The bully thought he was wearing a book

Yi Huai immediately recognized that the "she" Qi Hangzhi mentioned was Fang Niannian.

He hesitated for a moment, and felt that he really couldn't get past this time, so he said seriously: "You first promise me that you won't be angry after hearing this."

Qi Hang turned his face to look at him: "Am I so stingy in your eyes?"

"Don't go looking for her either, I think little girls have a thin skin." Yi Huai said again.

Qi Hang raised his eyebrows straight up: "You are very considerate for her."

Yi Huai took it for granted: "Otherwise, I'm still your relative, I don't dare to offend, otherwise..."

He stopped suddenly at this point.

Originally, he wanted to say otherwise and she would tell your family what to do, but this assumption is too heavy, and just thinking about it already makes people feel depressing.

If the teacher and parents found out about his direct relationship with Qi Hang one day, what should we do? Break up.

"Otherwise what?" Qi Hang asked directly.

Yi Huai changed his words: "...or what if she doesn't recognize me in the future."

In the darkness, Qi Hangzhi's face softened a little, and his tone was a little more playful: "Are you worried about this now?"

After a pause, he said again, "Don't worry, I won't tell her."

Yi Huai's mind was very clear at the moment, and he reminded him: "You can't be angry either."

"Aren't you good at coaxing when you're angry?" Qi Hang wrote lightly.

Yi Huai choked for a moment, and finally confessed honestly: "She asked me if I could be her..."

He hesitated for a moment, and lowered his voice: "Boyfriend."

Yi Huai heard that Qi Hang hadn't spoken, turned his head and asked anxiously, "Are you not angry?"

Qi Hang sighed straight away, his eyes stopped on his face, and he pretended to be serious and said: "You don't look very good-looking, why are you so attractive."

Yi Huai is born to miss the point: "No, what's not good about it? And it's so dark in this room, your eyes have infrared function?"

Qi Hang said lazily "Oh": "Then come here and let me see clearly."

Yi Huai didn't realize that it was a trap, so he really got up from the bed and stood in front of Qi Hang, with one hand on his waist and the other pointing at his face: "Come on, come on, open your eyes and look at Huai. Brother, this one..."

Before he could think of the complimenting words behind him, Qi Hangzhi's suddenly stretched out hand hooked his waist and dragged him to the bed.

Caught off guard and losing his balance, Yi Huai subconsciously grabbed Qi Hangzhi's neck.

Qi Hang hugged his waist straightly, raised his head and pressed against his side neck and said softly: "You hug him so tightly, are you deliberately not wanting me to see clearly?"

Yi Huai swallowed: "No, let's be fair, am I the one who wants to hug you so tightly?"

Qi Hang straightened his posture, let Yi Huai sit on his lap, and then continued the original topic and asked him: "Then what did you say?"

"What else can I say?" Yi Huai felt that his current situation was very dangerous, "That must be rejection."

Qi Hang's fingertips gently slid across the delicate skin around Yi Huai's waist: "What's her reaction?"

Yi Huai shrank back as if afraid of itchiness: "Ask me if there is anyone I like."

Qi Hang said "hmm", "What did you say?"

Yi Huai paused, and muttered: "...can you stop asking what you know?"

"Puppy," Qi Hang held Yi Huai's earlobe in his mouth, and made a hoarse voice from his throat, "I want to hear it."

Yi Huai's fingers curled up, he supported Qi Hang's straight shoulders, breathless: "I said yes."

Qi Hang was only satisfied at this point, leaned into Yi Huai's neck and took a deep breath, rubbed his side waist: "Sleep here today."

As the final exam approached, the atmosphere in the class began to become tense again. Every morning when Yi Huai entered the classroom, he could see someone standing in front of the water dispenser making instant coffee. The bitter aroma wafted in the air, but the sleepiness still made people dizzy drowsy.

This morning was Wen He's Chinese self-study. Wen He stayed in the office to approve the homework. The class representative took everyone to recite the text together. he.

This is an excellent opportunity for Yi Huai to catch up on sleep. He opened the textbook and turned it upright in front of him, and he lay down on the table.

As he fell asleep, he let go of the book, and the textbook fell forward on Liao Zhengyi's back.

Liao Zhengyi was taken aback. After catching the language paper, he turned his head to look, and cursed "Fuck": "I thought the class teacher hit me with the book."

Feng Chen, who was sitting next to him, glanced at his desktop: "It's not that you are guilty of doing physics papers for self-study in Chinese."

"Why am I guilty?" Liao Zhengyi gave Yi Huai his chin. "This Chinese self-study has gone to dream of meeting Duke Zhou, so I don't feel guilty."

Yi Huai fell into a deep sleep this time, and didn't wake up until the end of self-study in the morning.

Recently, homework has been stressful, and it is really boring. Liao Zhengyi looked at the Chinese book in his hand, and thought of playing a prank. He put the book aside, squatted down quietly, and gave Yi Huai the desk. The pedals were removed.

The fifth middle school uses ergonomically adjustable tables and chairs, and the footrest is a long strip that can be disassembled. Yi Huai took it out and used it for fighting before.

Liao Zhengyi took out a wet towel and wiped the removed pedals, carefully stuffed them into Yi Huai's schoolbag, and hid the Chinese books that fell on him just now.

When Wen He entered the classroom, he really noticed Yi Huai who was sleeping obliviously. She walked over with her hands behind her back, stood next to Yi Huai and coughed heavily.

As expected, Yi Huai was woken up, stood up suddenly, looked to the left first, and saw an empty seat without Qi Hangzhi, then turned his head to the right, and met the expressionless Wen He.

Just after waking up, seeing the class teacher can definitely be listed as one of the scariest moments in high school, Yi Huai's brain went blank for a few seconds, and he felt like his heart was not beating.

"Sleep for a day of self-study, right?" Wen He asked blankly.

Yi Huai knew that it was useless for him to lie at the moment, so he nodded and admitted.

"You are honest," Wen He let out a cold snort and spread out his hands, "Give me the Chinese book, if you can recite the text, it's fine, if you can't recite the text, you can wait to recite it ten times before coming to the office to find me."

Yi Huai vaguely remembered that he seemed to have put his language documents on the table. He lowered his head and scanned his clean table in a daze, then bent down to dig through the hole in the table.

Liao Zhengyi suffocated laughter and reminded in a low voice: "Look at the schoolbag."

Although Yi Huai couldn't remember when he put the book back into the bag, he still picked up the bag and reached into it to feel it.

Suddenly his expression became very puzzled.

Then the whole class saw Yi Huai taking out a long pedal from his schoolbag.

After Wen He and Yi Huai stared wide-eyed for a few seconds, they subconsciously took two steps back: "What are you going to do?"