[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

Until she had changed back into her clothes and sat in the classroom of group A, Donghua's cheeks were still blushing, and she kept looking down at the textbooks rather to hide it, as if she wanted to draw a line from the other students who were discussing enthusiastically.

Someone suddenly stuffed something into the palm that was raised slightly because of pressing the foot of the book, and she was suddenly scratched by the wrapping paper of that thing to her sensitive palm. The boy next to him: "Zheng Jun..."

Akashi supported his palm with one hand, and nodded to her, his attitude was a little lazy: "Is there something uncomfortable? I have been distracted."

Dong Hua glanced at the books under her hand reflexively—she hadn't turned a page since she sat down, and the embarrassing picture in the empty classroom almost instantly appeared in her mind uncontrollably, no matter whether he was clamped around her waist Whether it's big hands, soft lips or playful eyes, they all seem to be engraved into the nerves.A thin layer of red was subtly dyed around her eyes, and she slightly tilted her head: "There is no discomfort."

"Well, I think so." He nodded with a serious face, as if agreeing with her, "If Donghua came by herself, she should not touch the wound."

"boom--"

The hardcover book whose pages were turned suddenly lost the shackles of the fingers, and the spine of the book, which was perfectly stitched, hit the table immediately, making a loud impact sound. Fortunately, the class is chaotic enough now, and no one has noticed the situation here.Dong Hua's eyes were completely red, she puffed up unconsciously, turned to look at him in pleading, bit her lower lip and shook her head slightly.

"Is it still there? Donghua was very careless." He tilted his head, as if he didn't know anything about the girl's prayer.

The girl was so ashamed to cry in front of him, her cheeks were as hot as flames.She has always been the passive side, especially when it comes to emotional matters. Almost all the intimacy so far has been led by Akashi, and she was suddenly held down by him and asked to take the initiative. The nerves that are accustomed to relaxation can't bear it .She clenched her palms unconsciously, and the milk candy slid into her palms. The girl winked at him pitifully: "Zheng Jun, don't do this..."

"So what?"

"..." She pursed her lips, and closed her eyes as if she was going all out. She thought that the loud voice would come out of her throat like a mosquito, "You bully me like this..."

His ear canals were suddenly swept by his chuckle, and Donghua's back went numb—she seemed to be reacting more and more to Akashi's voice recently: "Does Donghua think this is bullying? I'm sorry."

The toffee in the palm of his hand was suddenly taken away by him, and then there was the sound of rubbing the candy wrapper being peeled off. Just as Donghua raised her head to look at him in a daze, a toffee was suddenly brought to her lips.

"Eat." He had a gentle smile in his eyes.

Dong Hua flickered her eyelashes, and was about to open her mouth when she heard him add slowly: "Be careful not to touch the wound."

...It's really bad!

However, even though she was thinking so angrily in her heart, she still opened her mouth obediently, and lightly bit the toffee into her mouth.

The platinum-haired girl bent her swan-like slender neck, and obediently twirled the toffee from his fingertips. From his point of view, the long fluffy eyelashes were perfectly curved, and her cheeks hadn't completely shed the baby fat. There is a kind of pure charm slowly dissipating.Even though her obedience satisfied his desire for control, it also catalyzed it to a certain extent. Akashi's fingertips twitched undetectably, but he was then restrained by himself.

Akashi lowered his head lightly, his long bangs covered the pair of jewel-like scarlet gold pupils, and at the same time covered the deep fishy color that almost spread from his eyes.

At the same time, the discussion in the class finally came to an end. The literary and art committee member walked up to the podium and patted the table, and at the same time took out a small cardboard box from under the table with a smile: "Everyone has worked hard, and the division of labor will be done in a while." After the arrangement, I have reported to the class teacher for the rest of the time, we can play a game!"

As soon as this was said, a few boys in the back row who had a fixed atmosphere of activity immediately patted the table and cheered.

The atmosphere in the class had just calmed down, and half-grown teenagers gathered together, and anything could double the atmosphere, and the classroom suddenly exploded like water like boiling oil.

"Play whatever you want!"

"Truth or Dare?"

"...Do you still dare to mention truth or dare?"

The two boys in the back row who were discussing intensely recalled the study and training at Toji Temple during the summer vacation, and looked at the two straight backs in the front row, and finally shook their heads vigorously in the same way.

The literary and art committee in front didn't know the tragic memories of the boys in the back row, so they still clapped their hands with a smile on their faces: "Please be quiet, because moving the tables and chairs is too much trouble, so let's all play together - beat the drums and pass the flowers, I'm here The superiors knock on the blackboard with their backs to everyone, and whoever gets the flower will go to the podium to draw a note and answer the questions above truthfully, and if they don’t want to answer the questions, they can perform a show.”

