The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

He just wanted to say shit out loud!

In order not to be registered anymore, He Jiao opened the textbook and listened to the teacher honestly, but he couldn’t understand many words. He has lived abroad for too many years, and he doesn’t recognize many Chinese characters, but he can speak. If you write, you may not be able to write.

In addition, he didn't eat breakfast and his eyes were dim because of hunger, so he finally made it to the end of the first class and was trying to find something to eat.

I saw Lan Qing walking next to the two girls who passed the note in class just now.

"Where's the note?"

The two girls shook their heads hastily. "No note, we didn't do anything."

Another girl said, "That's right, we didn't pass the note."

He Jiao cast a glance and walked past the two girls. He was so hungry that he had no time to talk to them.

Lan Qing didn't believe it, so she flipped through their textbooks.

One of the girls secretly stuffed the note into He Jiao's trouser pocket who was passing by.

He Jiao is very thin, so the trousers look very loose, and the pockets don't stick to his thighs at all, and he doesn't feel a bit of being stuffed with a note.

When he came to the canteen to buy something, he touched his pocket to pay, and took out the twisted note.

He thought to himself: A little girl handed him a love letter on the first day of his arrival?

He crumpled the note.

"Why is the president so nice to that newcomer?"

"Is it okay for the president to take this bite?"

"The president doesn't like people approaching him. I wanted to sit with him before, but he drove me away."

"I want to sit with him too, but he won't let me. Why do you want the newcomer to sit next to him?"

"I think they must have an affair."

There was another sentence at the end, which He Jiao couldn't understand.

When He Jiao was holding the note and guessing what that sentence was, he saw Lan Qing walking over.

He Jiao took the note and leaned over, pointing to a line of words and asked, "What does this sentence mean?"

Lan Qing snatched the note as soon as she saw it.

"Where did this note come from?"

"I don't know, it's in my pocket all of a sudden, what does that mean?" He Jiao asked.

Lan Qing looked at his ignorant face, wondering whether he was pretending or really didn't understand.

But he stared at a pair of innocent eyes, which didn't seem to be faking at all.

But he didn't want to explain to him what they meant by that last sentence.

Lan Qing took the note and turned around to leave. He Jiao yelled and chased after her.

"Why don't you answer my question?"

"A nonsense, there is no need to know."

He Jiao pestered Lan Qing, followed him from the canteen to the bathroom, and then from the bathroom to the classroom, but he ignored him.

Then when the class bell rang, He Jiao realized that he hadn't bought anything to eat at all.

He almost cried out, he was so hungry!

Poor He Jiao stayed through another class, and finally made it to the end of get out of class. As soon as the teacher left, he immediately stood up and wanted to go out to buy food, but as soon as he stood up, he fell back on the table with a dizzy sound .

Lan Qing heard the sound of his head hitting the table, loudly, and looked back.

It was found that his face was pale and his forehead was still sweating.

This man doesn't look right.

Lan Qing reached out and grabbed his shoulder and asked softly, "He Jiao, what's wrong with you?"

He Jiao narrowed his eyes, looked at him, opened his mouth and only said one word: "Hungry..."

"Didn't you have breakfast?"

"Hungry..." He Jiao felt that he saw the stars, and he suddenly grabbed Lan Qing's hand and stuffed it into his mouth.

I really want to eat him.

Lan Qing pulled his hand back in disgust, his saliva was still on the back of his hand, and he wiped it on himself in disgust.

Did this guy treat his hand as a pig's trotter?

Lan Qing got up and left. He Jiao wanted to ask him to help buy some food, but he didn't have the energy to speak.

Just when He Jiao heard his stomach growl deafeningly, suddenly something sweet was stuffed into his mouth.

He is indeed hypoglycemic now, and he is already breaking out in a cold sweat. When the lollipop entered his mouth, he hurriedly began to babble.

Then something delicious was placed in front of him.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was Lan Qing who put a pineapple bun in front of him.

And a bottle of milk.

He Jiao was moved and immediately raised his head, with a lollipop in his mouth, unable to speak, he reached out and hugged Lan Qing's waist.

So impressed!

Lan Qing frowned and tugged at his hand, saying angrily, "Let go! Still so strong? Spit out the candy!"

He Jiao bit the lollipop, and smiled so happily that his eyes narrowed. He did not love the wrong person, he was not a cold-blooded and heartless person, he was still the warm-hearted and kind boy 10 years ago.

——All the students in the class are looking at the two of them——

"Someone dares to hug the president?"

"Will you be thrown downstairs by the president later?"

"Could it be...that Lie Nv is afraid of her husband is right?"

"Wait... who do you call a strong woman?"

"Master President?" The girl burst out laughing after speaking.

Lan Qing's ruthlessness wasn't bragging, he pulled away He Jiao's arms around his waist, pressed both of his hands on the table, stuffed one hand into the pineapple bun and the other into the milk.

"I'll give you 2 minutes to finish eating. If you don't finish eating before class, run the court 10 laps after class!"

He Jiao quickly crushed the lollipop and swallowed it raw.

He smiled and stuffed the pineapple buns into his mouth. He felt that what he ate was not pineapple buns, but love, which was so sweet.

A few boys saw He Jiao's happy expression, and asked suspiciously: "Have you never eaten pineapple buns in this foreign country?"

"How can there be pineapple buns in foreign countries?"

"That's right!"

The class bell rang suddenly, and He Jiao stuffed the last bite of the pineapple bun into his mouth, took a big gulp of milk, and swallowed the pineapple bun raw.

Lan Qing had never seen someone so eager to eat, and suddenly a sentence floated in his mind.

The child looked like he hadn't eaten for more than ten years.

He Jiao burped.

Immediately turned to him and said, "I'll treat you to dinner at noon, just treat it as my thank you for buying me food just now."

"Need not."

"It's useful, I can't eat you for nothing, just tell me what you want." He Jiao took out his bank card from his pocket, and said in a frightened voice, "Brother is rich!"

Lan Qing glanced at him, picked up a pen, opened the notebook, and wrote on it: He Jiao talked in class.

Holding the bank card, He Jiao watched him register his name.

He felt so embarrassed, so he silently put the bank card back into his pocket.

He suddenly felt that he loved the wrong person again.

How to talk about this love?

After that, until after school, He Jiao didn't say a word to Lan Qing, and he also had a temper.

He thought that after he was silent, Lan Qing would talk to him.

Unexpectedly, Lan Qing completely regarded him as an invisible person.

When school was over, he left without even asking if he wanted to have dinner with him at the same table.