After dressing up as a man, I am obsessed with learning

The lunch break is not long, and there are classes in the afternoon, so we can't make too much noise, but when he covered himself with the quilt and was about to take a nap, Qin Yi realized that the back of his tongue was sore.

Obviously, I didn't feel much when I kissed, but now I feel pain when I stop.

I'm afraid I won't be able to speak well.

Qin Yi lay on the bed, feeling the body temperature from the person in his arms, and rejoicing at the same time: Fortunately, it's lunch break now, he doesn't need to talk.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the alarm bell rang on time. Qin Yi stretched out his hand from under the quilt, squinted his eyes to turn off the alarm clock, and patted Zhuo Wenqin who had shrunk into his arms without knowing when: "Wake up, class is on."

Zhuo Wenqin kissed Qin Yi's lips in the dark.The tip of her tongue slid gently over Qin Yi's lips, and her hands also stroked up from the hem of her pajamas along the skin texture.

"Don't make trouble." Qin Yi raised his head and avoided Zhuo Wenqin's lips: "It's time for class."

Zhuo Wenqin kissed him aside, followed Qin Yi's wishes and took a step back, instead of kissing on the lips, he kissed Qin Yi's neck instead.

Holds his protruding Adam's apple.

Just as Qin Yi was about to speak to stop him, his Adam's apple rolled, which instantly attracted Zhuo Wenqin's chuckle.

The hot breath sprayed on the neck, which made Qin Yi's breath start to become chaotic.

Qin Yi took a breath and pushed Zhuo Wenqin away before the situation became uncontrollable: "Stop making trouble."

Zhuo Wenqin was not the kind of person who didn't care about the importance, but he still responded aggrievedly: "Okay."

He got up from Qin Yi's body, got out of the bed with his long legs, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The sun was shining outside the window, Qin Yi closed his eyes for a while, and opened them after adapting to the light.

Zhuo Wenqin maintained the posture of pulling the curtains and stood by the window all the time, as if there was something worthy of his nostalgia outside the window.

Qin Yi didn't pay much attention, and quickly changed into the school uniform.

However, until he had changed his clothes and pants, Zhuo Wenqin was still standing by the window...

"What are you looking at?" Qin Yi leaned over and looked around.

Because it is a development zone, all the houses in this area are newly built, and the floors are also high. At a glance, there are only a lot of high-rise residential buildings, and there is nothing special about it.

"It's nothing." Zhuo Wenqin turned around as if he had suddenly come to his senses, and saw that Qin Yi had changed into his school uniform and was standing behind him, and wrapped his arms around his waist as if he couldn't help it, and said in a regretful tone: "I didn't see it." It's time for you to change clothes."

"It's not that I haven't seen it." Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, held his face solemnly, and looked at Zhuo Wenqin again in a serious manner: "Why did you suddenly become so clingy?"

If someone else said this, Zhuo Wenqin could blow the opponent's dog's head off with one punch, but from Qin Yi's mouth...

Zhuo Wenqin rubbed Qin Yi's chin affectionately with the tip of his nose: "Don't you like it?"

Qin Yi thought about it seriously: "I like it."

He actually didn't know when he fell in love with Zhuo Wenqin, why he liked him, and what he liked about him.But when Zhuo Wenqin asked this question, Qin Yi suddenly felt that any kind of Zhuo Wenqin would be fine, as long as it was Zhuo Wenqin.

Zhuo Wenqin got a satisfactory answer, raised his head in a happy mood, leaned forward and touched Qin Yi's lips, and then said, "I'm going to wash up."

Qin Yi said "Yes", and followed Zhuo Wenqin out of the room.

What Li Zixin didn't expect was that he had just finished complaining to Zhuo Wenqin and others at noon about why the senior year had to start class one month earlier than the other grades, and in the afternoon he received a new bad news from the head teacher——Junhua Middle School required junior and senior students to Do evening self-study in the classroom every night.The evening self-study time is from 07:30 to [-]:[-], a total of three classes.

They get out of class at six o'clock in the evening, and the one and a half hours in between are only enough to go home and have a meal before returning to school.Isn't this the same as pulling his hair, pulling his scalp, and forcing him to live in school? !

However, Li Zixin really wronged the school, the school really didn't force day students to live on campus.Even, just because there are many day students in the graduating class, the school uniformly arranged the evening self-study to 22:05.If they were all boarding students, they would have to set the evening self-study time to eleven o'clock!

What's more, the weekends that belong to the students are gone - the students in the graduating class will also go to school on Saturdays!

Li Zixin took a deep and exaggerated breath, slumped and leaned directly on the table in the back seat, staring at the head teacher on the podium table with wide eyes, with a look of "death".

The head teacher saw the students were downcast, with their hands on the podium table, and said with relief: "They are already senior three students, why are they still thinking about having fun? After this year, they got good grades in the college entrance examination, entered a good university, and arrived at a good university. You can play however you want..."

After two years of "unremitting efforts", Li Zixin successfully got mixed up from the ordinary class to the crane tail of the sub-key liberal arts class.

Of course, this "sub-emphasis" statement was spread from the teacher's mouth, just to arouse their enthusiasm.

They had a total of eight classes in the third year of senior high school, and when they were divided into arts and sciences in the second year of senior high school, there was an extra class, but there were relatively fewer liberal arts classes-six classes in science and three classes in arts.

