Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 124 "Tutorial"

Jiang Ye made an appointment with Su Yan in the afternoon, and directly accepted Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng's invitation.

The two yelled at him for valuing sex over friends.

Take out your phone and send a message to Su Yan: [Where is it]

While looking at the phone, he walked to the fifth floor.

After school, the students came down from upstairs one after another.

Jiang Ye has been restrained a lot recently, he hasn't caused any troubles, and he is very law-abiding, but most of the people who meet him avoid him.

Jiang Ye lowered his eyes and walked upstairs, ignoring the surrounding gazes.

There were whispers of gossip behind him.

"You said why Jiang Ye keeps going upstairs?"

"What's the matter, isn't it just falling in love."

"Huh? When, with whom?"

"Experimental class 3, what's his name is Cigarettes, anyway, it is said that he has been chasing him for a long time."

"Grass, didn't you mean to be with Kan Xue? It was so hot before."

The man muttered, thinking to himself, Kan Xue has always regarded herself as Jiang Ye's girlfriend, showing off her might.

"Scandal gossip, Jiang Ye didn't admit it."

"Is that smoke really hammered?"

"Hammered, it is said that someone saw the two of them hugging each other."

"I'm a little sour."

Are you kidding me, Eno.

Renzhong is the leader, handsome and rich, except for his grades, everything else is top-notch.

Temper or whatever can be ignored.

After all, there is a saying that goes like this, as long as a person is handsome, the three views follow the five senses.

What's more, these seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys and girls yearn for love and yearn for love.

Su Yan: [Classroom. 】

The phone vibrated, Jiang Ye clicked on it, quickened his pace, stepped up a flight of stairs in two or three steps, turned around and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Su Yan was slow to pack her things, the classrooms were all gone, most of the boarding students went to the cafeteria to eat, and most of the day students were in the playground or outside the school gate.

Jiang Ye was waiting for her at the door of the classroom and knocked on the door.

Su Yan turned her head: "Right now."

After a while, he came out, carrying his schoolbag, and smiled at him: "Let's go."

Jiang Ye also smiled, curling the corners of his lips: "Where are you going?"

Su Yan: "What I said yesterday is for you to study, let's find a place."

"Milk tea shop?"

Su Yan shook her head: "It's a bit noisy."

"coffee shop?"

"No." Who is going to the cafe for tutoring.

"Just an ordinary bookstore will do."

Quiet, there are learning materials, very atmosphere.

Jiang Ye nodded.

Be happy with her.

Jiang Ye's eyes fell on the hand that was on her shoulders, and went to pick up her schoolbag, "Why do you always carry so many things, it's very heavy."

"It's not heavy, I'm used to it."

It's always been like this, it doesn't feel like it.

Jiang Ye was empty-handed and didn't bring anything.

When he reached the third floor, Su Yan asked him to go to the classroom to bring his books and pens.

Jiang Ye didn't want to: "Isn't there yours, I can just use yours."

Su Yan: "I also use it in class, so bring your own."

Jiang Ye couldn't hold back her, so he had to go and take her.

The bookstore was found by Su Yan. It is very close to the community and the environment is very good.

When she has nothing to do on vacation, she will come to the bookstore to read.

The two sat facing each other. An English paper was placed in front of Jiang Ye, and Su Yan took the textbook to draw the key points for him.

Jiang Ye absent-mindedly filled in a few questions, and his eyes moved to Su Yan involuntarily.

After a while, he leaned towards her little by little.

When a hand was placed on Su Yan's shoulder, she was startled. She looked up and found that Jiang Ye had sat beside her at some point.

She pushed his hand anxiously: "What are you doing, let you do the problem."

Jiang Ye supported his cheek with the other hand holding the pen, tilted his head, and his posture was lazy and frivolous: "I can't write, and you won't teach me."

(End of this chapter)