Chapter 612: School bully, you are so cold (14)

Hey, are you asleep again?

Feng Qian suddenly lost his breath.

The little girl drooped her head, and her eyes fell on the hand that the school grass tyrant stretched out and hadn't retracted.

Feng Qian tilted his head to look at Chu Chen.

The young man's eyes were lazy, and after meeting the girl's gaze, he half-closed his eyes, slowly withdrew his hand, and placed it on the desk at will.

Feng Qian said in his heart, the small fragments are really cold.

However, very considerate.

Feng Qian couldn't help but think that when she was punished to stand at the door of the classroom, the teenager peeled off the candy wrapper and invited her to eat a strawberry-flavored lollipop.

Strawberry-flavored, quite sweet.

After a while, Feng Qian tried her best to concentrate again, listening to the boring questions from the math teacher.

Feng Qian felt that she was still 108,000 miles away from her goal of being the top three in the class.

Alas, the road is difficult.

Today is Friday, and there is no class in the afternoon.

After class, Feng Qian sat in the seat without moving.

Because Chu Chen hasn't moved yet.

Feng Qian sat obediently and waited until after everyone in the class had left one after another, the school grass tyrant slowly lifted his eyelids.

However, he just lifted his eyelids and continued to lie on the desk.

Feng Qian: "..."

get out of class is over, Ba Ba!

Feng Qian was expressionless, and said softly, "Chu...Chen..."

"Chu Chen classmate."

Hearing the voice, the young man turned his face sideways, opened his dark eyes, and quietly looked at the girl in front of him.

The little girl opened her mouth and pointed to the door.

"School is over, it's time to go home."

The young man seemed to have not heard it, his eyes were deep, and he only quietly fell on the girl, and his body also revealed a lazy atmosphere.

After a while, the young man slowly got up.

He raised his hand and rolled up his sleeves, revealing his delicate snow-white wrist bones.

The teenager was still wearing a clean and refreshing white shirt, with only a few cufflinks on the sleeves, and the collar was half open.

He stood up casually, and when he got up, people could clearly perceive that the other party was very tall, tall and slender, and the most attractive thing was the straight and slender legs of the young man.

Dark jeans wrapped the straight and long legs of the teenager, outlining the beautiful and slender legs.

The ankles were exposed in the air, and there was a bit of laziness in the indifference and alienation.

The young man put his fingertips on the table lightly, got up, and walked back to the corner of the last row, his original position.

Feng Qian paused, walked over and lowered his head to pack his schoolbag.

After finishing all the textbooks and putting them in the schoolbag, Fengqian put the schoolbag on his back and prepared to leave the classroom.

When the school grass tyrant returned to his seat, he did not rush to pack up and leave.

In fact, he has nothing to pack either.

Because, every time Mr. Chu Chen goes to school, he only needs to bring him here.

Others, he may not need.

The boy lay on the desk for a while, his fingertips gripping the mechanical pencil beside him.

After casually playing with his fingertips for a while, the boy's hand holding the pen stopped, as if casually, and wrote two shallow words on the desk - soft.

After writing, the young man threw the pen aside, lowered his eyes and looked at it, then slowly got up, with his articulated hands in his pockets, and walked out of the classroom lazily and coldly.



When Feng Qian returned to Feng's house, it happened that Feng's father and Feng's mother were both at home.

Feng's father and Feng's mother greeted the family to have a meal together.

Although Feng Nianjin didn't want to eat with a shabby person like Feng Qian, he didn't shirk and went downstairs with a frown.

It's just that Feng Nianjin was also stunned when he saw the girl sitting quietly on the sofa.

The introverted and timid girl in my memory seems to have become a little different.