The order of the classes has also been rearranged. The experimental class that is the most important in science has become Class [-] of Senior Three, and the next step is to push down according to the grades; the focus of liberal arts is Class art class.

Li Zixin just happened to be the student in Class [-] who was stuck in the middle.

However, the head teacher's words still failed to cheer up the students in the class. A group of students in the audience lost control of their expressions, as if the sky had fallen, and they couldn't listen to anything anymore.

"No one from class seven said anything!"

The usual trick of the head teacher of class eight is to compare class seven with theirs.

It's a pity that this time, the seventh class next door is destined to disappoint the teacher!

As soon as the class teacher's voice fell, Class Seven immediately burst into mourning, the voice was so loud that Class Eight could hear it clearly.

For a moment, the atmosphere in Class Eight became extremely awkward.

When Li Zixin heard this sound, he felt only sadness coming from it—look!Even the key class is shouting so loudly, they call it the second key class, but in fact it is an ordinary liberal arts class, can you not wow?

Li Zixin wholeheartedly thought that Zhuo Wenqin and Qin Yi, as the top students in the "circle" of the third year of Junhua Middle School, should accept the school's move well, especially Zhuo Wenqin-don't look at him who is usually sloppy and fearless, in fact I have never skipped class since I was a child!

But he never expected that when he rushed to the first class, Zhuo Wenqin had the aura of "I'm very upset right now, don't talk to me" lingering around him.

Li Zixin felt that his head was not strong enough, so he gave up on Zhuo Wenqin and asked Qin Yi, "What's wrong with him?"

Qin Yi: "The class teacher informed me in the afternoon that I will have late self-study starting tomorrow, and I will start class on Saturday this week."

Li Zixin suddenly realized: I didn't expect Xueba to have such troubles!

What Zhuo Wenqin was upset about was not the class and evening self-study, but the longer time at school, which meant that the time he and Qin Yi spent alone was shortened.

Forget it, it's just that they can't hold each other high, don't they still meet every day?

Zhuo Wenqin spent two class time, finally not so angry.

Perhaps it was because Zhuo Wenqin was an adult, and he guessed that he was paying him that day to ask someone to come to investigate, so Zhuo's father no longer deliberately concealed anything from him, and even took the initiative to call Zhuo Wenqin after school. Tell him some of the things you found.

The relationship between his son and Xie Chixi is good, but since he will choose to speak out the doubts, it proves that he knows the seriousness. Zhuo's father is not worried that his son will tell Xie Chixi these things.

And since he found out that the computer at home was installed with monitoring software, Zhuo's father thought about it for a while, and simply decided to use this computer for false office work.As for the real company project, he used a brand new computer.

Although it is not 100% sure that the monitoring software on the computer at home was installed by Xie Chixi, the businessman's vigilance made Zhuo's father dare not take it lightly.

Zhuo's father also launched an investigation in the company while trying not to startle the snake as much as possible.

However, there is a tricky thing about conducting the investigation quietly in the company - Xie Chixi is now in the management of the company and is the deputy manager of a department.Although it was not yet at the decision-making level, because the other party performed well, he also handed over a major project of the company to Xie Chixi.

Fortunately, this big project requires a business trip for a while, and he just took advantage of this time to check the company from top to bottom.

The third grade of Junhua Middle School started evening self-study, which made Zhuo’s father only call his son during three time periods—lunch break, dinner, and after evening self-study.

Zhuo Wenqin learned from a brief phone call with his father that the company's finances had problems, fictitious transactions appeared on the books, and there were also false openings.

Zhuo's father is already investigating this matter, and brought it up to Zhuo Wenqin, mainly to let him know in advance that the mall is dangerous.

He and his wife have only one son, Wen Qin. If there is no accident, all the shares in their hands will be owned by Wen Qin in the future. This huge family business also needs Wen Qin to inherit.When Wen Qin finishes his university studies, he can be arranged for an internship in the company, ready to take over at any time.

While listening to the phone, Zhuo Wenqin poked the plate in front of him with his chopsticks.

There was no emotion on the surface, but Qin Yi could still feel that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

The plump and tender sashimi failed to win Zhuo Wenqin's favor, but was poked with chopsticks to make the surface a little bumpy.

After the call was over, Zhuo Wenqin made a strong hand, and the chopsticks went straight through the whole piece of sashimi, ruthlessly piercing through the fleshy and plump fish meat.

"What's wrong?" Qin Yi looked at Zhuo Wenqin in surprise.

"No." Zhuo Wenqin smiled, his eyes were extraordinarily bright under the light of the store: "This fish has good elasticity."

The elasticity is good, but it can't stand your poking like that.

Qin Yi slandered. He was about to ask something, but he thought that there was Li Zixin who was eating and drinking beside him, so he held back and changed a pair of chopsticks to pick up a piece of Saga beef for Zhuo Wenqin: "Try it!" look."

Zhuo Wenqin stared at the pair of serving chopsticks for a while without moving: "Change."

Change?for what?Don't eat beef?

Qin Yi couldn't understand what Zhuo Wenqin meant for a while, and just as he was about to put the beef on his plate, he heard Zhuo Wenqin say, "Change chopsticks, use yours. Feed me."

"Clap" sound.

Li Zixin opened his mouth wide, and the sushi on the chopsticks fell into the plate.

The author has something to say: Li Zixin: I, Li Zixin, the flowers in the greenhouse, can't stand the slightest bit of wind and waves!Hope everyone knows!

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Thanks to "Mu Zili" for throwing mines.