The sweet smell of citrus

But she didn't enter the classroom immediately, but waited and watched for a while.

Song Yi was very personable when he was doing the questions, he didn't even raise his head, he just stretched out his hands, and occasionally he would look out the window to relax his eyes.

After a long time, Cheng Jialan changed from peeking from the side to standing at the door and watching directly.

She thought Song Yi would find her, but——

For a while.

No.

It seemed that he felt neglected, but Cheng Jialan felt a little unreasonable if he insisted on saying this, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he made a big noise and rushed into the classroom.

Song Yi really looked up!

only--

She only had one look in her eyes, and then she returned to the 'Heavenly Immortal' workbook.

Cheng Jialan returned to the classroom, but after returning, he was even more bored.

Because there is only the rustling sound of writing in the classroom, the people around her ignore her.

Besides, Song Yi didn't feel tired after writing homework for so long?

It's time to stop and rest!

People with such evil thoughts in their hearts opened their mouths secretly, interrupting Song Yi's thoughts.

Then, she succeeded.

"Bored?" Song Yi supported his head, glanced at Cheng Jialan's drawer, and then stretched out his hand.

The squad leader had long fingers, and put them together. He directly picked up a pile of workbooks, colorful, Chinese, mathematics, English, physics, chemistry and politics.

Put it on the table again, clean from beginning to end.

Her eyes moved slightly, her mouth opened, and she asked, "Are you bored?"

Cheng Jialan: ...

Even though I thought about thousands of follow-ups, I never expected that the squad leader would act so coquettishly.

"I……"

"I don't think Cheng will be bored right now." Song Yi opened the Chinese workbook, "The foundation is weak, let's do Chinese first."

"After doing it for a while and getting bored, write English again."

"Didn't I show you a lot of math notes recently? After writing English and math, write a little bit."

"After finishing writing, the lunch break should be over."

The noon time was properly arranged by Song Yi with a few words.

Cheng Jialan's eyes almost went dark, she shook her head, "I can't do so much!"

"It's okay, do it slowly." Hearing this, Song Yi turned off Chinese and mathematics, and spread out English, "You seem a little bored now, so let's do the simplest English first."

simplest? ? ?

Cheng Jialan took a look at the simplest book and felt dizzy.

"I, I won't." Counseling, began to coax.

She shouldn't have gone back to the classroom.

Song Yi smiled lightly, knowing that his deskmate would say such things, he said, "Every time you say that, if you don't know it, just ask me."

"Then you won't know every question... will I ask you every time?" She said she didn't know how to answer the first question.

"Look at the notes first, if you don't know it yet, just accumulate three questions and ask me together."

After explaining a few words, it's almost [-]:[-], and you can't delay too much time to do the questions at noon, and you will have time to come out to get things later, Song Yi didn't say any more, and started to do the questions directly.

Cheng Jialan was led by her, and soon began to pick up a pen.

Although she doesn't like to study, she is still very obedient, and if she doesn't know how to read it, she will read the notes first.

At [-]:[-] noon, people returned to the classroom one after another, waiting for class.

When everyone came, what they saw was such a rather harmonious scene——

The sun shines through the window and shines on Song Yi and Cheng Jialan.

The new transfer student seemed to be confused about something. She was asking the monitor for advice, but the monitor stopped writing and began to answer her questions in a soft voice.

She didn't seem to be able to do it once, and the squad leader was patient... said it a second time.

Look, it really looks like a scene from an idol drama.

It turns out that the relationship between the monitor and the new transfer student has been so good since I don't know when.

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Someone started to pay attention to this matter, and found that the relationship between the two may be better than everyone imagined.

The transfer students had to bring soup to the monitor every morning, and the monitor who never liked to accept things from others actually accepted it every day.

Eh, on second thought, the transfer student has been here for more than two months.

Chapter 27 I declare that I will unilaterally cool you down

After coming out of the bathroom, Song Yi paused in front of the mirror for a while.

She looked critically at herself in the mirror.

After a long pause, she slowly approached the mirror, then stretched out her hand, and compared her face.

……

What the hell?

Why do I feel that the flesh on the side of my face is puffing up?

It's only a little bit, but it's still noticeable.

No, maybe the eyes and the mirror deceived myself.

Thinking so, Song Yi quickly went to the living room, and took out the electronic scale that he hadn't used for a long time.

Ah, the numbers on the electronic screen told her brightly that she had gained weight.

Fat.

Actually fat.

When such a thing happened, the exercise book was not done.

After sitting down, she thought carefully... Forget it, she doesn't need to think about it, it's normal to gain weight recently.

After all, he has been fed by Cheng Jialan for almost half a month.

I drank pigeon soup every morning, and at noon, I was dragged to eat a box lunch, or was given a magical extra meal, and occasionally had some after-dinner snacks or something.

And recently, it took a lot of time to explain the topic to Cheng Jialan, so Song Yi canceled his yoga plan every night, and saved the free time for the test paper.