Chapter 7: Unrequited love
Seeing the two of them approaching, Jiang Ye was so relieved that he was about to throw himself on Zhou Hanning.
Zhou Hanning wiped his school uniform; his expression was still indifferent. "Don't move your hands."
Jiang Ye covered his chest; his face was hurt; Yu Shishi was a little embarrassed; and the girl's cheeks were flushed.
Her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it, "It's because I'm too stupid, I can't teach you all the time, Jiang Ye is sorry, let me buy you milk tea."
Jiang Ye and Yu Shishi came first, and they sat. Zhou Hanning and Liang are on the opposite side.
Liang Hao was somewhat at a loss when meeting people in the class for the first time. She joked: "Yu Shishi, I am the last one in the class."
There are faint shadows under the eyelids, and Yu Shishi has never gotten along well with Liang Hao.
Facing such a stunning face, she felt instantly smitten.
Yu Shishi smiled shyly. "Liang Hao, you dance very well, and you shine on the stage." She was born to be in the stage no matter what her grades are, she is really an outstanding dancer, she whispered to herself.
The two girls couldn't help laughing. Zhou Hanning sat next to Liang Hao and looked at her with a smile on his face. He seemed to be bewitched. He was bewitched at that moment, as if he had returned to the time when the two got married. When something happy happened, Liang Hao would also laugh like this.
Zhou Hanning cautiously stretched out his hand and tentatively touched Liang Hao's arm. Liang Hao's body froze for a moment, and she moved away calmly. Then she stood up, took Yu Shishi's hand, and said that she would order some drinks for them.
After the two girls left, Jiang Ye ceased to be human in an instant. He winked at Zhou Hanning, his eyes narrowing.
Jiang Ye really didn't expect that his deskmate would be interested in Liang Hao, a person who couldn't beat him. Jiang Ye said cheaply: "Tell me, when did you start to hide this?"
Zhou Hanning opened the schoolbag, holding the book with sharp fingers, without showing any signs of emotion. He lowered his eyelids and accidentally saw the ֆɛӼ toys in Liang Hao's backpack.
Zhou Hanning's voice was clear and cold, as if covered with a thin layer of frost and snow, "Pay attention to your wording; it's just my unrequited love."
Jiang Ye opened his mouth so wide that an egg could be stuffed into it. The spirit of gossip is slowly rising, but Zhou Hanning on the other side has already lowered his head and started writing a plan.
After Yu Shi Shi came back, the atmosphere seemed to freeze.
Zhou Hanning looked up at Yu Shi Shi and asked calmly, "Where is Liang Hao?"
Yu Shishi was a little afraid of this cold class monitor. Although the class monitor usually made good friends in the class, he was tall and handsome. The well-proportioned Kaolin Flower looked not to be trifled with, and Yu Shishi's voice became even softer, "She said she didn't feel well and went to the bathroom."
Zhou Hanning frowned slightly, his pretty mouth was pursed into a pout, and he sighed, Zhou Hanning knew that he shouldn't act too hastily, but when he thought of Liang Hao, he would rather she solve it by herself than have sex with him.
Zhou Hanning seems to be stuck in that vicious cycle again; he likes Liang Hao, wants to have sex with her, and wants Liang Hao's body and mind, but all these seem to be separated by mountains and rivers, which is extremely difficult.
After Liang Hao came back, the discussion between the four of them officially started. Zhou Hanning's nose was filled with the faint scent of jasmine flowers and the scent of a girl who had recently ended her 'intimate time'.
Zhou Hanning sat closer to Liang Hao, their arms were almost stuck together, and although the air conditioner was turned on in the milk tea shop, their body temperature continued to rise, as if hot iron pieces touched their bodies, causing burning pain.
Zhou Hanning didn't know if it was intentional, but when he lowered his head to talk about the topic and approached Liang Hao, her flower acupoint became uncontrollably excited; she stepped back an inch slightly.
Zhou Hanning's warm breath fell on the side of Liang Hao's face. Liang Hao felt a numbness in his flower acupoints, and his fingertips felt sore for a moment. She couldn't bear it, "Sorry, I'm not feeling well; please excuse me."
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