Chapter 22： School Grass First Love 22

Chapter 22 The first love of the school grass 22

Wen Heng only feels that his throat is a little itchy. If it weren’t for his good restraint, at this time, I’m afraid he’s already uncontrollable and wants to get closer, right?

He sighed slightly, finally confessed his fate to put down the book, pulled over Wen Ling's paper, and asked in a low voice: "Which one won't?"

"This." Wen Ling wanted to say that she couldn't, but she was afraid that she might be beaten if she said it.

And the benefactor is estimated to be very busy, just ask yourself.

Seeing Wen Ling's question, Wen Heng was silent for a while.

He actually wanted to ask, the teacher just finished this question.

But as soon as she raised her head, she saw the little girl looking at him eagerly, her mouth still moving, obviously still holding the candy.

Wen Heng's eyebrows deepened unconsciously, and when he had reached his mouth, he swallowed softly again.

"This question..." Wen Heng picked up his pen and began to talk to Wen Ling.

"What does this formula mean?" As a result, Wen Ling would not even substitute the formula learned in the first year of high school. At this time, she didn't understand it at all.

Wen Heng mentioned one, she just asked.

Wen Heng: …!

Six or seven minutes of talking about a topic, and the time for get out of class is almost over. Wen Heng himself was dry and irritable. Unfortunately, Wen Ling still didn't understand it.

Wen Heng changed his posture, and after thinking about it, he said: "You may have a poor foundation. This question may be a little difficult now, so let’s wait for me to go home tonight to find the notes for the first year of high school. I'll show it to you then."

"That's it." Wen Ling also knew that his foundation was poor, and of course the original owner was not much better.

Knowing that his benefactor did not dislike him, Wen Ling was quite happy.

"Thank you, Wen Heng." After reacting, the little ginseng smiled with squinting eyes.

This smile is sweet and soft, especially with such a sound.

Wen Heng felt that the apex of his heart suddenly became restless, the kind that he couldn't control.

"You are welcome."

The little girl has already turned around, because her hair is not **** and is still very long, so when she turned around, she flicked her hair. There were a few strands of hair that were not very obedient, gently from Wen Heng which was still on the table. Fingers flicked.

The gaze quietly followed the strands of blue silk, and slowly passed.

finally turned into a beam of light, slowly sinking into the body of the little girl in front.

Wen Heng's reading efficiency dropped all at once.

But before he was too upset, the class bell rang.

If he does the paper, he has no way to meditate.

Can only continue to read the book in his hand, and listen to the papers from the previous math teacher from time to time.

But more often, the eyes will still fall on the little girl in front.

The little girl was sitting on her back stiff, like a schoolboy, she barely carried her hands behind her back.

The small head is raised from time to time, and then down from time to time.

I didn’t understand it, but I don’t know, but it’s true that this little head keeps moving.

So that, Wen Heng had already retracted his gaze, and the girl’s cute head was swayed in front of him.

Like a stone thrown into the lake waves, there are waves of ripples.

Wen Heng knew that going here would be a dead end, but he was still willing to go, and did not want to look back.

Thank you little angels for your rewards and tickets

Refill

(End of this chapter)