I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 163 "Otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?"

The young man remained silent, allowing her to make trouble for no reason.

Ye Ziqing folded her arms and circled her chest in a self-conscious manner.

Before waiting for a moment of majesty, he was shivered by the cold wind.

Yi Chen glanced at her, took out the key from his pocket, stepped forward to open the door, and asked nonchalantly, "Why are you here?"

After inserting the key to unlock it, the boy skillfully opened the door and gestured for her to go in sideways.

Ye Ziqing hurried in, rubbed her arms, and subconsciously replied, "Of course I'm here to study!"

After finishing speaking, she suddenly stopped walking towards the seat, tiptoed and approached the young man, the corners of her mouth curled up in a playful arc, her almond pupils had dots of smirk, and the faint sweet breath looted his heart breath.

The two were close, and her cool fingertips inadvertently touched the forearm exposed by his rolled-up sleeves, and she felt the warmth.

The girl's sweet and soft voice was like a soft hook, slowly moving the tight string in his mind, and asked him with blinking eyes: "Otherwise, what do you think I'm here for?"

Yi Chen's pupils trembled, he turned his head and said in a low voice, "...it's nothing."

Ye Ziqing nodded, but she didn't back away, instead relying on him not moving, she moved closer.

Step by step.

Yi Chen felt his body was on fire, Qing Juan's stern face was unbelievably stiff, his eyes dodged, and he retreated again and again.

In the end, there was no way to retreat, and defenseless, his back touched the iron gate, making a piercing sound.

Ye Ziqing tiptoed to sniff at his neck, and asked curiously: "Hey, deskmate, have you taken a shower? What brand of shower gel did you use? It smells so good."

Now, the dazed young man couldn't remember what brand of shower gel he was using. He was so nervous that his hands and feet were numb, the plastic bag hooked by his white fingertips slipped, and the food box fell to the ground.

Ye Ziqing lowered her head, picked it up, and placed it on a nearby table.

Before Yi Chen could breathe a sigh of relief, she came closer again.

Under the unblinking gaze of the boy's trembling black pupils, Ye Ziqing blinked, and poked his face with her hand.

Different from the feeling that he always gives people the feeling of being cold and repelling thousands of miles away, it is soft and hot.

A bead of sweat on the forehead slowly slid down the line of the face, then slid from the chin to the Adam's apple, and finally disappeared from her sight.

Yi Chen inexplicably felt parched, and unconsciously rolled down his Adam's apple.

Seeing this, the girl in front of her smiled even more intensely.

She put her hands on the iron gates on both sides of his shoulders, intending to imitate the plot of the domineering hero Bidong and the heroine in the TV series.

Well……

Should she be called Mendong?

bang.

The moment she pressed her hands on the door, the iron door shook slightly and made a harsh sound again.

Ye Ziqing blinked, selectively ignoring the embarrassing voice.

Ye Ziqing was clearly teasing him on purpose, but she wanted to show an innocent expression, like a little girl who didn't know much about the world, and asked him: "At the same table, why are you blushing? Is it hot?"

The boy's hands hanging by his sides were tense, and the palms holding his trouser legs tightened suddenly.

His breathing was a little messed up.

Yi Chen knew that this little girl who seemed to be imprisoning him forcefully was very weak, as long as he had the slightest thought of resisting, he could easily push her away.

But he didn't do that.

I was vaguely expecting something to happen.

At this moment, a sharp voice suddenly sounded from the side: "What are you doing?!"

The two paused and turned their heads at the same time.

After Ye Ziqing saw that the person standing at the door was Guo Meijie, she tilted her head, showed a mischievous smile, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Guess."

She just stands here and watches!

Ye Ziqing didn't even get up quickly!
Ahhh, is this person a female hooligan? ! ?
Guo Meijie didn't dare to think about the scene she saw just now, her chest heaved violently, and her heart beat fast and tight.

Feeling angry and shy at the same time, she glared at the girl in front of her who was smiling shamelessly, and cursed: "You you you... Ye Ziqing, you are too shameless!!"

what.

It's really rude to talk when you speak well, and to curse when you come up.

Ye Ziqing pursed her lips unhappily, imitating her tone, and replied: "You, you, you, you are shameless!"

Guo Meijie didn't expect her to retort with confidence, her eyes widened in surprise.

As a girl, she was caught on the spot doing such a bold behavior towards boys in the classroom, shouldn't she be too ashamed to dare to see people? ! !
Guo Meijie was so excited that her fingertips trembled, her thoughts were confused, and her words became incoherent.

"Obviously you are shameless! How could you treat Yi Chen in the classroom..."

...It doesn't seem right, she can't do this in other places!
Ye Ziqing couldn't quite understand where this girl's excitement came from.

Was it a shock?Or jealousy?

Compared with her... how noble is Guo Meijie, who is ambiguous among several boys and makes them feel delusional?
Ye Ziqing glanced at her inexplicably, then withdrew her gaze, and at the same time withdrew her hands, took two steps back to distance herself from Yi Chen.

The young man lowered his eyes and remained motionless, maintaining his original posture. His thick long eyelashes cast a shadow like a butterfly wing in the eye socket, and his narrow and long black pupils were like a deep lake that was suddenly frozen, making it difficult for people to see the raging undercurrent below the lake.

The temperature in the classroom suddenly dropped a lot, and Guo Meijie shivered for no reason.

Ye Ziqing didn't seem to be affected at all, with her schoolbag on her back, she walked slowly to her seat with small steps.

Seeing her restraining herself, Guo Meijie snorted softly.

Yi Chen's light-colored thin lips were drawn into a line, and the irritability in his heart could not be suppressed, and the chaotic noises began to buzz in his ears again.

He squeezed his fingertips tightly, and the already white fingertips became paler under the squeeze.

Seeing that the young man's face became paler and colder after "getting rid of" Ye Ziqing's oppression, and the cold sweat kept dripping down, Guo Meijie thought he was feeling uncomfortable and didn't react, so she walked up to him and stretched out her hand, wanting to probe him forehead.

Yi Chen raised his eyes suddenly, and a dark light flashed across his cold eyes.

Guo Meijie was stunned by the sudden fierceness in his eyes.

The hand she raised that was about to touch Yi Chen's forehead froze stiffly, with a bewildered look on her face.

Snapped.

Yi Chen patted his hand away from his forehead.

A crisp sound resounded in the quiet and empty classroom, even Ye Ziqing, who was two or three meters away, could hear it clearly.

The girl who was copying the words with her head down looked up with a surprised expression.

Guo Meijie was completely stunned.

She felt with her own body how ruthless his blow was.

The back of the hand was numb with pain, and if you looked down at this moment, you could see a large area of ​​redness.

(End of this chapter)