Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 13 "Where's My Physics Homework?"

The voice was soft and gentle, soft and waxy, like a feather brushing against Jiang Ye's heart.

His Adam's Apple moved up and down, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

My heart is weird and a little irritable.

"look up--"

Doesn't she know?
It is very impolite not to look someone in the eye when talking to them.

Su Yan blinked and moved slowly.

Impatient, Jiang Ye hooked her chair leg and pulled it.

Great strength.

Su Yan rushed forward suddenly.

He raised his head in panic and looked at him like a frightened elk.

The classroom is still noisy, and their movement is not enough to attract attention.

The distance between the two is very close, but the distance between two fists.

Su Yan held her breath, and a blush gradually crept up her ears.

Jiang Ye's brows were cold, his eyes swept across her face, and he tapped the table with his index finger expressionlessly.

"What about my physics homework?"

Su Yan came back to her senses abruptly, and distanced herself from him.

His physics homework...

Su Yan pursed her lips, she.

did not write.

What to say?

Did you just say she didn't write it?
Will he be angry and what will he do to her?

After all, he is the hero.

His mind was running fast, but he spoke in a leisurely manner, "Classmate..." Under his cold gaze, he bit the bullet and changed his words.

"Jiang, your physics homework..."

"what?"

"I, I didn't write." Su Yan whispered.

"Oh." Jiang Ye's expression was flat, as if he had expected it.

He took out a notebook very calmly, and said in a commanding tone: "Then write now."

"This is English self-study, the teacher will come later."

Jiang Ye refused to listen, "Just now. I have to hand in the next self-study."

After finishing speaking, he added extravagantly, "You didn't write it yourself, so you should make it up now."

Su Yan: "..."

So just keep writing.

She doesn't want to argue with him.

He silently collected his homework and turned around.

But Jiang Ye leaned forward, stared at her back and said, and made a request: "The handwriting should be messy, don't write all the questions, just copy it casually, I don't care."

Of course.

You don't write.

Pay attention to the fart.

Su Yan was angry in her heart, but she obediently picked up the pen.

Su Yan never had the behavior of catching up with homework in the morning self-study. It was the first time because Jiang Ye made an exception.

She looked at the white paper-like homework on the table, suppressed her anger, and started to write the first question with a pen.

Also be wary of the arrival of English teachers.

Never been so guilty.

Fortunately, there are not many questions and they are not difficult. Su Yan did it very quickly.

In less than 10 minutes, Su Yan finished her homework and threw it on Jiang Ye's desk without looking back.

Jiang Ye was lying on his stomach trying to catch up on sleep, and was hit by the physics book. He raised his eyes from the crook of his arms and stared sleepily at the thin back in front of him. He was so thin that his shoulder blades could protrude.

He grabbed a handful of hair.

Holding the physics notebook in his hand, he half-supported his face and lowered his eyes.

The handwriting is indeed much messier, but it can be seen that it was written by her.

Indeed, according to what he said, there are two questions missing.

Compared with her homework, the space is not so much.

So cute.

Jiang Ye touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue, hooked his lips, and laughed silently.

Fu Yang, who was sitting next to him, looked up after copying his homework and saw Jiang Ye's smile. He poked Zhao Chengcheng's shoulder with his finger, "Fuck! Ah Ye's smile is so lascivious."

Zhao Chengcheng turned his head to look, and he laughed twice.

Jiang Ye closed the physics book, put it on the desk, and stared at a blank place.

He picked up the notebook again and patted Su Yan on the back.

Su Yan dodged sensitively.

She has finished writing, why do you still want to find her?

It's time for self-study, and she didn't read the English text carefully.

She doesn't care.

Jiang Ye kicked her chair legs twice again.

Su Yan took a deep breath, turned around, her small face was tense, and her voice was clear, "Is there anything else?"

　Wow Kaka (｀*) Thank you Ariana Grande for the recommendation ticket~ I was encouraged
　　


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