bow down under the skirt of a rival

For the first time, Jin Yang felt that her name had so many strokes, and her writing speed was so slow—even if she didn't look back, she knew that Ling Ji was watching quietly. Hong, who was about to cry, trembling her bright red lips, wanted to ask her why.

However, when Jin Yang turned around, not only did she not see the picture she imagined, but she even couldn't find Ling Ji's shadow.

What the hell?

Jin Yang looked around suspiciously, and finally stopped at the place where she was talking with Teacher Yang just now, and found Ling Ji who was listening to the training with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes.

Walking quickly to the corridor, Jin Yang leaned on the railing, tiptoed and stretched her head, not only looking a little far away, trying to see the expressions of Ling Ji and Teacher Yang, but also wanting to take advantage of the breeze to find a few words of their conversation .Unfortunately, when she seriously wanted to listen, Teacher Yang and Ling Ji had already talked about the same thing, and only heard two hasty endings.

"I hope you don't blame the teacher." Teacher Yang's voice was full of apology.

Ling Ji's tone was soft, as if showing weakness, "I understand, I will not let the teacher down."

Jin Yang's heart was broken, and she snapped her fingers to summon Qiao Fang.

"What's wrong, boss."

"Did you hear their conversation?"

Qiaofang rolled her eyes, "Who is it?"

"Go away." Jin Yang dismissed the useless hangman, and went to tidy up the seats first.

Said it was tidying up the desktop and changing the position, Jin Yang never took his eyes off Ling Ji, and sent a message on his mobile phone, asking Teacher Yang what to say.

Ling Ji copied the words, even though the phone was vibrating, she didn't change her face, she concentrated on the task at hand, until her new deskmate came to her side to say hello, then she raised her head and said with a smile, "Hello."

"My name is Wang Li." Ling Ji's new deskmate is the male squad leader. He happily introduced himself and extended his hand enthusiastically, "Let's get along well from now on."

Ling Ji hesitated for a moment, stretched out his white and tender hand to hold it, his smile seemed a little weak, his eyes wandered to Teacher Yang who was on the podium, and then to Jin Yang who had been staring at him, he quickly dodged away when his eyes met, As if hiding something.

what happened?

Jin Yang felt baffled, and felt that Teacher Yang said something that shouldn't be said, which irritated Ling Ji.

Today is Monday, sophomore (1) class has always used the time of the first class meeting to change positions, and then followed other classes. The time is quite tight, and the break between classes is naturally deprived.

Jin Yang held back this question in her heart, endured it until the get out of class was over, and went over to drag Ling Ji away without any explanation.

Ling Ji followed Jin Yang obediently, and the two arrived at the terrace on the third floor. When Ling Ji saw that there was no one around, he immediately shook his hands, "What's the matter?"

"What did Teacher Yang tell you?" Jin Yang raised her hands, as if she had to ask the answer.

Ling Ji was vague, "It's nothing, just concerned about whether I can adapt."

"Did I tell you about cheating in the weekly test?" Jin Yang went straight to the point, telling what she knew, "Leave her alone, she's suspicious..."

"No!" Ling Ji had the guts to interrupt Jin Yang's words, the hands that were naturally drooping by his sides were tense, and he was holding on to the skirt, his knuckles turned white from too much force.

Jin Yang pressed Ling Ji's shoulder and threatened, "Say it or not, or I'll read your mind."

Mind-reading is a spell that even goblins know how to read. It is very simple to cast. The disadvantage is that if it invades human consciousness rashly, it will inevitably cause a certain amount of thinking confusion and physical impact on human beings. Jin Yang will not use it unless forced to.

"I..." Ling Ji took two steps back in fear.

Jin Yang put on a solemn expression, showing maroon shiny monster eyes, and pressed the hand on Ling Ji's shoulder with a little force.

Then he sighed resignedly and shook his head, Ling Ji hesitated and said, "My mother called Teacher Yang."

"Huh?" Jin Yang roughly guessed what it meant, but didn't dare to confirm it, and urged Ling Ji, "What did you say?"

"My mother asked the teacher about my situation, and Teacher Yang said that I get along well with my deskmate." Ling Ji bit his lip, and paused for a moment before moving, "My mother asked, is my deskmate a girl?"

Sumire thought of the phone call she heard in the dressing room, and understood.

In the dressing room last week, Jin Yang heard Ling Ji call her mother, and heard Ling Ji crying that her sexual orientation would not change, and hoped that her mother would accept it.

Now, Teacher Yang interfered inexplicably with Ling Ji and Jin Yang's tablemate relationship. The excuse given to Jin Yang was that they suspected that they cheated. When I think about it, it is actually very untenable. It was Ling Ji who wrote the big question of the weekly physics test. It wasn't Jin Yang, but what he talked to Ling Ji later was the real reason.

