Chapter 542: A sick beauty dressed as a campus essay (45)

The English teacher didn't know where to get a small blackboard to come over and list out the main points of the competition one by one.
Fu Yue listened earnestly, staring straight ahead, nodding from time to time.
As for the teenager next to her.
Gu Yanyuan was looking at Fu Yue, staring at her soft profile without blinking, her beautiful eyes blatantly.
She looked at the blackboard.
He is looking at her.
Fu Yue: "..."
She was not blind again, and naturally felt the look in the eyes of someone next to Chi Guoguo.
Gu Yanyuan suddenly lowered his head slowly and moved in Fu Yue's direction. Finally, his head gently leaned on her shoulder.
Fu Yue: "???"
What is this guy doing?
The two of them are sitting in the corners, at the back, generally speaking, as long as no student looks back, they will not notice them.
In short, this is a good place to do bad things.
Fu Yue tentatively pushed Gu Yanyuan's head, and moved in the opposite direction.
The temperature the fingertip touches.
It's hot.
Fu Yue was stunned for a moment, she withdrew her hand like an electric shock, her eyes drooped in a daze, staring at Gu Yanyuan with some complexity.
Have a fever?
After about a few minutes, Gu Yanyuan sat up straight by himself, and he said apologetic lightly.
Slightly hoarse voice.
Fu Yue couldn't help but shifted his gaze to Gu Yanyuan's face.
He looked a little sleepy.
The curled eyelashes were placed on the eyelids, and the eyelids could hardly be opened. The pale complexion at this moment was almost transparent, pale and fragile as paper.
The meeting will be over soon.
The English teacher waved his hand to signal everyone to disband and return to their rooms to have a good rest and prepare for the competition tomorrow.
Fu Yue stood up first, and Gu Yanyuan also stood up with her.
Take the elevator to the tenth floor.
Gu Yanyuan has been walking beside Fu Yue unhurriedly, and the two of them are extremely calm, until they are almost at the door of the room
The boy fell off guard.
Fortunately, Fu Yue quickly grabbed him with quick eyes and hands, and Gu Yanyuan didn't fall straight down.
Because this world has the shell of a sick beauty, Fu Yue's strength is not strong, and Gu Yanyuan is about 1.8 meters tall and heavier, she can't hold this guy at all.
He was tossed and sat on the ground.
Fu Yue was a little confused: "..."
Gu Yanyuan's feet were soft and he fell halfway down until he sat on the ground, leaning his back against the cold wall, slowly raising his dim eyes, looking at Fu Yue Youyou Road.
"I seem to have a fever."
"feeling bad."
Gu Yanyuan was already a little unconscious, his brain hurt as if it exploded. At this time, he could almost hear a faint buzzing sound, and his lips were slightly pale.
I got caught in the rain and didn't take a shower in time.
Gu Yanyuan's physique is not that good, it is easy to catch a cold or something.
Quite squeamish.
Fu Yue poked his shoulder and pointed at the room only a few steps away, "I will help you in."
Gu Yanyuan tilted his head, "No."
A series of question marks on Fu Yue's forehead: "???"
What the hell?
Fu Yue: "Then what do you want to do?"
Gu Yanyuan: "I want to tear flowers."
Fu Yue: "???"
What kind of is this neurosis?
At this time, Fu Yue still didn't know that Gu Yanyuan's so-called tearing flowers were not tearing flowers in the superficial sense.
Fu Yue retreated slowly.
Yes, she wants to run.
She can't serve this uncle.
Gu Yanyuan faintly raised his eyes, tilted his head and said cutely, "Are you going to leave me behind and run away?"
Fu Yue took a violent step and waved her hand hurriedly: "How is it possible?"
She laughed extremely hypocritically.