[Quick Transmigration] The hero's blackening value has exploded again

"Rest period?!"

These three words were like five thunderclaps, Zhou Jiale began to doubt life, and then his ears popped out.

Zhou Jiale was so tortured that he couldn't stand still. He sat down on the toilet while holding the flush tank, staring at his lower body in despair.

Forget it, there is no other way.I can't bear it anymore, so let's solve it on the spot.

Lust was too violently impacting the brain, Zhou Jiale thought so resignedly.

"Jingle Bell__"

Ji Feng stepped into the classroom, and immediately cast his eyes on the last table next to the window.The schoolbag was on the stool, but no one was there.

"Brother Ji, why did you come so early today?" Ji Feng was often absent from morning reading, and Jiang Ziyu was used to it.

"Wake up early." Ji Feng looked away.

He couldn't tell others, the thought of seeing Zhou Jiale made him motivated to get up.

He didn't quite understand where this strange desire and thought came from, and how to explain it.Just thinking about it and doing it.

The imaginable person is not there.

Seeing Ji Feng looking at the back seat frequently, Jiang Ziyu said, "I bumped into Song Qi before the bell rang. He seemed to be in a hurry and didn't even have time to say hello."

Ji Feng frowned: "Did something happen?"

"Maybe it's something uncomfortable... because I saw that his face was not normal." Jiang Ziyu rolled his eyes, "Hey, he's back."

Monsoon turned to look at the back door.

A well-behaved boy in the new school uniform walked into the classroom. He never thought that Yude's school uniform would suit his temperament so well. With straight shoulders, narrow waist, slender hands and long legs, it is easy to think of willows sprouting in spring.

But for some reason, the young man's cheeks were flushed, just like his intoxicated appearance when they first met, and there was a touch of red at the end of his eyes, giving birth to a charm that contradicted his own youthful temperament.

Ji Feng's eyes were dark, he pressed his tongue against his cheek, and licked his dry lips again.

"Are you okay? You look not in good spirits." Jiang Ziyu asked.

Zhou Jiale smiled at him: "It's okay."

Afraid that the smell on his body would remain, he pushed all the windows open to let the wind blow in.The wind in the summer morning is the coolest, blowing people's pores open