Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

Ling Qinghe smiled lightly, and Ye Xichen knew that it was an agreement.

Taking a notebook casually, Ye Xichen turned the nib of the pen and solemnly wrote down a line - 100 things that campus couples must do.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not appropriate to use it on two people, so I crossed it out from the middle again.

"I want to be peaceful with high school students..." After writing this sentence, Ye Xichen was barely satisfied.

While writing, I recalled what the underground couples in my class liked to do when I was studying.

Talking on the phone?holding hands?See a movie?Press the road on the playground?Pass small notes in class...

Ye Xichen felt more complacent the further she wrote, she almost shook her head.

Nothing, because Qinghe and she have tried all of these things, except for the scenes on campus!

"Things to do on the weekend..."

Ye Xichen suddenly thought of something, and quickly shook his head, "Hey, you don't need to write down things like make-up lessons."

She turned her head quietly, trying to find inspiration from Ling Qinghe.

The sunshine in April is still very gentle, and it doesn't feel glaring at all when it shines on the glass windows of the classroom.

Surrounded by the light, Ling Qinghe had handsome eyes and a calm expression.The outstanding facial features are even more eye-catching under the contrast of light and shadow.

Ling Qinghe, who didn't smile, looked cold, as if he was ready to reject people thousands of miles away at any time.Only Ye Xichen knew that beneath such a seemingly indifferent face was a warm and gentle heart.

Just looking at that familiar side face like this, she could already feel the joy from her soul.

No matter how many times she watched this person, the little deer in her heart would still be jumping up and down, and she would still be having fun to her heart's content.

This is her Ling Qinghe.

She was engrossed in watching, and Ling Qinghe naturally felt it.

The person whose gaze was still on the podium just now turned his head slightly, looking at Ye Xichen with an indelible tenderness in his eyes.

The spring breeze melts the snow.

The coldness just now seemed to have never existed.

Ye Xichen blinked immediately, showing eight small white teeth, and said a few words to her silently and slowly.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Ling Qinghe's palm subconsciously unfolded.

A certain person smiles brightly, is cute and attractive but doesn't know it, even the strands of hair reveal joyful emotions.

Fingers, want to touch that familiar feeling.

I want to imprint a kiss on those bright eyes and feel the slight trembling of the eyelashes.

Ling Qinghe pressed the corner of his mouth, but his right hand stretched out to the right very naturally, as if he wanted to take the notebook in Ye Xichen's hand.

However, after touching the edge of the notebook, it stopped moving.

Jade-like fingers rest on the yellowish inside pages of the notebook.The joints are distinct, slender and thin, like a sculpture with a faint luster, making people unable to move their eyes away.

The owner of the hand seemed to have forgotten its existence, and turned his head to listen carefully to Lu Ban's speech on the stage.

Ye Xichen smiled inwardly, and turned her head away too.With a slight movement of his left hand, he quietly moved towards the direction of the notebook.

A little bit, a little bit more.

Lu Ban's Chicken Soup for the Soul has been finished, and I will turn to the example of turning the tables against the wind in the college entrance examination, so as to give everyone a chicken blood.

The students in the seats looked excited. I don't know if they were really motivated, or they were looking forward to the upcoming weekend.

Ye Xichen guessed that the latter possibility is more likely.

The ticking sound of the clock hanging above the blackboard was drowned in Lu Ban's impassioned speech.

After 10 minutes, you can rush out of the school gate.

And now, the familiar temperature is finally close to the other hand.

The little deer in the atrium jumped more happily.The thud thud turned Ye Xichen's face into the color of cherry blossoms.

The little finger bent slightly, and rubbed against Ling Qinghe's little finger, making people itch.

Ling Qinghe's sitting posture remained unchanged, his complexion remained the same, but the curve of the corner of his mouth was pressed again and again, and finally the same curve as the end of his eyes was quietly drawn.

Someone's mischievous little finger is still rubbing and rubbing, it seems to be addicted to rubbing.

Lu Ban's eyes looked in another direction.

Ling Qinghe seized the opportunity, moved his fingers, hooked the little finger that had been acting coquettishly towards him, and stroked gently along the direction of the finger.

Until I touched the small and smooth fingertips, I paused for a moment, and rubbed the fingertips repeatedly with my fingertips instead.

Ye Xichen took a sneak peek, caught the smile on her mouth, and joined in the chase with her fingers, then hooked the finger that was caressing, and touched it bit by bit from the knuckles.

