Chapter 808： The president is a voice control! twenty two

Then it seemed to be inattentive to divert his gaze, focusing on the teacher in front of the lecture, and the pen in his hand was unconsciously turned in his hand. "Next Monday afternoon, the school committee will organize a social survey. Going, have you received a notice?"

Chu Ci nodded, then yawned a little, and it was indeed that he was very sleepy listening to this lesson.

Qiao Sirui's eyes fell on Chu Ci's face again, and couldn't help but raised his hand to hit Chu Ci's head with a brain collapse.

Chu Ci's eyes widened slightly, looking at the guy in front of him, he whispered in pain, and then subconsciously looked towards the podium.

The teacher was still lecturing on it and didn’t notice this, and two of her three roommates next to her could not hold up and fell asleep in various positions. Only Zhang Feiyu, who was sitting on the outside, was most easily seen by the teacher. Struggling in half asleep and half awake.

I just got up from the bed, and I still have to take such a course early in the morning. This is not hypnosis. What is it?

The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly, and then raised his hand and poked the arm of the guy who had just flicked his brain out of dissatisfaction.

This guy looks extremely tall, and although he has a fierceness all over his body, this fierceness is more like the young master of your family, the kind of publicity and wildness of the young master of the capital, rather than the kind of hormones.

But when you really get started, you can clearly feel the muscles tangled under the clothes, hard, not at all like the appearance of the white young master from the outside, it is estimated that a punch can knock a person down. degree.

"Poke what?" Qiao Sirui had already retracted his hand. After going to university, this man who was serious about things such as former and non-professional courses and the like, casually threw the black carbon pen aside. I probably felt that it was a waste of time to memorize these things. I just leaned on the chair, raised his brows and lowered his eyes, watching Chu Ci's white tender little fingers poking his arm.

"Didn't you say that the gentleman speaks but doesn't move?" The little girl was bounced and looked so depressed. She poked and poked his arm dullly.

Qiao Sirui chuckled and did not comment on this. Seeing that the surrounding area was indeed falling asleep and no one paid attention to it, he reached out to hold the little girl's paw and put it aside.

The touch in the palm of his hand is soft and delicate, like a piece of top-quality jade collected by his grandfather who likes to collect antiques. The touch is so good that it makes people almost reluctant to let go.

Qiao Sirui retracted his hand, imaginary hand, and grabbed a few more times in a place invisible to others.

At the same time, he did not forget to speak.

"Listen to the class."

Chu Ci flattened the corners of his lips, turned his gaze, and looked at the hypnotic screen.

Qiao Sirui picked up the carbon pen he threw aside, and listed complex formulas in his notebook according to his memory, using the questions he wrote down to calculate extremely complicated things little by little, Chu Ci sees After a few glances, there is no more attention.

Qiao Sirui lowered his eyes and counted, sniffing the faint scent of cream and milk on Chu Ci next to him. He was surprised that he was in a good mood, and the fierceness of his eyes was a little loose.

A slightly longer strand of hair slid down, covering a little bit of sight, and Qiao Sirui subconsciously raised his hand to lift the strand of hair aside.