I am not the black moonlight of the paranoid boss

Chapter 180
Before he could finish speaking, Ye Ziqing had already walked in front of him quickly, and suddenly bent down to be at the same level as the young man sitting on the seat, her porcelain-white face suddenly approached him.

The distance between.

Yi Chen was stunned, subconsciously holding his breath.

The girl in front of her smiled, like winter snow melting, spring peanuts.

Her voice was sweet and sweet: "Let's pry for late repairs tonight, okay?"

The flickering pupils hide a seductive light, carrying a magical power that no one can refuse.

Yi Chen nodded without hesitation, and was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that at the moment he was stunned, Ye Ziqing had already neatly packed the things he had put on the table, waiting for him to put them into his schoolbag.

Ye Ziqing met his dazed gaze, blinked her eyes, pouted her lips and urged, "Hurry up!"

No matter how slow, the late repair patrol teacher is coming!
By coincidence, Yi Chen followed her words, quickly put away his things, hung his schoolbag on his shoulder with one hand, and let the girl grab his slender palm involuntarily, and ran towards the door.

pat.

With this sound, the bright classroom instantly fell into darkness.

Yi Chen turned around, hesitating for only a second in his heart, he was reluctant to let go of his soft little hand, so he closed the door with one hand, and locked it neatly with one hand at the fastest speed.

When Ye Ziqing pulled him forward, he crossed one step after another, walked down one level after another, and when he met the teacher who was patrolling, he silently made a silent "shh" Yi Chen's heart couldn't help beating wildly.

It's like going on a mysterious adventure.

Feel the excitement and excitement like never before.

It belongs to the two of them alone.

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The two of them stood on the stairs one door away from the rooftop.

Yi Chen's eyes moved slightly.

Ye Ziqing raised her hand, and knocked lightly on the door three times regularly.

In the next second, the door was opened from the other side.

The cold wind howled and swept towards the two of them in an instant.

Ye Ziqing quickly pulled his wrist and stepped in.

After the two entered, the door was gently closed again.

Yi Chen's eyes lingered over the surrounding people, and finally fell on the small temporary table on the ground, on the unopened cake box.

He soon realized something, and the black pupil suddenly trembled.

The person who opened the door for them just now was Zhou Heng Zhengyan.

Besides her and Ye Ziqing, Lu Jinbo, Si Heng and Guo Zi were also present.

Lu Jinbo's salivating eyes lingered on the huge cake box, rubbed his hands together with a smile, and said, "The protagonist is here, you can open the cake, hehe."

Zhou Heng Zhengyan looked at him angrily, and asked, "Don't tell me you didn't even eat dinner, you just waited to eat this cake?"

Hearing this, Lu Jinbo straightened out his chest and said, "Sister Zhou, how can you say that? It looks like I'm greedy! I just think this three-layer cake is too big, and I'm afraid we won't be able to finish it all. What a waste, I purposely shared it with an empty stomach for you guys!"

After speaking, I couldn't hold back, and laughed first.

Zhou Heng Zhengyan looked at him with hatred, "I'll never get tired of watching you!"

While the two were talking, Guo Zi had already pulled off the ribbon tied on the cake box, and carefully picked up the box, revealing the three-layer ice cream and fruit cake inside.

Zhou Heng Zhengyan squatted down, took out candles from the bag next to him, counted them, and inserted them into the cake one by one.

Ye Ziqing swallowed eagerly, then squatted down, watching their movements.

Then her eyes fell on the cardboard birthday hat, her almond eyes lit up, she reached out and took it with a smile, and fiddled with it for a while.

Ye Ziqing stood up, turned around and looked at the young man who was standing there stiffly, as if he hadn't recovered his senses, stood on tiptoe, and put the hat on his head.

Well, not bad, just the right size.

Ye Ziqing admired it with satisfaction.

The young master Si Heng, who was sitting next to him on a chair made of cement and crossed his legs to watch them busy, sneered very shamelessly when he saw this.

Ye Ziqing glanced at him, "Why are you laughing?"

Si Heng smiled and said, "Isn't it too funny for Yi Chen to wear this hat?"

Violate.

Very inconsistent.

It's so funny that Yi Chen, who is expressionless and cold and still wearing a school uniform, is wearing such a festive hat.

Ye Ziqing snorted, and said unwillingly: "I think it's pretty! It's because you don't know how to appreciate it!"

Zhou Heng Zhengyan lit the candle with a lighter, and agreed without raising his head: "Yes! Little Yezi is right!"

Si Heng: "..."

One candle was lit, and before the second one was lit, the one just lit was blown out by the oncoming wind.

After lighting the same candle for the fifth time in a row, Zhou Heng twitched the corners of his mouth speechlessly, and let out a "tsk" impatiently.

On the side, Guo Zi stretched out his hand and said, "Why don't you let me try?"

Zhou Heng avoided his hand, hooked the tip of his nose with his thumb, and said somewhat dissatisfied: "I don't believe it keeps dying!"

Si Heng put his hands in the pockets of his coat, shaking his feet nonchalantly.

Lu Jinbo scratched his head, glanced around inadvertently from the corner of his eye, and found something, his eyes fixed on Si Heng's feet.

A pink lace umbrella.

With an idea, he stepped forward a few steps, picked up the umbrella, and said pleasantly: "Hey, sister Zhou, I will hold an umbrella to help you block the wind!"

Si Heng's eyes froze for a moment, and he turned his whole face in the opposite direction, with a look of "I didn't see anything".

Hearing this, Zhou Heng Zhengyan looked over.

After seeing clearly the appearance of the umbrella in his hand, she showed a disgusted expression, and looked up at Lu Jinbo: "When did you have such a fancy umbrella?"

Ye Ziqing blinked her eyes and looked at him with a meaningful smile: "It's coquettish."

Lu Jinbo's eyes widened immediately, and he waved his hands quickly, only to feel that the girlish umbrella in his hand had become a hot potato, and he wished to throw it away immediately to clear away the suspicion.

He said, "It's not mine! I picked it up! It's here!"

He pointed to the place where he had just picked up the umbrella.

Zhou Hengzhengyan and Ye Ziqing looked at each other, both showing "don't pretend I don't believe it" expressions.

Lu Jinbo wanted to cry without tears, and explained weakly: "This is really not mine!"

On the side, Guo Zi narrowed his eyes, stared at the umbrella for a few times, suddenly remembered something, his eyes moved slowly, and fell on the young man with his hands in his pockets not far away, looking up at the sky, pretending to be nonchalant.

Guo Zi laughed and said, "Oh~ So, Si Heng, you carried this umbrella secretly, you would have guessed that the candle would not light up."

As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings became quiet.

Lu Jinbo was the first to speak out, very surprised: "This umbrella belongs to Si Heng?!"

He thought it was missed by the people who came up before, and he was still wondering why someone would throw away such a good umbrella.

(End of this chapter)