Please Have a Cup of Green Tea

Her lips were as soft as a petal.

It seemed that she was trembling all over because of fear, but he was pinching her chin and couldn't break free.

The boy's aggression overwhelmed her.

When the unfamiliar lips touched, he seemed to be stealing the forbidden fruit. He grabbed his prey like a beast and locked her circle after circle.

To Pei Jingshuo, this kiss is like a wonderful paradise.

Just tasting a hint of her, his soul seemed to be floating in a dream.

The girl's slight panting was sealed by his lips, and the breaths of the two were intertwined, and the heat was about to burn them.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally let go of her slightly, staring at her wet lips and murmured, "It's so sweet..."

The girl suddenly pushed him away, staggering back a few steps, her chest heaving up and down rapidly, and she seemed to be out of breath.

"Huh...ho..."

She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, unable to believe that her first kiss was taken away so easily by the other party.

"You... bad guy!" Her usual round eyes, which were very agile, filled with mist, and her eyelashes were slightly opened, as if she was about to shed tears.

Pei Jingshuo did not express any apology, but just stood there and told her calmly:

"Ruan Xiaoan, you were the first to provoke me—"

"Rise words..." The girl tried her best to hold back her tears and glared at him fiercely.

But Pei Jingshuo took a few steps towards her, and the words when she spoke made her stunned again.

"But I will be responsible for you."

Under the orange light, the inch-headed youth has a handsome face, his long and narrow eyebrows are raised, and his tenderness overflows like a spring tide.

"The one who is responsible for a lifetime, okay?"

This has been a real confession.

From the moment the boy kissed her, he had already dedicated his whole heart, and never thought about the way back.

The air was quiet for a few seconds.

Pei Jingshuo saw that the girl's face in the setting sun was like the most magnificent sunset, and the thin red spread from the neck to the face did not know whether it was her shame or timidity.

"You...you think beautiful!"

Juvenile's straight ball is indeed beyond Bi Ming's expectations, but it is not the time.

She will not follow the pace of the other party.

So now it's best... let the timid and ignorant Ruan Xiaoan come to an end.

The girl tried her best to stand still in his sight, then took a deep breath, turned and ran.

The young man didn't have time to catch her, but he could only see her fleeing back, like a deer being chased by some wild beast in the forest.

"This idiot..."

***

On a new day of Class 17, something happened again.

Ruan Xiaoan changed seats.

There is a "special seat" at the front of the classroom for students who don't listen carefully, and now there is a new owner.

In the last row, Ran Le felt someone's extremely terrifying low air pressure and decisively pretended to be dead.

Yesterday, Brother Shuo also asked the class representative out, but I didn't expect to go directly to the crematorium today.

Ruan Xiaoan, who has always been easy to talk, seems to be determined to move out this time. Even the head teacher can't persuade him, so he can only let him occupy the "special seat" in the front row.

"Teacher, I don't want to sit with Pei Jingshuo, he will affect my study." Bi Ming's face was pale and his tone was weak, with a posture of "If you don't agree to me, I will be persecuted by evil forces".

The head teacher shuddered as he looked at the board-inch boy in the last row with his legs crossed and his eyes as cold as a knife.

On second thought, it is indeed hard work for the little girl. It is not easy to face this kind of beast every day.

So he waved his hand and approved Bi Ming's seat change.

This can hurt a bunch of people.

The first to bear the brunt is naturally Ran Xiaole, who is close to a friend. He even took the initiative to find the rabble behind Pei Jingshuo in the school between classes—

"Brother Shuo is in an explosive mood today, please think of a way."

All kinds of bad ideas of the horses have come up:

"Why don't you go and pick the site of those calves in the Thirteenth Middle School?"

"Go to the club to pick up girls, play cards, drink some wine, and everything will be fine!"

"You guys are too vulgar, it's unbearable!" One person shook his head, and the electronic cigarette in his hand swayed, "Lezi, why are you angry with Brother Pei first? We have to find the right medicine!"

Ran Le thought about it and sighed.

In his opinion, friends are now purely dissatisfied with desires, unable to pursue love, and may be rejected by those who like them.

It's a bit of a waste to say this kind of thing, and I can't tell this bunch of rubbish.

He made some excuses to put these people away, turned around and went back to the classroom, ready to ask his friend if he needed to make an appointment to vent.

