Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

But it's not up to the teacher to sit in that seat for long.

Although the Prince of the Qin family has a really good learning record and is excellent in all aspects, it is also true that his cold personality does not like contact with people.

Their high school is ranked first in all aspects of the country, so Haicheng is such a golden place, children from all large families will also go to school here. It is not surprising that they have seen many famous doors, but like the Qin family of one of the four big families of Haicheng, of course they cannot be treated like other famous doors, after all, rich people are not of one level.

Qin Shiting's IQ is very high. In fact, besides his low profile indifference and poor contact, there is nothing wrong with him. Looking at his grades, he doesn't like to be disturbed by one more person around him. The school also acquiesced, so he hasn't been forced to fill him with a table for three years.

At this time of the day, the singing was very courageous. Even Qin Shiting, a senior, did not know. He rushed to sit beside him.

By the time she returned to the classroom, the next lesson had begun. It was history class, and the senior year 6 was science class. History class was naturally relaxed and amounted to self-study class. She greeted the teacher politely and returned to her seat.

His male theological superior divine table was writing a physical roll with his head down, and a few minutes later he picked up a bottle of mineral water and took a sip.

Seeing his action while drinking water, he saw his throat roll slightly as he swallowed the water. He couldn't help but swallow the song. From her point of view, he could only see his side face. This Qin classmate really wasn't much of a lover. His face wouldn't go any further in her direction. He had been doing his own thing all along. There was no feeling at all about coming out such a large living person beside him.

But that's okay, at least I shouldn't have kicked her out of this seat...

The class director said that his personality was too cold to like contact with people. When he recited the song, he said that it had nothing to do with her. She did not provoke him, just sit beside him every day and look at him a few more times. He is so handsome and can tolerate anything.

Transfer students are actually a painful process, and they are still a year younger than the students in this class. After class, other women go out to the bathroom with each other. Boys sit shoulder to shoulder to shoulder talking about games, playing ball, and where to go after school. Singing is not something to do.

The only thing she did was sit in her seat and admire the face of the male god.

Qin Shiting hasn't seen her since, got up after class for a while, I don't know whether to go to the toilet or what to do in the teacher's office. Anyway, when she came back, she looked calm and couldn't see anything, which should be that she didn't go to the teacher to ask for a change of seat.

When he sat down again, his singing eyes quietly moved from the pen he had on his desk to his face.

When he wasn't there, she was looking at his pen, a pure black pen. When he wrote the physical roll with this pen, the handwriting was beautiful. She kept probing and looking, but when people came back, it must be up to them now.

Before class, she put her body slightly in his direction and lowered her voice and said, "You couldn't wash that shirt last time, could you? Are you sure you don't want me to compensate...? ”

Qin Shiting didn't even look at her and didn't answer a word.

At this time, the ringtone of the classroom rings, while reading the song, quickly pack up the book on her desk, take out the book, only at this time blow in the window next to her, a cool breeze, it is not cold, after all, just fall, but the roll still empty on her desk suddenly flew, directly from Qin Shiting, and then landed at his feet, that is, on the aisle floor next to his desk.

Now that she's in class, she can't stand up to pick it up, knowing that he doesn't want to take care of himself, but the paper is to be handed over in the afternoon of self-study, in case someone else steps on it or loses it, it's over.

She went with her scalp and poked her finger in his arm: “Um... my roll... can you pick it up for me? ”

Qin Shiting didn't act as if he didn't hear.

When I read the song, I had to scratch his cuffs. “Do me a favor. My roll is over there. If someone steps on it, I can't write it. ”

Still inactive, and not even impatient enough to take your arms back from the table.

I couldn't read the song. I watched him for a while. I really couldn't even look at him. The teacher in this class was already lecturing me. She couldn't make too much noise. I had to turn around and show a big smile to the fellow student at the back table of Qin Shiting and whisper: “Classmate, can you pick up the roll for me? Please! ”

The boy at the back table was a tall and strong fat man, but even if he could not squeeze him into a position, he would never dare to push the table forward to Qin Shiting. This little fat man usually sat here behind him. Few girls would talk to him. Suddenly the new beautiful girl asked him to smile like this. The little fat man instantly blushed, and quickly bent down to help her pick up the roll in front and hand it to her.

“Thank you.” Other than this iceberg product beside her, other classmates were a little affectionate.

But who's the handsome Qin Shiting? Long and handsome is enough. It's not easy to touch it. It's also nice to be a statue with her every day.

“No, you're welcome.” The little fat man kowtowed red-handedly and said: “My name... is Haoshu. ”

When I read the song and took the roll, I glanced at Hao Shu's club with a bright eye: "How shy? ”

Fatty's table was a very naughty, unspeakable girl, and suddenly she smiled and whispered, “You guessed his nickname so quickly? ”

The little fat man is so shy and his eyes dripping shyly. Although he is long and fat, the five officials are actually very nice. If he loses weight and fitness well, he may be a handsome man in the future.

“I'll read a song when I call, so I'll take care of it later.” As he read the song, he took two bottles of yogurt out of his bag, gave one bottle to Hao Xiu Agency at the back table and Zhao Xiaoqing at his table, and quickly turned back before the teacher discovered their little action, putting the roll back in the desk.

Although Qin Shiting ignored her and did not pick up the roll for her, but she heard that the fat man in the back couldn't help but open the yogurt and drank it sneakingly. She was really unrecognizable and insulted herself with shallow skin, but she really pressed the compromise on his face and took out another bottle. She quietly looked beside her eyes to see the man with the fingers, handed the yogurt over under the desk and gently touched him on his arm: “Would you like to drink it? ”

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(Ask, Qin Leng cold how to chase ~)