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She patted the edge of the microphone, and there were two dull voices, which made everyone quiet.

Jing Yi replied unhurriedly: No.After she finished speaking, she glanced at the boy and laughed: I have a date.

The classmates who joined in the fun sighed after hearing this, while Huang Ye and Zhao Jie on both sides of me were holding my arms tightly and getting excited

A few minutes later, the get out of class bell rang.

Jing Yi's class this semester has finally come to an end. Although she is boring in class, she is still very popular. I sat on the seat and watched the students go up to talk to her, what's more, they picked up their mobile phones group photo.

After Jing Yi dealt with them one by one, everyone dispersed.

The separation and reunion of life is so simple. After many years, the communication with Jing Yi this year may only become one sentence: My sophomore English teacher is very beautiful.

But I am different.

My sophomore English teacher is my girlfriend.

When I was thinking about this, I was the only one left in the class. I looked at Jing Yi who was packing up the books on the podium, and I just found it pleasing to the eye.

She raised her head, made eye contact with me, and then said to the microphone in front of her: Come up.

I smiled, picked up my backpack and walked out of the place, stepping down the stairs step by step to her side.

There are still some audio files in the computer that need to be uploaded. She made room for me, let me walk to the podium, and pulled the chair behind me.

I looked at her suspiciously, and heard her say: step on it.

I obediently stepped on the chair with one foot and stood up, and then I stabilized. She put her arms around my waist and pushed me, forcing me to sit on the podium facing the blackboard, with my legs hanging in the air.

In this way, I was much taller than her, and she put her hand on my waist, and lowered her head to click on the computer.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle, I could see her hair when I turned my head, and I could smell the faint fragrance of her body if I got closer, and I could kiss her even closer.

But I still sat obediently, swayed my legs obediently, and secretly felt happy for our posture and getting along with each other.

I looked up at the projector next to the blackboard, followed the movement of the mouse she operated, and watched the progress bar of the file transfer from head to micro-end bit by bit.

After she finished, I looked down at her, and she was looking back at me.

I smiled, imitating how she usually treats me, and patted her head.

Are there classes in the evening? she asked.

I shook my head: no.

She exerted a little force on her hands, hugged my waist slightly, and raised her eyebrows at me: Come with me?

I laughed: where are you going?

She picked up the bag on the table and hung it on her shoulder, moved closer to me, half hugged me, and motioned for me to come down. I exerted a little force, pressed the platform with one hand, and hooked her neck with the other, and then jumped. go down.

Her hand is still on my waist: Having dinner with friends, they say they want to see you.

I lifted my backpack and pursed my mouth: It's not like I haven't seen it before.

She replied with a look of indifference, looking down at me: whether to go or not.

I laughed: go go go.

As a girlfriend, I understand.

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☆、Chapter 38

It was still Jing Yi's friends who had dinner together at night, although Jing Yi said that to me before, but I would not shamelessly think that this meal was a welcome gift for me.

Halfway through the meal, Wang Ze also came.

I don’t know if you still remember this man, but let me recall for you.

She likes the first sun in the morning, likes yellow oil bread, likes coffee, likes soft-boiled poached eggs, likes mango mille-feuille, likes me.

Remember it.

When he came, there was a woman beside him, presumably this woman was the so-called woman who likes Mango Melaleuca.

When Wang Ze and her mango were seated, Jing Yi glanced at me calmly, and I stuck out my tongue at her.

This meal is no different from the previous ones. Zhang Manhua completely disappeared from our lives after the last cheating incident. In this meeting, I still play a small role, Jing Yi's little follower.

Jing Yi tonight was the only night that he was free in the past few weeks. After eating, everyone ordered some fruit and sat at the table to chat.

Most of the students on the table were classmates from college, and they chatted about their college life.

As the only senior here, Wang Ze chatted a few words about his deeds at that time, but he was so embarrassed that no one could answer, so he suddenly picked up the wine and ordered my name, so scared that I swallowed the banana before I chewed it. go down.

Little friend, no one could catch up to my elementary school girl, but you took her down.

I smiled and picked up my cup to clink with him.

It didn't matter if we touched each other, all the students on the table picked up their wine glasses and clinked glasses with me. Although they didn't speak, they seemed to show that they knew me.

After I retracted my hand and was about to drink it, Jing Yi beside me suddenly picked up the cup too.

I turned my head to smile at her, and bumped into her with a clang.

Now that the topic has turned to our Jing Yi, then I will not be polite, so I finished the cup in my hand, looked at everyone present, and asked: Is there any interesting gossip at Jing Yi University to listen to.