The scumbag at the same table gave me a cub

The weather was not good, and it rained lightly the next day. At first it was just a drizzle, but within a few minutes it became pouring rain.

Bursts of thunder accompanied by massive rain, it is obvious that today's bonfire party was a waste of time.

Sure enough, after a while, the head teacher informed everyone in the class group that today's party was cancelled, and that they would find another time to make arrangements.

And let everyone come to school to attend class, saying that the midterm exam is scheduled to be held next week.

His notice didn't have much effect, the rainy weather is the best time to sleep, many people chose not to see it directly, when Ye Tingqing arrived in the classroom, there were only a few sparse students.

He took a rough look and could count with two hands.

As soon as he sat down, Song Hanqing walked in unhurriedly, behind him was Wang Yueshui who was carrying breakfast.

"Why are you here so early?" Song Hanqing asked him as soon as he sat down.

"I just arrived too."

Following his words, Li Weiqing also entered the classroom with the textbook in her arms. She had quite a lot of things in her hand, not only an umbrella but also a bag of breakfast. In a row, one bumped into the corner of the desk without paying attention.

With a "bang", the book in his arms was knocked to the ground.

Ye Tingqing immediately got up and came over to help her tidy up. Seeing that her face was a little ugly, she asked her worriedly: "How is it? Do you want to go to the infirmary?" My waist hurts.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while." Li Weiqing was glad that he had added an extra dress today.

Seeing that she didn't care, Ye Tingqing didn't say much, and found a scattered drawing in his eyes. Although it was only the first line drawing and hadn't been trimmed and colored, it was not difficult to see that the artist was Have certain drawing skills.

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on one place, Li Weiqing realized that her little secret was almost discovered. In a hurry, she gathered up the scattered drawings and other books, and Ye Tingqing noticed something as she sorted it out. Zhang made him some familiar characters.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and seeing Li Weiqing's cheeks were flushed, his intention to ask questions faded away, and he just pretended not to find out about it in the end.

After the class bell rang, there were still a lot of vacancies in the classroom. The teacher saw that the staff was not full and almost didn’t give a lecture. He asked everyone to review their homework by themselves. The sky outside in the rainy weather looked a little dark, and it was a particularly suitable place for sleeping. weather.

Wang Yueshui in the front row had long since fallen asleep.

Ye Tingqing was also a little sleepy. In order to relieve the sleepy people chasing him, he went to the bathroom halfway, intending to wash his face to wake up from sleepiness, but he didn't want to hear faint noises in the bathroom before he walked in. Come some squabbling sounds.

He faintly heard the words "Little San is in the top position, the name is not right and the words are not right." He has no habit of eavesdropping on other people's privacy. Just as he was about to go to another floor, he heard a voice that sounded familiar to him.

"Your mother is a lunatic, and you are a lunatic too. Do you know what you are doing?"

These words were said in a state of anger, so the voice sounded a bit sharp, but Ye Tingqing could tell the identity of the other party at once.

——This is Jin Fengmian's voice.

Then there was another voice, the other party was much more cautious, as if deliberately lowering his voice, Ye Tingqing couldn't hear it very clearly, and couldn't even distinguish a complete sentence.

The earlier entanglement between him and Jin Fengmian had already been settled, so naturally there was no need to entangle, so he subconsciously turned around and left this place.

Waking up halfway from dozing off, Ye Ting swayed back slowly. As soon as he reached the corner, he saw Song Hanqing's figure. The other party was leaning half of his body against the wall, talking on the phone. When he saw his The figure quickly ended the call.

"Whose phone number?" Ye Tingqing asked him when he saw that his expression was not good.

"My grandpa." Song Han said softly, "The old man's birthday is coming soon, let me go back."

Ye Tingqing asked, "When?"

"After the midterm exam."

"Then when will you come back?" I don't know if it's because Uncle Song Hanqing knew about the two of them, but Ye Tingqing felt a little worried in his heart, thinking that Song Hanqing's return this time would not be smooth.

Song Hanqing saw that his brows were frowning, so he stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Ye Tingqing was a little worried, so he asked him, "You transferred to another school on your own initiative, will you be reprimanded by the elders when you go back this time?"

rebuke?

His so-called father would probably reprimand him a few words, but as far as he was concerned, it just went in one ear and out the other, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

On the contrary, his father's confidante would not miss this opportunity to mock him.

As for the uncle's family, they are nothing more than acting as spectators.

It was the old man and his aunt who made him a little troubled.

However, there is no need to mention these problems to worry Ye Tingqing, so he said with a normal expression: "No, my family doesn't care much about me."

Ye Tingqing was severely disciplined since he was a child, so he didn't think much about it at the moment, subconsciously felt that it was enviable to be uncontrolled, so he said enviously: "Wow, it's so cool to be so free. .”

