Chapter 1680: Can I roll over and kiss you (3)

A boy is stepping in.
The system's prompt tone also sounds in an instant.
- Even if the host itself can recognize the identity of the other party. But the Lord God is in a bad mood, the system can't wait to follow the head of the host and the debris, let them kiss the place to get married and go to bed.
It said: "This is your little cute."
Yu Chu was shocked by the long-lost system prompts, and his eyes swept through the boys who came in.
Very beautiful boy.
The black hair is shredded, covering the white tip of the ear, it is very clean and beautiful, but it looks like it is a type that is not easy to provoke. The eyes were dark and dark, the temperament was clear and cold, and the button on the neckline was free to open, revealing a thin clavicle with a thin line.
Fu Yu walked in, and went straight to his position, and looked up.
Most of the students sat, Zhou Lin standing in the first row was conspicuous, Fu Yu Shuguang swept through, and also saw the petite and clever study committee, holding the paper seems to be giving Zhou Lin a topic, temperament is beautiful.
Fu Yu’s dawn was only sweeping through the two people. Nothing to do, stop in front of his seat.
He took a chair and sat down, his long eyelashes covered his deep eyes, and he ignored the students next to him. He leaned back to the back of his chair and took a long, white finger on his face. Indifferent emotions.
This time, the class slowly recovered its voice.
However, because the schoolmaster seems to be sleeping, the conversation in the back row is reduced by decibels.
Yu Chu was also silent, and handed Zhou Lin’s paper back to him.
I have to start learning.

When she said, she turned and ignored him.
Zhou Lin felt a little funny at the moment.
I didn’t think that the character of this small study committee was quite interesting.
He took back his own paper and smiled sullenly. "Hey, would you like to take a look at your paper? I can see your paper and study it yourself."
Yu Chu said: "I have to do it myself."
It means rejection.
Zhou Lin was a little surprised. The paper was written on the paper, obviously it was already done.
So she is an excuse, not wanting to give him.
Zhou Lin didn't think that people were so ignorant of themselves. He originally thought that Zhong Chuchu, a prostitute who had never talked about love, would be blushing as long as she took the initiative.
In this way, the challenge of betting is a bit bigger.
But Zhou Lin’s interest is also a bit bigger.
He took the paper back and pushed the boys at the same table. They were afraid of arguing against the schoolmaster on the other side. They lowered their voices: "What about the answer? Show me."
Surprised at the same table: "Do you want to write homework?"
"No, I am studying the problem. Mom, the study committee is really not good to chase..." The boy muttered, "Let me repeat a question."
The same table smirked and laughed. "It’s just a dead brain, it’s only learning, what kind of fun girls are. The literary committee is not bad.

Zhou Lin smiled: "Is there a chest and a buttock? You are a wretched man... I like people's body."
There are many rumors in the boys, and the two said a few words, Zhou Lin buried himself to study the papers.
He still does not believe that he can't take a prostitute.
On the other hand, the teenager leaned back on the chair, slender fingers and took the book that was buckled on his face. The other hand’s white fingertips tapped on the table.
He was alone at the table, in the position near the window, very peaceful, no one bothered.