Chapter 300 Asleep

"Atobe-san, please accept it." The little girl put the love letter on the corner of Keigo Atobe's desk with a blushing face, and then ran out of the financial class without looking back.

Suddenly there was a pink envelope on the desk, and before he could speak, the other party ran away without a trace.

Atobe Keigo looked forward in fear, wanting to see Qingqian's reaction, she wouldn't have misunderstood something...

But Qingqianhuo didn't seem to have heard the news just now, and still buried her head in writing, immersed in the ocean of knowledge and couldn't extricate herself.

Atobe Keigo smiled wryly, yes, what does he have to do with her now, why do you expect people to be jealous?
This girl is really not gorgeous, she has no eyesight at all, didn't you see that the uncle is trapped by love now?

Keigo Atobe reached out and crumpled the pink envelope into a ball, and with a wave of his hand, an extra ball of paper appeared in the trash can in an instant.

Yushi Ninzu and the others who were sitting on the side were no longer surprised. This kind of thing has happened frequently in the past few years. The only difference is that Qingqian is also present this time, and Xiaojing is probably miserable.

Qingqian was sitting in front, how could she not know what happened just now, she couldn't help sighing in her heart, as expected of Keigo Atobe, even after getting married, the market is still so good, there are little girls everywhere.

The whole afternoon is devoted to German class, which is a torment for Qingqian.

Qingqian would rather do a hundred Chinese readings than do one German practice. Every time Qingqian takes a German course, she admires her former self because of Keigo Atobe who can persist in learning German and He has also achieved good results, but now Qingqian doesn't have that motivation anymore.

After less than half an hour of class, Qingqian hit her head on Lin Fusu's arm and fell asleep directly.

Lin Fusu shook his head helplessly, glared at Qingqian with hatred, stretched out his hand and pulled Qingqian's German book from under her arm and covered Qingqian's face.

Ninja Yushi in the back row was almost about to laugh out loud, glanced at Jiro beside him, and did the same thing, and suddenly there were two comrades in the class sleeping with their books on their heads.

In college, learning is all about self-consciousness. Teachers turn a blind eye to students who fall asleep in class. As long as you don't go too far, the teacher won't wake you up.

No one woke up, and the light was blocked by the book again, and the light sleep became deeper.

Qingqian woke up halfway, tore off the book on her face, stared at Lin Fusu in a bewildered look, and fell asleep again with Lin Fusu's arm on the table as her pillow. Think of Lin Fusu as a pillow.

She slept soundly, Xiang's teacher couldn't bear to wake her up, how long has this child not slept, it seems that there is going to be another sleeping god in the class.

Qingqian slept comfortably, but Keigo Atobe, who was paying attention to her all the time, was half-dead with anger, yet he had nowhere to vent his suffocation.

Qingqian fell asleep for the whole afternoon, she didn't wake up until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, she even stretched her waist, it seems that she got carried away in sleep.

"Did you stay up late playing games again last night?" Lin Fusu frowned and looked at Qingqian, shaking his numb arms.

"No!" Qingqian let out a breath and strongly denied it.

"I still said no, I saw you online when I was on the king at eleven o'clock last night!" Lin Fusu glanced at her.

(End of this chapter)

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