I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 139 The Serious Boy
However, this pair of hands, which are comparable to exquisite works of art, can make countless hand-controlled girls jealous and scream, hold a neutral fountain pen with a slightly faded casing, smoothly write the calculation steps of each problem on the draft paper, and finally When writing down the final answer in the exercise booklet, the unrestrained and self-confidence revealed inadvertently by the pen is even more irresistible.

The young man is engrossed in looking at the topic in front of him, his eyes are focused, his eyebrows will inadvertently furrow slightly when he is thinking, and when he encounters a slightly tricky topic, he will unconsciously raise his eyes to look at the ceiling, squinting slightly without blinking, Then it seemed that he finally had an idea, and his tense facial expression relaxed a little, while he quickly wrote something on the draft paper, and inadvertently licked the dry corners of his lips with the flexible tip of his tongue.

Serious boy.

Incredibly sexy.

Ye Ziqing's eyes paused on him for a few seconds, and she decided not to bother him.

——Anyway, even if she discusses it with him, he still can't understand it, and she still has to spend time explaining it to him, which is so troublesome.

Ye Ziqing turned her head to look for her back table.

Si Heng: zZ...

Sleep soundly.

I don't know if it's because the relationship between the two has improved a lot. Guo Zi seems to be caught by a sleepy bug on Si Heng. Although he doesn't blatantly sleep during class like Si Heng, but in the past two days, after class, As soon as the bell rang, the two of them slumped over the table.

Falling asleep is ridiculously fast.

A few days ago, Guo Zi did not know where to hear a "metaphysics", saying that if you rank after the early morning, you will lose a lot of cheating teammates, and many thighs with flying legs like to play games at this time.

Ye Ziqing speculated that the two of them probably spent the whole night cheating on this so-called "metaphysics".

She shook her head and sighed, turning around.

Wherever his gaze was, he inadvertently swept across the door.

He found Zhou Hengzhengyan standing at the door of the class and waving excitedly at her.

Ye Ziqing's eyes lit up slightly, and she stood up abruptly, not caring whether it would disturb Yi Chen's thinking, she impatiently poked his arm with her hand, urging: "Let's go, I'm going out."

Yi Chen paused with his arm, put down his pen, and moved his chair forward.

In the next second, the girl jumped out from the place he vacated, and ran towards the door with small steps.

Yi Chen slowly raised his eyes to look at her excited back, and his cool eyes fell on Zhou Heng Zhengyan.

Caught off guard by the boss's unkind "greeting" gaze, Zhou Heng Zhengyan scratched his head in doubt.

Blinking his eyes, when he looked again, he found that the boy had already lowered his head, concentrating on the topic in front of him.

Hey?
Did you read it wrong?

Zhou Heng Zhengyan didn't think much about it.

Ye Ziqing asked: "What's the matter, what can I do for you?"

Hearing this, Zhou Heng Zhengyan showed expectant eyes, and asked: "National Day will be in two days, do you have an appointment? If not, I would like to invite you to watch a movie!"

Ye Ziqing blinked, frowned in distress, and said, "Ah? I've already booked the show on the National Day...can I do it the next day?"

Zhou Heng Zhengyan struggled for a while, then held his head and shook his head a little frantically: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

I haven't had time to finish my words.

The little girl in front of her stared at her with sparkling almond eyes.

Ye Ziqing's eyes flickered with excitement: "Brother Ling Yang! You are also his fan? Little antelope?!"

Between the sparks of calcium carbide, Zhou Heng's words suddenly reached his heart, his pupils narrowed sharply, he stared at the girl in front of him, and asked hesitantly, "Could it be that you are also...?"

Ye Ziqing said loudly, "That's right!"

With crazy nods.

The two stared blankly at each other for a few seconds, and suddenly hugged happily, laughing and dancing.

Zhou Heng said that the corners of his mouth were almost grinning to the back of his ears, and he showed two rows of white teeth with a smile: "No wonder I feel very destined and like you when I see you. It turns out that you are a relative!!"

Before this, Ye Ziqing had never thought of——

Zhou Heng said, a student in physics competition, a candidate for a famous school with great potential in the future, such a college bully, is actually a star-chasing girl just like her!
And chasing the same star!

Simply subversive mood.

Ye Ziqing was overjoyed.

The two cheered a lot, hugged each other and laughed and danced excitedly. They couldn't control the volume, and the noise they made attracted strange glances from the people around them.

Yi Chen always has no distracting thoughts when doing the questions, and automatically rejects all sounds in his ears.

But the cheers of the two girls at the door pierced into his ears as if they had automatically explored the exit from the maze.

He knew that the other party was just a girl.

The friendship between the two girls is nothing to be jealous of.

My heart was inexplicably depressed, slightly sad, and uncomfortable.

There was a faint sour taste on the tip of the tongue.

Yi Chen took a deep breath, and looked at the topic in front of his eyes, but his thoughts drifted elsewhere unconsciously.

He didn't know what he thought of, his breathing suddenly stagnated, his heart was beating wildly, and he couldn't help but look up at the petite figure at the door.

Watching her smile and say something to Zhou Hengzhengyan, then the class bell rang, and the two parted reluctantly.

It's as if we will never see each other again after this farewell.

He was keenly aware that the relationship between the two had become much closer than before.

Yi Chen raised his eyebrows slightly.

What did they just say?
While thinking, the young man forgot to restrain his gaze, and subconsciously followed the figure that kept wandering in his mind until she stood in front of him, looking at him in confusion.

In the clear almond eyes, it reflected his hesitant to speak.

Ye Ziqing saw that he wanted to say something, but didn't ask, and walked back to her seat from behind him with a smile.

——Yi Chen was caught in an inner struggle.

The boy's ears were slightly red, his breathing was unsteady, his eyes were wandering, and the pen in his hand was flexibly turning between his fingers.

Snapped--

One inadvertently, the pen slipped from the fingertips and fell to the ground.

It woke him up suddenly.

Ye Ziqing looked at him curiously.

He was looking at him subconsciously.

There was a faint search in the deep black eyes.

Yi Chen didn't expect to bump into her eyes, and there was a wave in his eyes for a moment, flickering, as if he wanted to dodge.

He collected himself, did not look away after all, pursed his lower lip, and said in a hoarse voice: "You..."

Only one word was said, and there was no more text.

With a faint smile on Ye Ziqing's lips, she asked a curious "Huh?"

Yi Chen coughed lightly, Qing Junjun's face involuntarily tensed up, and asked, "Hey, are you free for National Day?"

"Well……"

Ye Ziqing rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, shook her head in embarrassment, and said truthfully, "I don't have time."

(End of this chapter)