Ling Ji's mother called Teacher Yang, she didn't want Ling Ji's tablemate to be a woman.

No wonder Ling Ji was so taboo before, he didn't even dare to look at her directly.

Always alone, Jin Yang couldn't understand the relationship between mother and daughter, so she could only pat Ling Ji on the shoulder comfortingly.

Seeing Jin Yang's expression, Ling Ji smiled wryly, "You've heard my conversation with my mother, haven't you?"

"..." After all, it's not an upright thing, Jin Yang is embarrassed to nod to admit it, and also embarrassed to shake her head to lie.

Ling Ji lowered his head and murmured, "From now on, my tablemates will only be men."

Seeing that Ling Ji was about to cry again, Jin Yang didn't know how to comfort her, and suggested, "How about I go and clear Teacher Yang's memory?"

"No need." Ling Ji hurriedly waved his hands, raised his head and no longer concealed the red eye circles, "My mother didn't go into details, but she didn't want me to be at the same table as a girl, and Teacher Yang didn't know the inside story, she just respected the parents' choice... ..."

Sumire spread her hands, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After finishing their business, the two of them suddenly became embarrassed, and only the rustling sound of potted plants swaying in the breeze could be heard.

"In the future..." Ling Ji opened his mouth cautiously, waving his phone, "Be careful, use your phone to contact me."

Jin Yang frowned, puzzled, "As for it, Teacher Yang didn't think much about it..."

"But the students look at me so strangely." Ling Ji lowered his head aggrievedly, and picked up the corner of his clothes again, "What did you just say... cheating on the Zhou test?"

Oops.

Jin Yang didn't want to trouble Ling Jitu, and said vaguely, "It's because your grades are so good that they look at you with admiration."

"..." Ling Ji stared at Jin Yang in disbelief, helplessly, "Do I look so easy to deceive?"

"Yes." Jin Yang answered readily.

Ling Ji became angry from embarrassment, he raised his fist and went forward to beat Jin Yang a few times, limp and limp, he seemed to be acting like a spoiled child.

Raising his hand to hold Ling Ji's slender wrist, Jin Yang pulled Ling Ji into his arms, wrapped his arms around Ling Ji's waist to restrain him, "Hit."

Suddenly being hugged tightly, Ling Ji clamped one hand between the two, and the other hand was caught by Jin Yang and couldn't move. He struggled twice, and was physically and mentally exhausted because of changing seats and talking with Teacher Yang, unable to resist , had no choice but to accept fate and melt into the intimate warmth, leaning on Jinyang's shoulder and whispering, "Stop beating."

The feeling of having a beauty in his arms is not bad, but Jin Yang messed up Ling Ji's hair, "Did you lose?"

Snorting displeasedly, Ling Ji wanted to close his eyes and enjoy a moment of tenderness when he suddenly saw a figure.

It was a senior in the third year of high school. He wanted to come to the corner to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself. Seeing the two girls hugging so ambiguously, he looked shocked, and the cigarette he was holding fell to the ground.

Jin Yang, who didn't know why, only felt that Ling Ji's body froze for a moment, and was pushed away with great force. When he turned around and saw the senior, he said calmly, "Hi."

The senior smiled, waved to them, stamped out the cigarette butts on the ground, turned and left.

"What should I do?" Ling Ji was still unable to recover from the shock, "Let's stop talking in class from now on."

Jin Yang was dissatisfied, and then came back to her senses, "...Why should I listen to you."

There was no answer, Ling Ji blinked, and tears welled up, like weeping, very pitiful.

"Tsk." Jin Yang shamefully softened her heart, nodded and muttered, "It's not fun... It seems that being a student is not interesting."

Ling Ji became anxious, "No way!"

"Are you too used to giving orders to a fox demon?" Jin Yang hooked Ling Ji's chin, "You're fat?"

Wrapping around Jin Yang's waist, Ling Ji leaned closer to her body, "It's very interesting, let's play a game, who has the higher score in the exam, and if I have a higher score, I will keep a distance first, and if your score is higher..."

Speaking of this, Ling Ji smiled, but his arms became tighter and tighter, his slightly cool fingertips penetrated into Jin Yang's clothes, causing numbness in pieces as they moved.

Jin Yang saw Ling Ji flirting innocently, and was tempted for two seconds, then frowned and refused, "Forget it."

After all, Jin Yang pushed Ling Ji away without hesitation.

"Are you afraid that you won't pass me?" Ling Ji resorted to his trump card.

Jin Yang was tricked, pointed at Ling Ji and said, "Okay, just wait."