Song Han gently pinched one side of his cheek and called him, "Little fool."

Ye Tingqing knocked off his hand, and angrily yelled at him, "You are the fool, you are dumber than me."

Song Hanqing saw that his eyes were flushed with anger, and he immediately thought of teasing him. He picked his chin with one hand and asked him, "Which thing am I stupider than you? It's because you are stupider than me." This man I don't know his vest until now, so I'm just stupid than him.

He saw through this man's vest right away.

Ye Ting gave him a squinting glance, and paused for a moment on the finger that lifted his chin out of the corner of his eye. The next second, he bit the man's fingertips when the man was not paying attention. Provocatively raised an eyebrow at Song Han.

The latter chuckled slightly at his childish behavior, "Delicious?" he asked.

"Screw up." Ye Tingqing held his fingers in his mouth, unable to speak at all, and his voice seemed a little vague.

Song Hanqing easily guessed his voice through his eyes. Seeing Ye Tingqing pushed his fingers away with some disgust, he pretended to be ignorant and said: "Ah, so you like to eat, then you can eat it." Eat more." While talking, he actually stuffed another finger into it unceremoniously.

His actions were not considered rude, but it still made Ye Tingqing's mouth feel a little uncomfortable, so Ye Tingqing bit hard a few times, his eyes were red with anger, but he found that there was nothing wrong with this man.

He had to scratch a few times after being bitten by a mosquito, and his sudden exertion didn't have any effect, so he immediately felt boring.

He took a step back and spat out Song Hanqing's fingers, only to find that there were not only deep tooth marks on the man's two knuckles, but also some blood oozing faintly from the edges.

"Are you a fool? You don't even know it hurts?" Seeing this man's expression of indifference, Ye Tingqing was inexplicably angry.

Song Han gently hugged his shoulders, pressed him on his shoulders and tried to comfort him, "It doesn't hurt, you know, I have rough skin and thick flesh."

Ye Tingqing was still angry, got up from his shoulder, and took a look at his fingertips, "It's bleeding, do you want to get a tetanus shot?"

"Pfft." Song Han smiled lightly.

"What are you laughing at? What am I talking about?" Ye Tingqing probably knew what the man was laughing at.

Song Han lightly comforted him a few times like smoothing hair on his back, and then said: "I'm not making fun of you, but I'm going to be laughed at by the doctors in the infirmary later."

Ye Tingqing snorted twice at this explanation, and said: "Then go outside and fight, anyway, I don't know anyone, so just make a joke."

"It really doesn't hurt." Song Hanqing said, "I know the fastest way, which can cure me in an instant."

"What method?" Ye Tingqing asked immediately, completely oblivious to the smirk on this man's face.

Song Hanqing's face immediately showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, and Ye Tingqing couldn't help asking: "What is the method? You mean it!"

"It's not that I won't say it." Song Han glanced at him lightly and said, "It's just that you will be angry if I tell you."

"I'm so mean in your heart?" Ye Tingqing was a little angry, he said: "You haven't said it yet, how do you know I will be angry?"

"Of course you are not stingy, but you will definitely not follow this method."

"Tell me, maybe I will follow you."

"Saliva has a strong antiseptic effect, you should be able to lick the wound." Song Han lightly fooled in a serious manner.

Ye Tingqing began to look at Song Hanqing, and he said, "Then you can lick it yourself, I don't need it."

"You bit the wound, of course your saliva is more effective." Song Hanqing straightened his back subconsciously when he saw him.

Ye Tingqing felt that this person was fooling him, so he immediately exposed him directly, his tone was very sure, he said: "I think you are talking nonsense."

Song Hanqing was embarrassed for a moment when the lie was discovered, but he was always thick-skinned and it only took a moment for him to make up for it in the next second: "No nonsense, these are all knowledge from books."

Ye Tingqing didn't want to chat with him in this corner, he said: "I think you're doing well, nothing happened, I'm going back to review and read."

"I have something to do, something to do." Song Hanqing heard that he was going to leave, and hurriedly said: "I feel that it hurts again and again at this moment, you really don't want to lick it for me?"

Ye Tingqing frowned, feeling a little troubled, but he insisted on himself and said, "No more."

Song Han sighed softly, and said with grievance: "Okay, you go, I deserve to be bitten." While speaking, his eyes switched back and forth between his fingers and Ye Tingqing's face.

Ye Ting pondered for a while with downcast eyes, then raised his eyes and glanced at the fingertips where the traces became more and more obvious, he pinched Song Hanqing's fingers in his hand, and brought them towards the edge of his mouth. The victim's heart beat wildly.

Is this really going to Tim?

I have some expectations in my heart!

However, in the next second, his expectations were instantly shattered.

Because, Ye Tingqing actually spit on his wound.

No, to be precise, it's two parties!