The game on the fingertips made Ye Xichen find fun, and his weekend plans were also suspended.

The little secrets at the class meeting, the little intimacy under the eyes of everyone and the teacher, the secret joy brought to the heart, makes people a hundred times happier than eating the best ice cream.

"This is campus love~" Ye Xichen tried to put on a serious look, pretending to be listening carefully, but the little deer in her heart was already so happy that she was floating.

Lu Ban looked at the watch on his wrist, and finally said the most anticipated sentence.

"Students, have you brought your homework?"

"Bring it on!" Everyone said in unison.

"Have a nice weekend, stay safe on the road!"

At the same time, the broadcast in the classroom sounded, "Students, it's time for get out of class to end..."

There was a holiday-like chaos in the classroom, people with schoolbags, one by one, rushed towards the classroom door.

"Goodbye Luban~"

"Bye, be careful on the road."

Ye Xichen followed the crowd, got up to pack her things, and stuffed homework and exercise books into her schoolbag.

However, if you look closely, you can find a little awkwardness in it.

Only the right hand is packing homework.

The left hand had already joined Ling Qinghe openly and aboveboard at the moment the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Ling Qinghe was still sitting, waiting for her to tidy up leisurely, the smile in her eyes never went down.

……

Saturday, sunny.

In No. [-] Middle School of T City, the sun at nine o'clock in the morning was bright and warm.

Ye Xichen stood on the plastic track, jumped twice excitedly, pointed at Ling Qinghe and said, "You can't do this!"

"Why not?"

"That's not how bikes are ridden!"

"Really?" Ling Qinghe smiled, clearly teasing her, "Then show me how to ride?"

Ye Xichen breathed out angrily, "It's settled, I'll teach you how to ride a bicycle, you don't keep your word."

"How about you teach me now?"

Yes, Ling Qing and Hui have many skills.It's a pity that cycling is not included in this list.

The reason, of course, is that Mr. Ling never needs to ride a bicycle.

Ye Xichen thought about it all night before he came up with the option of riding a bicycle for an outing - it can not only carry people for a ride, but also return to the home field once in a while, and personally teach Ling Qinghe a necessary skill for middle school students to ride a bicycle.

Who knew that once Ling Qinghe got on the car, she didn't need to remind him, and he had done two laps on the sports field, which meant he knew it.

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Ling Qinghe had had enough teasing, so she could only find love, and reached out and rubbed her head vigorously.

"I thought I wouldn't either." She smiled and said, "However, it's probably because I was used to riding a horse before, so I was able to get started so quickly."

After finishing speaking, he had an expression of "I didn't expect this to happen".

Of course Ye Xichen didn't believe it.Is riding a horse the same as riding a bicycle?Obviously trying to comfort her.

She curled her lips and muttered unwillingly, "The legs are so long..."

I don’t know how many times she fell when she was learning to ride a bicycle.It's not because people have short legs that they can't follow Ling Qinghe's example and step directly on the car seat, saving the most difficult step of starting.

"Hey~ Try if I can carry people. If not, you can teach me later." Ling Qinghe patted the back seat of the car and motioned her to sit on it.

Spin around the playground a few times.

The speed of the car was steady, and even Ye Xichen, the strictest teacher, couldn't find a reason to teach Ling Qinghe again.

She tugged at the corner of Ling Qinghe's clothes and directed her: "Let's go out through the south gate."

"it is good."

The stadium was empty, and the two were too conspicuous.

The students in the second and third grades of high school did not go home on Saturday.The section from the sports field to the south gate is covered with green trees, so it is not easy to be seen by people in the teaching building.

Ling Qinghe accelerated on his feet, and the bike slid off the plastic track smoothly.

The small-leaved banyan trees beside the road are tall and dense, and the umbrella-shaped canopy is layered with turquoise branches and leaves, covering the rare spring sun.

The breeze is curling, and the banyan tree whiskers hanging from the trunk seem to come alive, swaying and dancing with the spring breeze.

Ye Xichen leaned forward, wrapped her hands around the other's waist, and pressed her face against the warm back.

The familiar atmosphere is warm and reassuring.

The tips of Ling Qinghe's hair brushed across her forehead, bringing a slight itchiness that made her heart beat along with it.

She closed her eyes.

Without any words, Ye Xichen also knew that the other party's mood at the moment was as happy as hers.

