Madam, take care of your little vest

Chapter 9 A cat with a blown hair
The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk.

The warm sun at dusk gently penetrates the glass and fills the top floor of the library. Books are neatly placed on the shelves according to categories. The setting sun penetrates through the gaps between the books, forming a beautiful and gentle scene. Silhouettes were sprinkled on the only two people on the top floor.

At this time, Jun Qingran was only one centimeter away from the bookshelf. She raised her head slightly, her starry eyes were round and round, her originally straight back was slightly arched, and her hand holding the book was unconsciously tightened. A furry cat.

Looking at Jun Qingran who was on guard all the time, Si Chen's phoenix eyes were filled with a smile, and his cool lips curled up into a smile, which he didn't even notice. He, who was always gentle on the surface, was actually cool, with this appearance In front of the gorgeous young man, the corners of his mouth were always raised unconsciously, and his whole person felt much warmer.

Si Chen was about half a head taller than Jun Qingran, he held Jun Qingran invisible in his arms, stretched out his long arms, and took down an ancient medical book from the top of the bookshelf.

"What are you doing so nervous, I'm just holding a book." Si Chen leaned slightly, his lips were close to her ear, and his deep and sexy voice rang in her ear.

Before she could react, Si Chen straightened up quickly, raised the book in his hand, blinked his phoenix eyes, smiled charmingly, then drifted away and returned to his seat.

Inexplicably being teased, the other party ran away after teasing her, leaving her alone standing there with black lines all over her face, looking at the slightly wrinkled book in her hand, her usually indifferent eyes were shining at this moment. Obviously upset.

"Can I beat him?"

Looking at Jun Qingran, who was full of murderous aura and furry all over his body, Xing, an AI intelligence, swallowed a little involuntarily, "Host, fighting is not allowed in the library. '

"Then I'll go out and fight." Jun Qingran, who had recovered his expressionless face, silently cast a glance at Si Chen who was sitting obediently in his seat reading a book, his eyes flashed fiercely, his fists were clenched, a little ready to move.

"Host, Xingyun Middle School is not allowed to fight..."

Xing sighed silently, it seemed that Si Chen was mad at him as the host, she was always calm and intelligent, now she only thought about how to beat Si Chen.

Jun Qingran, who was reminded by Xing, pursed his lips in displeasure, glared at Si Chen, and gently kicked the bookshelf that had been serving as the background board with his long legs. The kicked bookshelf made a slight sound innocently. The top floor of the quiet and quiet library is especially loud.

Si Chen, who was originally reading seriously, raised his head slightly, and his eyes drifted to the child who was silently venting his frustration in the corner. The phoenix eyes that had been cold before were filled with a smile again, and his thin lips raised involuntarily.

Time flies, the sky is getting darker, Jun Qingran looked up at the night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, closed the book in his hand, put it back to its original position, put his hands in his pockets, walked steadily to the elevator entrance, and waited The elevator comes up.

Flipping through the messages sent by Lin Nianci on her mobile phone, she suddenly felt that she was shrouded in a shadow. Looking at the elegant figure emerging from the elevator door, her starry eyes narrowed slightly, and she didn't intend to pay attention to Si Chen.

Master Chen, who had never been ignored before, felt coolness for the first time. If the mountain is not just me, then I can only go to the mountain.

Si Chen clenched his fist with his right hand, put it to his lips, coughed lightly, and his gentle voice rang in Jun Qingran's ear again.

"Are you a student of Xingyun?"

As soon as the words fell, Jun Qingran looked over with indifferent eyes, the meaning in it was obvious, obviously disgusted.

Before Si Chen, who was ashamed of his greatly reduced IQ, could speak, Jun Qingran walked directly into the elevator that had already reached the top floor, and pressed the button for the first floor.

Just as the elevator doors were slowly closing, a bony hand blocked between the two doors, the elevator doors opened again, Si Chen's earlobes were flushed, and with a sullen face, he stood behind Jun Qingran.

The elevator door slowly closed again.

(End of this chapter)