Sitting on the seat, it is enough to give the schoolmaster a name. After changing the seats, almost the eyes of the whole class gathered in the first row of two people, and they were amazed and couldn't believe it.

The students are actually very sensitive to love. They haven’t guessed that before, because the two people are too far apart – the best students in the class, and the most handsome and able to fight in the school...

How can this combination be impossible?

However, after these days of counseling, Daxie changed from Xuexue to Xueba, and also deliberately sat at the same table with the study committee! In the past, Fu Yu had a table at the same time!

The signal of love is already obvious enough.

Because the big sister is on the side, so the students are squatting and asking, but they are all screaming in the heart, and they talk privately.

Fu Yu certainly does not care.

What he wants is this effect.

After all, Dong Yiyi used to like Fu Yu in unilaterally, and no one dared to grab people from the school.

What's more, this time, Fu Yu himself showed a different attitude, and others did not dare to rob.

The young boy was happy and the self-study class was lazily holding his chin. The girl next to him suddenly handed over a paper. "Don't be dazed, write homework."

Fu Yu was down.

He stared at the roll, his expression staring coldly for a few seconds, and eventually he took it down and wrote it down.

After a while, the teenager gave his test papers to his fingertips. "I won't do this."

He clicked on the above question.

Yu Chu turned his head and looked at it silently. "This question has been done in the monthly exam, but you are doing it right."

Fu Yu looked down on the subject, indifferent, lazy: "Oh, it is the next question."

"..."

Yu Chu sighed and lowered his head to explain to him.

The young man squatted on his arm and listened slightly.

Yu Chu finished asking him to understand, but naturally he nodded, and then let him do it again - it is still a completely different solution.

...this guy, really.

After the self-study class at night, the young man got up and picked up his shoulder bag and left his face.

Yu Chu is still the last one. After waiting for no one in the classroom, the front door is locked and goes down the stairs.

Walking to the classroom on the first floor, a hand suddenly came over and grabbed her waist.

Between the days of the rotation, the whole girl was thrown on the wall next to it. The figure of Fu Yu's shrewded face on her, leaning slightly, the delicate white cheeks buried in her neck, breathing quiet and soft.

Yu Chu raised his hand and licked his black hair. "Hey, are you not leaving first? How are you here?"

The boy was slightly lifted.

The dark eyes are in the shadows, and the more and more cold and sloppy, he squints his lips and his voice is lazy. "But today you like me, Miss Rabbit, such a memorable day, do you think you should rush past?"

Yu Chu laughed and looked at him slightly. "Well, what should I do if I have to rush in the past?"

The teenager stayed.

In the moonlight, the corridor was dark, the classrooms were lit with lights, and there were no others around.

The shadow of the trees, the night wind blowing the cool air.

The girl was on the wall, her eyes bent, her clever and soft appearance, quiet and warm.

In vain.

He looked thoughtfully for a moment, then raised his white fingers and gently covered the eyes, the pupils were deep and dull, gently leaned down and kissed the thin lips.

Then - but pushed away by the face.