She has little monsters in her pencil case

Originally, Sang Wan just casually glanced over there, but after that glance, all doubts in her eyes turned to surprise.

Then his gaze was stuck there and he couldn't move away.

Wherever Sang Wan looked, there was nothing special, just an ordinary pencil case, which belonged to Liang Bing.

Liang Bing's personality is there, so the things he uses are all simple, even the pen case is simple and square in white.

But not now, the moment Sang Wan looked over.

Originally, Liang Bing's pen case was quiet, but just now it was noisy because of Xiao Jianjian lying there.

It was finally quiet again now, but other moths came out again.

I saw Jianjian who was lying on the side of Liang Bing's pencil case full of vigor and roaring, now hanging there in a daze, with a big head emerging, facing Sang Wan's side, but didn't say a word.

If it's just like this, it's fine, Sang Wan won't be so surprised.

What really made Sang Wan feel bald was that something happened.

The broken little broken pen unexpectedly leaked ink at this moment, and a little black ink flowed out from the gap in the pen cap, and slid down the pen barrel quietly.

After a while, a small corner of Liang Bing's clean pen case was blackened.

Then the next second, Sang Wan, who was still in a daze seeing this scene, heard Xiao Jianjian's confused voice.

[Well, please take care of me when we meet for the first time, my name is Jianjian.There is a box of exclusive ink and an exclusive pen case at home. I have a house, a land and an owner. I have a good status at home. Can I chase you? 】

Chase you?

chasing who?

Sang Wan was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then she came to her senses.

She looked in Xiao Jianjian's direction, just in time to see the marker pen with the cap removed in her hand.

The marker pen is a new member of Sang Wan's pen box. It was just bought the day before the monthly exam, and it hasn't shown up on this desk yet.

It was Sang Wan who brought it back from the stationery store in order to distinguish the key points in class more clearly.

Sang Wan fixed her eyes on the marker pen in her hand, and for some reason suddenly remembered her first encounter with the scumbag.

That day.

She stripped off her cheap clothes.

Nowadays.

She took off the cap from the marker.

Sang Wan twitched the corners of her mouth, looked at the marker pen in her hand, then at the ink-stained scumbag, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

This stuff.

Shouldn't be.

Nosebleed?

As soon as this idea appeared in her mind, Sang Wan's pupils dilated by two points, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt certain that the curse words came out without thinking.

"You are so obscene!"

You rascal!

[Fuck me wretched? ? 】

Xiao Jianjian immediately became indignant when she heard the slander.

[You take off his clothes in front of me when you come up with a bad word, and you still call me wretched?what can I do!The face of labor and management is blushing, can you stop nosebleeds! 】

Besides, even if it's obscene, you can't say it in front of her!

"Shut up!!"

Sang Wan also blushed, resolutely refusing to admit that it was her mistake.

The main reason is that she was annoyed by this little thing just now, and she didn't think about it at all.

Besides, Xiao Jianjian usually lies in the pencil case and chats with her, how could such an accident happen.

And Liang Bing too!

If you have nothing to do, why put it on the card!

What's the matter!

However, the cheap man still wants to ask for an explanation.

[Then what, it can't be my fault, right!You see, this is not what I want to be an apprentice, can you discuss it, I want to chase her...]

What are you chasing after!

When Sang Wan heard this, she became even more angry from embarrassment, Yin Fang gritted her anger from it, and raised her hand without hesitation.

With a "bang", Liang Bing's pen case was slammed shut, leaving little room for rebuttal.

but.

Sang Wan did this series of actions so well that she completely forgot the most important point.

Where is this, this is the classroom, and this is the seat.

It's not just her and Jianjian.

Sitting next to Sang Wan, Liang Bing, who was an arm's length away, was startled when she heard Sang Wan's sudden "You are so obscene!"

Somewhat surprised, she turned her head to look at Sang Wan next to her.

He blinked incredulously.

Obscene?

Who?

I?

Liang Bing looked up and made sure that Zhang Qiyu and Wang Su in the front row hadn't returned yet.

So, this means that my own didn't run away...?

But there is no reason.

Why would you scold yourself every night?

Liang Bing, who was puzzled by the sentence "You are so obscene!", thought for a while, but still felt that it would be safer to ask.

However, because the way he asked was inappropriate last time, Sang Wan was a little scared, so Liang Bing was going to use a safer way of questioning.

As a result, this safe question died in the belly before it was spoken.

Before Liang Bing could speak, he was thrown off by the person next to him, "Shut up!"

"..."

Liang Bing pushed his glasses and turned them back.

Under the eyes hidden by the lens, there was a rare slight tinge of grievance.

What's the matter.

Just came back so fierce.

Liang Bing was wronged, and the one lying in the pencil case was even more wronged than her.

Embarrassed and annoyed because she was angry, Sang Wan ignored the little bitch who was yelling in the pencil case all evening.

