Chapter 22

Qin yuan still ignored Su Yao. He went to his seat and sat down with his delicate jaw resting on his slender and powerful forearms, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the mood in his light colored eyes.

As light as rose petals of soft lips gently pursed, the whole body exudes low pressure.

Obviously, Qin yuan is not happy.

Su Yao also saw that he put out a finger and poked Qin yuan's arm. "Are you not happy?"

Around the students pause for a moment, pretending to be reading a book, in fact, has put up their ears ready to eavesdrop.

Qin yuan slowly turned his head and looked at him, and then snorted, "hum."

Su Yao:

What does that mean?

Hum a wool!

If he wasn't the target of this mission

Around the youth did not have the following, Qin yuan's mood is even worse.

He was flat on the table.

"If you do this again, I will ignore you." Su Yao decided to make a big move.

But to Qin yuan this extremely arrogant and awkward guy has no use at all.

Su Yao saw this and said, "hum," and did not go to deal with Qin yuan.

He took out a piece of paper, drew a Q version of Qin yuan on the paper with a pen, and then poked several times with his pen.

Qin yuan this guy, really give a little sunshine is brilliant, he will never pay attention to him again, see who energy consumption who.

Qin yuan saw that he was no longer in charge of himself, and his heart was even more aggrieved.

……

The students in the class found something wrong. Qin yuan and Su Yao, who were still at school this morning, suddenly had a cold war. They did not look at each other. Their childish looks were like two children who suddenly made a fuss.

At lunch time, after su Yao finished cooking, he went to some girls in the class and said, "can I sit here?"

"Yes, yes, sit down." The girls agreed without hesitation.

Seeing that they agreed, Su Yao sat down and took the initiative to bring up a topic.

After a while, Su Yao had a pleasant conversation with those girls.

Qin yuan, who had just finished the meal and was about to find a seat to sit down, saw the eye-catching picture. When he thought of what Su Yao had said before, he was not in the mood to eat.

He emptied the food without moving a mouthful.

Su Yao seemed to be aware of something. He looked back and saw only the corner of Qin yuan's coat.

A girl at his table couldn't help asking, "Su Yao, what's the matter?"

Su Yao laughed and shook his head. "Nothing."

……

Qin Yuanyi was lying on the table in the afternoon, sulking.

Qin yuan doesn't listen to the class this matter is already daily, each teacher also did not take care of him.

Until the second class in the afternoon, Su Yao found something wrong with him.

Qin yuan still kept his original posture, motionless, but his face was extremely pale, and even a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

His thin lips pressed tightly, and the bright red ones were slightly white.

Beautiful light eyes in the rare emergence of a touch of pain in the look, and soon be collected.

Qin yuan put a hand on his abdomen, but there was not much expression on his pale cheek.

Su Yao frowned and put his right hand over his hand. The temperature burned the back of his cold hand.

Qin yuan side of the line of sight, see is Su Yao Sheng man care about the eyes.

"Qin yuan, what's the matter with you?"

"Stomach trouble." Qin yuan replied faintly.

Obviously, he is used to it.