As soon as he entered the classroom, he was stunned.

Under Pei Jingshuo's super low pressure, there was a real warrior sitting next to him.

Yin Han held the heavy textbook and placed it on the table with a thud.

Then he went back to get his schoolbag and hung it on the hook on the side of the desk.

Then there are thermos, pencil bags, geographic atlases…

Just before she sat down, Pei Jingshuo finally spoke, his voice was as cold as ice in Antarctica—

"Go away, this is not for you to sit on."

Yin Han's hands trembled, but he still sat down firmly.

"It's none of your business, the teacher didn't say anything, where do you care where I sit?"

In the past few days, she has figured out one thing, if she doesn't get Pei Jingshuo's love, it's not bad to get his hatred and make him have to accept his existence.

Ran Le, who was in front of him, gasped coldly, sweating wildly on his forehead.

Why is Yin Han's stubborn energy the same as last semester?

Ye Xingyuan's turtle grandson is really useless, this is a living green hat!

[Host, look at it, your home has been stolen in a blink of an eye. ] The system reminded Bi Ming in his ear.

Bi Ming stopped the pen that was writing historical notes.

so interesting? She was looking forward to Pei Jingshuo's reaction.

Soon, a messy and noisy sound came from the back of the classroom.

"Ah—are you crazy, Pei Jingshuo?" With Yin Han's exclamation, the inch-headed boy carried his bag and kicked his own stool directly.

The stools and the floor made a loud bang, making the whole class turn their attention.

"Damn, why are you looking for bad luck?" Pei Jingshuo put one hand in his pocket and snorted softly, his cold expression as before.

Ran Le sighed.

After the teenager kicked over the chair, many people in the classroom discovered one thing.

This semester's Pei Jingshuo has changed a lot from last semester.

Don't skip classes, don't fight, and the grumpy temper has also restrained a lot.

And now, the Demon King of Chaos seems to be back again.

Although it was a recess, the classroom was silent at the moment.

No one dared to provoke that dynamite keg.

Even Yin Han could only stare blankly at him carrying his schoolbag, leaving the classroom recklessly as he did a long time ago.

The farce was later reported to the class teacher by the monitor.

The head teacher, who was frowning with frown, had to call Yin Han to the office, and persuaded her earnestly to return to her original seat.

"Then why can Ruan Xiaoan change his position if he wants to?" Yin Han stared at the head teacher stubbornly, as if he wanted an explanation, "Teacher, you won't be so biased, will you?"

The head teacher was speechless.

What does he have to say, the seat that Bi Ming is sitting is the only single seat in the class, or a special seat when punishing students.

He felt wronged that the other party had to sit there in order to avoid Pei Jingshuo.

However, no matter what, as a teacher, I can't be angry.

The head teacher thought about it and gave her a suggestion: "Yin Han, if you envy Xiao An's position, you can change with her."

Yin Han frowned and remained silent.

She didn't understand why Ruan Xiaoan, the green tea bitch, always got more than herself.

Pei Jingshuo likes it, other students like it, even the teacher likes it...

What's wrong with her?

After school, Bi Ming, who was packing her schoolbag and preparing to leave the school, was stopped by someone.

"Ruan Xiaoan," Ran Le lay in front of her, "can you go somewhere with me?"

The girl looked at him suspiciously: "Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you come with me, it's related to Brother Shuo." He pursed his lips, his expression completely lost the usual frivolity and funnyness.

Bi Ming lowered her head, and it took a while before she answered "En".

Meanwhile, in a dim alley.

There are two groups of people, standing clearly.

On one side is a little gangster in fancy clothes, the leader is smoking a cigarette and grinning:

"I heard that there is a guy named Pei in this area. He's very arrogant. He made Laozi's bar a mess?"

On the other side, Ding Peng and his group with weak legs huddled behind Pei Jingshuo and whispered:

"Brother, these people seem to be from the vocational school. The scoundrels from the Thirteenth Middle School have invited foreign aid. Should we withdraw first..."

Pei Jingshuo had already tore off his jacket, clenched his fists with both hands and moved his wrists, the clicking sound of joints matched with his bloodthirsty chuckle, playing a violent prologue.

"Remove what, waiting to collect the corpses for this group of idiots."

He now has a cloud of yin fire in his chest, burning panic.

Now that someone happened to hit him on the muzzle, he naturally wanted to vent.