The squad leader knew I was stealing

He shook his head and sat up, staring at the bookcase a little dazedly, thinking: This doesn't seem to be his book.

But he still took out a political book from inside, opened his head and pretended to listen carefully.

The ghost knows that he is holding his hands, eyes closed, and head up, and the halazi is about to flow out.

Lin Yanxiu was already in class when he came from the infirmary. The political teacher was flipping through the class on the podium to let the students preview.

Lin Yanxiu didn't want others to see him like this, so he pushed him, "Still sleeping?"

Jing Chong woke up immediately, shook his head heavily, and grinned, "No more sleep, no more sleep."

Lin Yanxiu glanced at him and pushed a glass of water in front of him: "Drink it."

"Huh?" He picked it up and took a sip, "Chan Ling?"

Lin Yanxiu: "Yes."

Jing Chong put down his glass in disgust, "Why do you drink this for me, I don't have a cold."

Lin Yanxiu ignored him, looked behind Jing Chong, picked up his clothes from the ground, hesitated for a while, and finally stuffed them into the pocket of the table.

After Jing Chong woke up, he pushed the cold spirit aside, took out the political book from his bookcase and began to copy notes, and when he handed the book on his desk to Lin Yanxiu, he did not forget to ask: "Why is your school uniform in place?" On the ground?"

Lin Yanxiu: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Jing Chong continued to work on the questions. Lin Yanxiu was like this. He was usually boring and didn't like to talk. Jing Chong didn't care, and continued to take notes with the political teacher.

Lin Yanxiu was still a little worried about whether Jing Chong had caught a cold.He observed most of the class and found that this guy was very active after waking up. He even found a gap when taking notes and did two English reading comprehension articles.

Lin Yanxiu sighed. It turned out that he was just worrying about it. This guy simply got up early and didn't adjust himself.

Jing Chong took notes for a while and found that Lin Yanxiu hadn't put on the school uniform yet, so he touched him: "Put on the school uniform, you are not cold."

Seeing Jing Chong's expression, Lin Yanxiu suddenly bent down to lift Jing Chong's trousers: "Are you cold? Why don't you wear long johns?"

Jing Chong was amused by his strange behavior: "What are you doing, am I planning to play basketball?"

"Then did you hit it?"

Jing Chong laughed, "Nonsense, do you see if I hit you?" After speaking, he glanced at the sky outside the window.

It's already raining.

Lin Yanxiu didn't feel that there was anything wrong, and took out the clothes from his desk pocket: "I'm not cold, you wear them."

Jing Chong was stunned, his brain short-circuited for a second, and a sentence came out of his mouth in the next second, "I am in your heart, is it more important?"

After the words came out, it was a little embarrassing.

But Lin Yanxiu just paused, and then nodded slightly.

Jing Chong's small universe exploded directly.

He was so happy that he was about to say something when Lin Yanxiu's clothes blocked him, and his voice was still a little serious, "Put it on."

Jing Chong bared his teeth, "Okay."

What to do, Jing Chong looked at the water on the table and thought, when he is really happy, even the scale floating in the water is beautiful...

During the lunch break at noon, it was still raining, which did not affect the trip, but my friends still didn't plan to go back to the dormitory.

It was raining and the deadline was approaching, so the friends decided to study by themselves in the class.

Lin Yanxiu was working on a question, when Jia Zixi suddenly exclaimed in front of him, and he intuitively raised his head and looked towards the door.

It was the senior who chatted with Jia Zixi yesterday.

She was talking to the students in the first group, and then pointed to Jing Chong's position with her finger.

Then that classmate came over and began to push the sleeping person next to him, "Jing Chong, someone is looking for you."

Jing Chong got up from the table, eyes sleepy, "Huh?"

Over there, Jia Zixi has already taken the lead in booing, and the boys and girls in the class are also excited.

Those who fell asleep were awakened by the excited voice of the little friend, and their faces were full, what happened?who I am?where am I?

Jing Chong is in this state.

He sat up and shook his numb legs, still not used to sleeping in class.After waking up, he glanced at the door, with the booing expression on his face, and walked towards the door calmly in a western dress.

Su Lian helped her half-wet long hair with her hands, and looked at him with a sweet smile.

Lin Yanxiu suddenly panicked.

After Jing Chong went out, the windows of Class 11 next to the corridor were quickly filled with heads one after another.

The people in class 12 followed suit when they heard the news, and those on the same floor who hadn't returned to the dormitory also slowly looked over here.

The usually heartless and thick-skinned Jing Chong is also a little shy, but vanity is definitely real.

Jing Chong smiled heartily, "What's the matter? Sister."

Su Lian's eyes were shining brightly, and the dimples on his face were also revealed, "Can't I chat with you if I have nothing to do?"

Jing Chong hehe twice, scratched his head, not knowing what to say.

Su Lian smiled in satisfaction, this child is so cute, she purposely glanced at Class 11, "You plan to talk about it here?"

Jing Chong glanced back, his scalp was numb with the unanimous glowing eyes of everyone in the class, the inside was full of gossip lights, he took the lead to walk to the first window in the corridor opposite Class 11.

The construction on the corridor is not considered a floor-to-ceiling window, but it is similar. The cement wall is painted up to the waist, and the above is full of glass. There is a downward arc in the middle, and the glass directly falls to the ground.

Facing the landing point of the glass on the second floor, there are several big golden characters on the back: Department of Western Studies.

Jing Chong and senior sister stood by the first window and chatted one after another.

A gust of wind with drizzle blew over, wet their eyelids and lifted their hair.

Su Lian calmed down and enjoyed it quite a bit. She used her hand to press her messy hair and felt that she was more beautiful.

On the surface, Jing Chong talked and laughed calmly, but secretly shrugged and shrugged, freezing into a silly dog.

The author has something to say:

The next chapter has a lot of psychological descriptions and emotions.

Cutie felt that it was illogical and told the landlord.

I will make serious changes and strive to satisfy everyone.

It is said that the landlord’s data is poor, and I am crying again......

Kneeling for collection, comments, advice, I don’t want to face ah ah ah ah