Chapter 135: School grass boyfriend is a ghost (7)

When sitting in the classroom, Yu Chu is expressionless.
Everyone was cheated by the bear child. Although this school grass has a beautiful face, most of the time it is cool and handsome, and occasionally soft like a child...
but!
His heart is nothing, ratio, yellow, and violence!
I remembered that he looked at himself straight away, with a smile in his voice, slowly describing what he wanted to do... The metaphysical roots could not help but red.
In the memory of the original Lord, the school grass season is not the case.
The most profound of the original main impressions was that during the morning exercise, a group of boys were moving inconsistently on the playground. Only the slender teenagers stood lazily outside the team, shrunk in the pockets of their clothes, faint, careless. It is clear and cold.
The cultural and sports committee member in his class is a girl, and he will always hand over the task of monitoring morning exercises.
Only in this way, every morning, there is an excuse for dialogue, in exchange for a teenager’s embarrassment, and lazily said it.
In the impression of the girls, Ji Chen is not too cold. Teenagers sometimes laugh, and beautiful eyebrows are young and friendly. But he is very difficult to get close.
It's hard to be difficult. He has no friends at all.
From these piecemeal memories, it is a heart-rending white boy who is pieced together. It is not an invincible hooligan of inner yellow violent.
Yu Chu thought without expression.
This week just happened to catch up with the re-arrangement, and Jichen was sitting lazily on the seat next to her.
The passing people felt inexplicably cool for a while, the body was one step faster than the brain, and it was subconsciously avoided.
After the class was seated, Yu Chu sat in the middle of the position, and the vacancy around him was very eye-catching.
The class teacher looked around for a week, and some strangely pointed to the students in the back. "Zhou Yang, aren't you a bad eye? There is a seat here, Lin Ying, what are you doing after you sit behind, can you stop it in front? Who are you coming over? , sit in front."
The students who were named were all shrinking their heads. "Nothing, teacher, it’s good to sit here."
"...well." The class teacher looked at the students with a strange look, and eventually nodded.
Yu Chu is empty.
She glanced at the seat around her, and the young boy with a smile on the desk was a little helpless.
She took the sticky note from the drawer and wrote it on the note: this is not good, so the sitting is too conspicuous.
The teenager sat up, the black broken hair covered half of the eyebrows, and the voice was lazy: "Where is not good, I feel very good. Do you want to be with others?"
His dark and beautiful eyes stared at her, the thin lips and smiles, but under the exquisite and beautiful smile, Yu Chu clearly saw the threat.
She shook her head wisely and wrote on paper: I didn't want to be at the same table, it was good to sit with you.
The teenager smiled with satisfaction. The more white face in the sun was close, the tip of the eyelashes was light gold, and he sighed behind her ear: "Talk to me."
The class teacher is talking about what is on the stage. It is a common motivational message in the third year of high school. The class is silent. How can Yu Yu speak at this time?
Her eyes looked at the front, and the hand gently twisted the waist of the season under the table, indicating no trouble.
The people around me laughed.
He got entangled, and the long, white-shouldered hand looped over her waist, her thin lips licking her face, her lips covered her earlobe, and the white teeth were gently ground.
Yu Chu was stiff and his eyelashes shook.
……This guy!