Chapter 809： The president is a voice control! twenty three

Lifted his silver-rimmed glasses.

Then I felt that I didn't know if I was affected by this action, Chu Ci slid down slightly, and there was no other movement.

Qiao Sirui raised her eyes and glanced aside, then the corners of her lips couldn't help but twitched.

The two of them were sitting together, really close, and they could see Chu Ci's white cheeks and closed eyes. Her eyelashes were very long, like a small fan. From time to time, she fluttered slightly because of the movement around her. The lights fell, and a small shadow fell under her eyes.

This little girl should have fallen asleep just now, but she slept with her pen on her chin. There is a red round mark on the white and small chin. If you look closely, you can see the petals printed on it. picture of.

It happened to match the pen in Chu Ci's hand.

She leaned on her arm, her cheeks were squeezed to make it look fatter, her pink lips pouted slightly, she knew nothing about the surroundings.

This scene is indeed tickling.

Qiao Sirui looked at it with dim eyes. He took out the phone from his pocket, and in a very clever gesture, he faced Chu Ci's white tender face.

After taking a look at the photos on the phone, I put the phone back in my pocket again.

Of course, after two days of getting along, the two stayed together for almost one night. Naturally, there was more than just this inventory in his phone.

It's just that he likes Chu Ci's voice better, and it was only the first time I saw it yesterday. It was just to listen to this more comfortable voice that made him agree to go out with Chu Ci.

So the rest of the mobile phone is just some short conversations. When I go back at night, he can't continue to meet the requirements when he hears these voices. It just so happens that Liang Jiuzhou also found the public class schedule for the freshman year of the foreign language department, so it was early today. Come here to block things like this.

However, after further contact, this little girl is indeed more likable than he thought. He has always been sensitive to voices, friendly, and implicitly malicious. He doesn't know what standard he likes.

And there are many people with similar voices, but only Chu Ci’s voice fascinates him, and from the perspective of getting along, it may be that the person’s voice is very appetizing for him. .

Not only did they secretly record what the two said, but with so many recordings, they were not satisfied in the end, and couldn't wait to come over the next day.

The lens of Qiao Sirui's silver eyeglasses slightly reflected light. He propped his chin, and looked at Chu Ci slightly sideways, and suddenly sighed in a low voice, "You have few public classes in your freshman year."

The little girl fell asleep in a daze, and naturally she couldn't respond to him. Hearing the abnormal movement on his side, she rubbed her cheek on her arm slightly, made a low voice, adjusted a slightly more comfortable posture, and fell asleep again. .

After the get out of class was over, Qiao Sirui didn't stay much because there were courses and some other professional arrangements later, so he left.

There are indeed few public courses in Chuci Foreign Language Department, mainly professional courses for various majors.

Coupled with the many and tiring courses, it is really hard to see Qiao Sirui.