It wasn't until after dinner and evening self-study that Sang Wan suddenly remembered that she hadn't wiped off the "nosebleed" she had bled.

Immediately, he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth again.

However, Xiao Jianjian's mess can be left alone, but Sang Wan can't ignore Liang Bing's affairs.

At this point in her thoughts, Sang Wan raised her elbow to slap Liang Bing's arm, mouthed her pencil case, and said in a low voice.

"Ah Liang, your pen case is leaking ink."

You said you are too, what are you doing with the ink in the broken pen?

Hearing this, Liang Bing raised his head and looked towards the pencil case. As expected, the corners were stained with black lacquer.

Liang Bing frowned, took out the pen from the pen case, and easily identified the culprit.

Now that Xiao Jianjian is free and dishonest, she is still yelling while being pinched by Liang Bing.

[Where is my wife? 】

Whatever it is, it's your daughter-in-law!

Did I agree? Me!

Although Sang Wan's words were hidden in her heart, Xiao Jianjian, who was always good at reading words and expressions, understood her thoughts at a glance.

When he opened his mouth, there was even a bit of coddling. If he had any face, he must have blushed three points before saying a word.

[Then, what, although a gentleman should not look at injustice, but I didn't hold you back, did I?Then it was me who saw her, I have to be responsible, don’t you think... It’s also the first time I’m in love, I swear that I will be courteous and take her home with eight sedan chairs! 】

And eight lifts of the sedan chair.

We are not into this.

Besides, do you have long hands?

Hearing this, Sang Wan pushed her pencil case, especially the markers in it, away with a blank expression.

I disagree!

At this moment, Liang Bing didn't notice Sang Wan's small movements. He was pulling out a tissue from the drawer and carefully wiping the pen in his hand.

After finishing what she was doing, Sang Wan tried her best to block the noisy noise, no matter how the other party yelled, she just pretended not to hear it.

Sang Wan pondered for a moment, her eyes flicked around Liang Bing's fingertips, her words paused and paused, and finally she couldn't help asking the question she wanted to ask softly.

"Ah Liang, I remember you saying that this pen is broken? Why is it still filled with ink?"

When hearing these words, Liang Bing was looking down at the things in his hand.

With light eyes, she put the wiped pen into the pen case, and replied lightly.

"Because it was given by grandpa."

So I always tidy it up well, as if that care is still by my side.

It was just a simple sentence, and Liang Bing's words did not contain too much emotion.

But Sang Wan understood it, her eyes flickered, and she understood the meaning.

Everyone has a past, and everyone has their own story.

Sang Wan has also experienced similar things, so she probably understands this feeling.

But those who left will not come back, we still have our own lives.

Sang Wan opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say to comfort her.

It's just that my heart suddenly softened, and I always wanted to do something for Liang Bing.

At this moment, Sang Wan's mind was full of thoughts, and the light in her eyes flickered, which happened to fall on Liang Bing's fingertips.

Liang Bing's hands were beautiful, white and slender, with well-defined joints and attractive fingertips.

It's just that at this moment, those beautiful fingertips are stained with a little bit of black, sticking there a bit abruptly.

Probably Liang Bing accidentally rubbed it when he was rubbing the pen just now.

So Sang Wan's words turned around, "Liang Bing, your hands are stained with ink."

Then he took out a package of wet wipes from the drawer on his own initiative and tore it open.

Nothing else.

He leaned over and grabbed Liang Bing's fingers and held it gently, and in the next second he was holding someone else's fingertips and gently wiping them.

The wipes were cold, but her hands were warm.

When her fingertips lightly touched her skin, it felt gentle and gentle, and it made people addicted to it in a second.

This action was very surprising. Liang Bing was stunned for a moment, and his fingertips trembled slightly, but he was not willing to hide after all.

He just looked down at Sang Wan, pursed his lips, couldn't hold back after thinking for a while, and finally asked the question that he had been holding back all afternoon.

"I heard you talking this afternoon, are you angry?"

And last time, it seemed to be the same situation.

What happened to make a gentle person do this repeatedly?

Liang Bing wasn't a fool either, after a little thought, he knew that Sang Wan didn't mean it to him.

So, what is the reason for this strange behavior?

So, what happened?

Liang Bing's sudden question made Sang Wan pause, and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at the little girl over there, and after a moment of silence, she continued to wipe Liang Bing's fingertips.

"Some things are outrageous, and you may not believe me if I tell you."

"How do you know I won't believe you if you don't tell me?"

You say it, and I believe it.

Sang Wan laughed when she heard this, and let go of the hand that was holding Liang Bing's fingertips. When she raised her eyes, she looked at Liang Bing intently.

"Then if I say..."

Do you have a little monster in your pencil case?

will you believe it?

If I say, there is a pen in this world that can speak.

will you believe it?