Both gossip and performances can make everyone excited, and there was another round of applause. The literary and art committee took out the prepared cloth flower and put it on the desk of the first student, signaling her to pass it on when she started knocking on the blackboard.

Donghua didn't feel nervous at all, it would be better to say that her heart was still beating in her chest at a dangerous frequency, and her thoughts were all on that person, so she had no spare time to worry about other things. For a person who does things well, I am afraid that there will not be any embarrassing questions in that cardboard box.After thinking about this, she changed her sitting position, moved her tongue slightly, pressed the milk candy under the base of her tongue, and slowly tasted the sweetness of the milk.

The literature and art committee members on the stage were still clapping the board gently, Donghua watched the cloth flowers move one by one absently, until the clapping above stopped, she nodded in a daze: ah, it’s Zheng Jun.

Eh?Zhengjun? !She immediately sat up straighter.

The red-haired boy stared blankly at the cloth flowers that had been placed on his desk, then raised his head to look at the somewhat nervous art committee member.The classroom fell silent again, and everyone turned to look at him like a sunflower.

However, Akashi didn't respond. He just pressed the table and stood up quietly, and asked calmly when the literary and art committee hesitated to speak: "Please give me the box."

As if waking up from a dream, the literary and art committee took out a cardboard box from under the podium: "Here, Akashi-san."

Akashi reached in through the round hole of the handmade cardboard box, and he neatly grabbed the first piece of paper that he touched and took it out. He handed the piece of paper to the literary and art committee in silence.The latter's fingers trembled a little. After unfolding the note, he immediately looked at the platinum-haired girl in the audience reflexively, and then handed the opened note back to him with a complicated expression: "Akashi-san, do you want to answer or not?" ...?"

She originally wanted to say "performance program", but the word doesn't match "Akashi Seijuro" anyway, and in the end she just smiled awkwardly and ended with a blank.

Akashi Seijuro couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he saw the handwriting on the note, but he quickly recovered his expressionless face, then turned around naturally, and gave a slight smile to the students who were watching him sincerely. Raising the volume: "The thing is, my ideal type."

There was a small sound of breathing in group A, and many people turned their heads to look at the girl next to the empty seat.

Donghua herself was taken aback, her long eyelashes fluttering as frequently as a butterfly's wings, and her cheeks, which had just dissipated the watery red color, were once again bleeding.

On the stage, the young man licked the corners of his lips at her, showing a smile, and the sound of inhaling became even louder, accompanied by a lot of whispers of "I'll just say it!"

"My ideal type is a woman with refined taste."

When Dong Hua heard him say this, the sweetness in her heart hadn't spread yet, another kind of heavy oppressive feeling came out of nowhere.

"A woman with elegant taste? Are you not elegant enough?" Sakai Toshiko looked at the girl sitting opposite him in disbelief, took a sip of the coffee just brought by the waiter, "It's better to say that the speed of communication between you two The speed caught me off guard, when did you guys get together?"

While stirring the coffee under her hand absently, Dong Hua pursed her lips: "On the day I called you."

"...Excuse me, what did you say?" Toshiko Sakai's eyes widened even more inconceivably, "You mean you confessed your love to him just after you realized what you wanted?!"

"This..." Dong Hua bit her lower lip, blushed and turned her head, "I didn't confess."

"He confessed?"

"No!" She shook her head weakly, "No one confessed..."

The further you go, the lower the voice.

"Ah, I understand," Sakai Toshiko lowered half of his eyelids, a little speechless, "I think you two are quite logical, that is President Akashi, and it's because I like you that I can be with you so soon-you actually just because of this Running from Kyoto to Tokyo?!"

"Because," the next words are really hard to explain to outsiders, her cheeks are so red that she doesn't look good, fortunately she has booked a box, otherwise it would be too impolite to sit in the hall for the passing guests and waiters to see, Dong Hua pursed her lips lips, and blinked uneasily before continuing in a low voice, "I don't think I'm elegant enough in front of him..."

"Ah? Then what do you look like in front of him?"

She gave up on herself and showed her flushed face in front of her friends: "That's it."

Sakai Toshiko choked.

Dong Hua curled her lips, lowered her eyes in frustration, and groaned out the uneasiness that had been suppressed in her heart recently: "I always unconsciously show the mood of this little girl, and the way she speaks, she is always in a trance and coyly in front of him." , as long as he gets a little closer, his face becomes so red that he can't speak, and his actions are frizzy and he can't calm down, obviously! It's obviously not like this before..."

"So?" Sakai Toshiko leaned back and looked at her with a complicated expression.

"So I think," she pursed her lips, "I have to try my best to correct it, and I can't always lose my composure in front of Zhengjun."