The two left the school and rode towards the nearby suburbs.

The school site of No. [-] Middle School was originally surrounded by a piece of farmland.In the past few years, with the development of the area near No. [-] Middle School, the number of surrounding buildings has gradually increased, allowing this area near No. [-] Middle School to get rid of the label of "countryside".

Even so, there are still large tracts of crops planted in the nearby suburbs.

April is the season of rape blossoms.

"Qinghe, so beautiful~" Ye Xichen kept admiring.

The place along the path is a sea of ​​yellow flowers, like silk and satin, stretching endlessly.Warm and brilliant golden yellow, people's mood is also happy.

On the road, like them, there are many people riding bicycles to enjoy the spring.

The speed of the bicycle slowed down, Ye Xichen happily let go of one hand, and gently touched Jin Huang beside the road.

"Qinghe, did you smell it? It's so sweet~"

"I smell it." Ling Qinghe's voice was also smiling, and he added silently in his heart, "It's as sweet as you."

In the sea of ​​flowers, even without the help of the wind, you can taste the sweet fragrance of flowers as soon as you breathe.

"It's really sweet~"

Ye Xichen pressed her face to her back again, and kissed her quietly through her clothes.

The white clouds in the sky, the sea of ​​flowers on the ground, and the wind in her ears all made her feel extra sweet.

Even the buzzing of bees and the laughter of those outing crowds, in the ears, don't make people feel noisy.

Except of course...

"Ling Qinghe, this way!"

"Ling Qinghe, you also come to see the rapeseed flowers!"

The former sentence came from Yang Bo, a classmate; the latter sentence was the voice of Gu An, who lost the bet with Ye Xichen.

"It's over, the date between the two will be over again." Ye Xichen sighed inwardly.

It's a pity that the two of them were right in front, and there was no way to pretend not to see them. Ling Qinghe could only park his bicycle and pass by.

As soon as he stopped, Yang Bo yelled: "Haha, I knew that there must be Sister Chen where Ling Qinghe is."

Gu An pretended to be strange at the side, and said in an awkward voice, "Of course, the counterattack of the scumbags must rely on the tyrants."

Ye Xichen jumped down from the back seat, just as she was about to choke him, she saw Yang Bo pull Gu'an.

"Just be jealous and hate! Sister Chen is a latecomer, and she just showed her true strength."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Ling Qinghe again, "I'm right."

"That's right." Ling Qinghe's voice returned to its usual coolness.

"We are going to have a barbecue by the river, you guys come together!" Yang Bo said enthusiastically again.

Ling Qinghe looked at Ye Xichen.

Ye Xichen had a "what a coincidence" expression, "We just came out, and we want to see the rape blossoms again, so we won't go to the barbecue!"

"It's rare to meet, let's go together, more people are more fun!"

Yang Bo continued to invite, "Besides, Royman is also here. She's a girl, and she's quite embarrassed. You guys went, so we can play together."

Royman is the entertainment committee member of the class. Like Yang Bo, he sits in the front row of Ye Xichen and the others.

Although Yang Bo said so, the two of them didn't have much contact with Royman, and Ye Xichen was still ready to refuse.

At this time, Gu An interjected with a sarcasm.

"If you don't go, you won't go. Teacher Luo praised you just now, I think you have a guilty conscience!"

"???" Ye Xichen looked puzzled, "Which Teacher Luo?"

"Who else is Teacher Luo? Father Luo Yiman, the head teacher of Class [-], the invigilator of your half-term exam." A series of words came out of Gu An's mouth.

"Okay..." Ye Xichen paused for a few seconds, then looked up at Ling Qinghe.

"Qinghe, are you going?"

Ling Qinghe, who noticed that his palm was scratched, smiled lightly at the two of them: "Then disturb Teacher Luo and the others."

"Hmph~" Gu An turned his head away, leaving the back of his head for everyone.

Ye Xichen maintained a fascinated smile, "I'm just a brat, I don't care about you..."

After making a decision, the four of them pushed their bicycles and walked towards the opposite river bank together.

Yang Bo and the two walked in front, discussing which ingredients to grill first.

Ling Qinghe took a step behind and lowered his voice, "Is there any change in the mission progress?"

"Yeah, the silly boy must have been stimulated by me."

The reason why she changed her mind was because when she said "Okay" just now, the system's notification tone suddenly sounded.

"Ding!"

Current mission progress: 10%.