Who is poor? [Rebirth]

He was not used to Xia Xia like this.

It's like the boss of the company treats the employees, and at this moment I feel that I am a newcomer waiting for the qualification of the superior.

Mingyu moved his mouth: "No."

The voice was low and light, with a tone of grievance.

Cheng Yanxia leaned forward, and the power overwhelmed her like a mountain.

His fingers curled slightly and landed on the book that was moving like a snail.

"Where won't it be?"

Ming Yu curled up his fingertips, quickly clicked on the book like a chicken pecking at rice, and then retracted immediately.

"here……"

Cheng Yanxia glanced at the slightly frizzy head, and turned the book over to face herself with a lot of strength in her hands.

Seeing this, Mingyu slightly bent the corners of his mouth.

"Give me a pen." The big hand spread out on the book, covering more than half of it.

Mingyu was slightly confused, and put his hand up.It is also appropriate to interlock their fingers.

Husband leads...

Cheng Yanxia's hands trembled, her veins popped up. "Pen!"

The skin on the back of Mingyu's neck suddenly tensed up, and when he loosened his hand, the pencil fell directly on the palm of his hand.

so fierce.

Mingyu pursed his lips.

Obviously he himself said before that he should be more active with him.

Now I hate it.Words count!

Fang Qiming noticed the abnormal silence beside him, he scratched his face, and moved to the other side as if picking up something.

Isn't it just asking a question?Brother Cheng is so angry.

"Where are you looking? Reading."

Cheng Yanxia didn't know which tendon was wrong, so she turned around without thinking.

The tabletop she was staring at was knocked down, and Mingyu shuddered, her feathers and eyelashes quivering almost to the point of flying.

He quickly set his eyes on the page, fearing that he would be fined if he was a little late.

For one question, Cheng Yanxia directly categorized the physical characteristics and named the keys.

Under his guidance, Mingyu drew the auxiliary line, and suddenly became enlightened.His eyes were sparkling, and he almost said something about Cheng Yanxia.

But Yan Xia turned around with his long legs, and directly left the back of his head for Mingyu.

Mingyu grabbed the pen in his hand, his eyes dimmed.

"Yes, the boss is amazing."

Ming Chen flipped through the same type of questions and drew inferences. Hearing this, he nodded fiercely.

Cheng Yanxia has always been very good, even if she manages such a big company, she can still go home on time every day to accompany her.

Mingyu used to often go to Cheng Yanxia's company to accompany him.

He has seen Cheng Yanxia who is wearing a suit and sitting at the desk.At that time, he exuded a kind of self-confidence and maturity of mastering the overall situation, and even a simple signature was domineering with splashing ink.

Mingyu often gets distracted just by looking at it, and even goes up to grab those hands to hold him when he has something to do.

Or, if the man couldn't stand his longing eyes, he would come over and hug himself curled up on the sofa, and play with him for a while before going back.

Now, Mingyu's eye tails are slightly creased, showing a slender arc.

Although Xia Xia at this time was a little younger than before, she was clearly showing her talents in the small group of the class.

Each has its own advantages.

Mingyu secretly clenched his hand.He also has to work hard!As his man said: do anything, don't let yourself have regrets.

Mingyu's eyes are determined, like a kitten burning with fighting spirit.

next type of question.

After a while... Ming Yu poked Fang Qixing next to him.

Then, Fang Qixing poked Cheng Yanxia again.

Mingyu blushed in embarrassment.His man once said again: If you don't understand, you have to dare to ask.

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In the early morning, the familiar bell rang through the school.

Today is a rare cloudy day, with layers of gray clouds as thick as cotton piling up in the sky.On weekdays, the curled leaves and flowers stretched out one after another, and round and clear morning dew hung on the fluffy leaves.

After reviewing for so long, today is the time to test the results.Mingyu grabbed his stationery bag and followed Cheng Yanxia into the examination room.

Jiangshi No. [-] Middle School attaches great importance to grades, and treats everything related to grades solemnly and persistently.Even for a simple exam, a classroom is equipped with two teachers.

Mingyu found his name and took a seat in the middle of the classroom.

He was both looking forward to and nervous. He hadn't passed the exam for many years, and he didn't know if he could adapt.

Mingyu was a little hesitant, but when he saw the person in the first position in the corner, he seemed to have found a pin in his heart, and gradually stabilized.

Exam, meal, exam, rest... Soon, the two-day exam is over.

The desks in the classroom returned to their original positions, and the teachers of various subjects began to work overtime to correct the test papers.

At the same time, the courses of the new semester are approaching quietly.

As soon as the class bell rang, Fang Qixing couldn't stop Fang Qixing from introducing the teacher to Mingyu.

"My mother in my class looks like a man with a flower. The top student who graduated from University A, I heard that he is a former student of our principal, and he is specially poached from the Ninth Middle School as a famous teacher."

"Haven't you seen him yet? He must be handsome and temperamental. He is definitely comparable to our brother Cheng..."

Mingyu sat with him all afternoon, and got used to the constant beeping in his ears.But talking during class was like frying him in a frying pan.

Mingyu pricked up his ears, showing absolute vigilance to the outside world.Until the eyes turned slightly and landed on the back door, a shadow was reflected on a glass surface.

Mingyu was so frightened that his hand shook, he quickly poked Fang Qixing with the tip of his pen. "The teacher is here!"

Fang Qiming is a chatterbox, and he can't stop talking when he opens it.He spoke vividly, and Mingyu's small, pitiful voice was directly covered by himself.

Ming Chen lowered his eyes to cover the anxiety in his eyes, the more force he used, the more he poked the flesh of Fang Qixing's arm to the point of denting a little bit.

Out of the corner of the eye, the figure was getting closer and closer, and Ming Chen withdrew his hand with a whoosh.

"Then you have seen the real person now, do you want to take a look?"

Fang Qiming raised his voice, "Where is it?"

Mingyu silently looked at Cheng Yanxia's back, imitating Fang Qixing's neglect of his deskmate.

Hmm... He changed into a short-sleeved shirt today, a dark blue semi-loose fit.At this moment, he is lying on the table, which perfectly outlines his mature shoulders.

Mingyu's thoughts were flying, and he thought of Cheng Yanxia's birthday again.On the eighth day of September, it usually falls on the days of National Day.

almost.

Next to him, the deskmate who has been completely ignored by him is having a friendly and harmonious exchange with the math teacher.

Mathematics teacher Mu Wei squeezed Fang Qiming's fleshy face: "Come on, use your language to praise me for how good-looking and temperamental I am?"

The teacher exited, and laughter came over one after another.

And the boy in Mingyu's sight sat up with his arms propped up as if uncomfortable, the texture of the muscles on his back became clear for a moment and then was hidden by his clothes.

Fang Qiming was forced to go to the podium, attracting the attention of the teacher and classmates.

The table in front of Mingyu moved a few times, and then swept over with a sullen face.

Mingyu smiled warmly and asked questions.

Cheng Yanxia said in a deep voice, "Don't watch!"

The sharp eyebrows were drawn together tightly, and the eyes were as cold as ice.Vicious, like treating an enemy who covets his own things.

Mingyu clenched his hands into fists and stared at the person who had turned his head with his eyes wide open.There is quite a feeling of staring at him to death.

Cheng Yanxia is extremely sensitive to the outside world, even sleeping at home, a slight movement can wake him up immediately.What's more, there was an unfamiliar stranger who was used to marking people on the back, who was not used to it.

He clicked his tongue and forced himself to divert his attention.

Mingyu stared for a while, his eyes sore.He blinked a few times to moisten his eyeballs with tears, and then set his sights on the podium.

I can see that there will be less meat!