Chapter 250

The building has been built very high, but the heat is not as strong as before.

After all, it's just a rumor, no evidence.

532 floor: I heard Ji Cheng has a knife in his hand. You should be careful.

533: how do you know upstairs?

534 floor: the students in our class saw it. Really, I won't cheat you. He has a knife in his hand.

535 floor: the teaching director asked him to talk to him. I don't know where the Sun Tzu hid his knife. He didn't find it, but he did. You believe me!

536 floor: a transfer student so crazy?

Ji Cheng sleeps until noon after school. Chu Zheng sits in it. If he doesn't get up, she can't go out.

Chu Zheng ponders, steps on the chair to jump out.

Perfect landing.

This little problem, can I?

Yu Yue stood at the front door of the classroom with her little attendant, staring at her with bad eyes.

Chu Zheng leaves through the back door, completely ignoring.

The afternoon class is a bit boring, Chu Zheng is holding her chin, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Jicheng, lying on the table, finally moved.

White cheek, because sleep, press out a slight blush, white through red, delicate as jade, give people the feeling is very sweet and delicious.

His head was still against his arm, and his other hand gently rubbed his eyes.

The eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the blurred fundus gradually became clear.

His face is facing Chu Zheng, and his focus is on Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng is staring at him, the bottom of his eyes is clear and cold, can not see half of the ups and downs of the ripples.

What does that look mean

Anyway, Jicheng doesn't understand.

She doesn't look at the blackboard. What does she do?

Ji Cheng frowned and looked away.

What she does has something to do with herself.

He raised his head to look at the platform, and then he did not care to lie down, originally with a red cheek slowly returned to normal, but gradually some white.

Jicheng buried his face in his arms.

I was stabbed in the arm.

Ji Cheng raised his eyes and found that he was stabbing himself with a pen. The owner of the pen was his deskmate.

Chu Zheng handed him a box of cake from below.

Ji Cheng looks at her suspiciously.

"Are you not hungry?" Chu Zheng lowered her voice.

Ji Cheng's hands on his stomach slightly grasped the clothes.

The stomach is hurting badly.

Hungry.

His movements are already very hidden.

She just casually asked, or found that

However, according to his brief relationship with this table mate, she did not have the habit of storing snacks - at least he had never seen food on her seat before.

"Thank you."

Ji Cheng takes the cake and thanks in a low voice.

He didn't want to go into the table.

"I'll be in trouble if you starve to death, classmate." Good card. Is this masochistic?

Jicheng: "it's just

I was just wondering. Now I'm sure she knows she's hungry.

He was really hungry.

Jicheng took a breath and took out the box of cakes.

The packaging of the box is very delicate, not like school things, the sweet smell of the cake, in the moment the box opened.

Inside, there are small cakes, one by one.

He put one into his mouth. Although it was small, it was still a little bigger.

The young man's cheek is stuffed, looks like a small hamster, very cute.

The sweet, greasy, fragrant and soft cake is scattered in the mouth, which makes the young look relaxed.

Chu Zheng poked the table mate in front of him.

Looking back at the front desk blankly, she was a little afraid of the cold eyes of SHANGCHU Zheng. She did not dare to speak. She could only express her doubts with her expression.

Chu Zheng handed him a piece of money and pointed to the milk in his desk.

The front table quickly handed her the milk and waved her hand.

Chu Zheng rubbed the money twice and threw it to his desk.

Chu Zheng hands the milk to Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng lowered his head and didn't notice the communication between Chu Zheng and the front table. Looking at the milk handed over, he was stunned and looked at her with his cheeks bulging.

The latter sees him not to answer, cold small face throws directly into his bosom.

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after eating, Ji Cheng felt better in his stomach. He lay down on the table, took out a piece of writing, and pushed it to Chu Zheng.

Is your injury OK?

I'm not hurt!

Nonsense.

Who's hurt!

Who's hurt!!

She's not as weak as a good card!

She's fine!

When Chu Zheng looks at him, Ji Cheng feels that his eyes are very cold, like the snow in winter, which can submerge him.——I'll give you how much.

No.

Although Chu Zheng said no, Ji Cheng still pushed the money to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng: "it's Am I the one who is short of this money?!

Ji Cheng's attitude is resolute. Chu Zheng frowns and puts it directly into his coat.

Ji Cheng subconsciously pulls her hand.

Chu Zheng's fingertips have touched the cold in his coat.

Ji Cheng looked at her, took her hand out, pulled down the coat, but also did not give her the money.

Ji Cheng looks calm will pass on the paper with the book pressure, no reply.

At the end of the class, the teacher left his homework, and Chu Zheng suddenly came over: "classmate, can you write?"

The young body exudes the milk fragrance of the mixture of cake and milk, which is particularly pleasant, sweet and delicious, and makes people want to take a bite.

Ji Cheng didn't expect that Chu Zheng would suddenly get so close and hold her breath.

He could feel her faint breath, the subtle wind swept through her chin, and the whole person was frozen in place.

Under the gaze of Chu Zheng, Ji Cheng shook his head honestly.

"I can't write."

"What do you want?" I can't even write an assignment.

Chu Zheng murmured and sat back, but she said it in a low voice, and Jicheng didn't hear it clearly.

Jicheng is a scum.

Chu Zheng thought of this, very desperate.

Who helps me with my homework?

His eyes fell on the table.

The front table suddenly felt cold on the back of his spine, and his arms were covered with goose bumps. He rubbed his arms. It's not cold today

Chu Zheng took a pen against the back of the front desk: "help me write down my homework."

The front table suddenly became stiff, like a robot, and turned back with difficulty: " Can I copy it for you

"Write it for me." At the beginning of the Zheng, there is a stress.

“…… Well Good, good. " I dare not refuse at all.

Oh, my God!

I always think that Xu Chu Zheng has become so terrible.

Is this the legend of not dying in silence, but breaking out in silence?

Fortunately, I haven't dealt with her before

Woo hoo, he wants to change seats!!

Ji Cheng looks at the beginning Zheng and the front table completes the dark transaction, slightly purses the lower lip.

The bottom of my heart is a little uncomfortable.

But I don't know what I'm upset about.

She asked others to do her homework. That's her business. What does it have to do with herself?

After school in the afternoon, Ji Cheng did not leave his position. After Chu Zheng went out, she brought him a cup of milk tea.

Milk tea is warm. It's just right to drink it in this not too hot weather.

In addition, his stomach was not very comfortable before, and he could not drink too cold. This temperature is the most suitable.

Ji Cheng is really do not understand, she is deliberately bought warm, it is just a coincidence.

But

The whole table is full of milk tea.

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