Crazy coquetry in his paranoid arms

Chapter 3 "A Ye must have stayed up late last night"

Su Yan lowered her head, wishing she could bury her head under the table.

Hide it.

She is now full of questions.

She clearly remembered that there was no mention of Jiang Ye's transfer in the book, so why did she come to Class [-] and [-] of Senior High on the second day after she passed through the book?

Seeing the Chinese teacher coming, the Chinese class representative collected the books and returned to his seat. The Chinese teacher stood in front of the desk and introduced: "This is Jiang Ye from class 17, and he will be in our sixth class from today. We should be united and friendly, and help each other, you know?"

"understood--"

Underneath are the vigorous answers of the students.

Most of the girls who didn't know Jiang Ye couldn't help but blush when they saw Jiang Ye's face.

"You go to the last seat first, and then adjust the seat when your head teacher comes." The Chinese teacher raised his finger to the leftmost vacant seat in the classroom.

Jiang Ye walked towards the back of the classroom indifferently without saying a word.

Everyone's eyes followed him closely. When the girls in the rows behind saw him approaching, they couldn't help but blushed with excitement. They stared at him secretly, but they didn't dare to show it.

Without squinting, he caught sight of a particularly eye-catching thin figure from the corner of his eye, and sat down on the seat with a blank expression on his face.

As soon as Jiang Ye sat down firmly, several whistles sounded one after another in the last row of the classroom.

"Ah Ye! You're awesome, come when you say it!" Zhao Chengcheng stood up his book and blocked it like a bell, and leaned out from the aisle with half of his body bent.

There was an expression of excitement on the boy's face.

Then, he poked his head out from behind, "Aye, do you want to play basketball after school this afternoon? The student union is recruiting new students these two days. Are you interested in joining?"

It's Fu Yang.

Jiang Ye, Zhao Chengcheng, and Fu Yang have been in friendship since the first grade of elementary school, an iron triangle relationship.

"Not interested." Jiang Ye refused bluntly.

With his elbows resting on the table and his chin resting on his palms, he turned his head slightly to look out the window.

A little stuffy.

His slender fingers rested on the glass, and without much effort, he pushed the window open, and the cold wind scrambled in.

Zhao Chengcheng was facing him, shivering from the blow, and squeezed into Fu Yang's arms, pulling his school uniform around him.

"...?" Fu Yang looked shocked, "You're so stupid, get out, and you'll know you're taking advantage of me!"

Zhao Chengcheng refused to obey, "I'm cold! You're not a girl, you're hypocritical!"

"Grass……"

Fu Yang was speechless, and he didn't ask Jiang Ye to close the window.

Gusts of cold wind came from the back of her neck, Su Yan shrank her neck, her eyes stayed on the textbook, she couldn't concentrate no matter what, at this moment, she seemed to be like a light on her back.

Jiang Ye closed his hands, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, the table was empty, and asked casually, "What's the first class?"

Fu Yang: "I don't know."

Zhao Chengcheng also poked his head out, his hair was messy, "I don't know."

Jiang Ye chuckled: "Are you two in Class Six? You don't know what class you're in."

Fu Yang chuckled, and blinked at Jiang Ye, "I don't know if you can ask, Ah Ye, just ask the person in front of you."

In the two groups of Fu Yang and Zhao Chengcheng, there are boys sitting in the back rows. Of course, they are more willing to talk to girls than boys.

Jiang Ye glanced over coldly and didn't move.

Fu Yang didn't mind, he passed Zhao Chengcheng and pointed in Su Yan's direction: "Hey! Beauty, what is the first class?"

"Language, Chinese class."

Su Yan was sitting by the wall, and she answered her deskmate, a very well-behaved girl who wore glasses.

"Oh~ thank you!" Fu Yang elongated his voice, looked at Jiang Ye's raised eyebrows, and obviously helped him find the answer.

Soon it was time for self-study, Zhao Chengcheng and Fu Yang asked Jiang Ye to go to the toilet together, Jiang Ye rolled his eyelids, did not go, and lay on the desk to catch up on sleep.

Zhao Chengcheng pulled Fu Yang and laughed: "A Ye must have stayed up late last night, chatting with that long-legged sister until late at night."

Fu Yang: "I think so too, Kan Xue is pure and lustful, Aye is so lucky."

The two looked at each other and smiled, with a tacit understanding in their eyes, and walked out of the classroom with their shoulders crossed.

(End of this chapter)