our absolute token. If you don't want to be friends with me or talk to me, just drink this box of milk. I say……

beep beep

Yin Mingzheng took the milk in his hand, Gululu finished drinking it, pinched off the carton, and signaled that Shu Ning had finished drinking the milk before throwing the carton into a nearby trash can.

Shu Ning observed him for a moment, then grinned, I understand.

Yin Mingzheng snorted lightly, lowered his head and continued to read.

In fact, he didn't really see it, but he didn't know how to sit while sitting. His mobile phone is a machine that Zhou Juan does not use, the screen is broken, the memory is very small, and he did not buy a sex package, because it is too expensive... so that he does not play mobile games, and he is too lazy to read mobile web pages.

It's gone, but the eyes of the same table have been falling on him.

Yin Mingzheng pretended not to see it, but his gaze was too hot to ignore.

Yin Mingzheng turned his head unbearably, and the tablemate quickly looked back.

Yin Mingzheng had a bad seizure, so he lowered his head and continued to read.

There was a click next to him, and Yin Mingzheng turned his head to capture the picture of his deskmate quickly retracting his phone.

What are you talking about? Yin Mingzheng asked in surprise.

The tablemate said nervously, It's nothing.

Yin Mingzheng was incomprehensible, Are you taking pictures of me secretly?

His voice was a bit loud because of the shock, and everyone around looked over.

Shu Ning was embarrassed.

Yin Mingzheng said: Deleted.

Shu Ning, like a erring elementary school student, handed him the phone slowly, his eyes dodging, a bit of embarrassment, fear, and shyness hidden in it.

The moment Yin Mingzheng got the phone, he suddenly had a subtle feeling of being in control of this person. That feeling was different from liking and not hating. It was as if Shu Ning was in his palm, and he could do whatever he wanted to him. dare not resist.

Total control.

Putting those strange thoughts aside for a moment, Yin Mingzheng opened Shu Ning's photo album, and there was indeed a photo of him in it.

With his face turned sideways, his lines are clean and clear, like a prince on a campus.

He didn't know how he looked like from other people's perspectives.

Yin Mingzheng sneered, deleted the photo, and sneered coldly: You actually took my photo, are you really gay?

Chapter 11

Shu Ning took a deep breath, this, this...

No, no... The misunderstanding broke out.

Then why did you shoot me secretly?

Shu Ning picked up the phone and looked around. Facing the pair of exploratory eyes, Rao was the soul of an adult, and he also had the urge to dig into the cracks in the ground.

Omg.

Why did you forget to turn off the sound when you were shooting?

so stupid!

Fortunately, Shu Ning's mind turned faster and calmly said: Handsome classmate, my sister asked me to take a photo of you. Your photo is very popular now.

Yin Mingzheng hates him more and more, is this person shameless?

First, he dyed his hair, followed his leg shaking, and provoked him face to face. Later, he joined other people to learn how to shake his legs and laugh at him.

Candid shooting now!

Yin Mingzheng had nowhere to express his anger, and kicked Shu Ning's chair, causing Shu Ning to fall to the ground by surprise.

The people around took a deep breath.

Cheng Xiaoyu hurriedly stood up and said, Don't fight! Don't fight!

Seeing Cheng Xiaoyu, Yin Mingzheng thought that she had given buns and cakes when he couldn't afford lunch before, so he took a deep breath and pushed the stool away.

I have to give Cheng Xiaoyu face.

He took a deep breath in the corridor, and managed to suppress the nausea in his heart.

If Cheng Xiaoyu hadn't stopped him, he would have beaten Shu Ning just now.

Shu Ning really didn't expect Yin Mingzheng to do it, and he fell to the ground without any preparation.

, the head humming on the ground.

His thigh was slashed by the corner of the upturned chair, just touching the Ma Jing, causing him to bark in pain.