spend your youth with you

Chapter 427 Is this slap for nothing?
The smile is pure and dazzling, without a trace of impurities.

Unable to bear it, she rested her forehead with one hand and stared at the girl's trembling eyelashes from time to time, watching with interest.

Stupid, how did he survive until now?
Really big flowers in the greenhouse.

"bell……"

Because the surrounding was very quiet, Su Haohao accidentally fell asleep, and slept soundly, until he was woken up by the class bell.

Even the dark circles under the eyes have faded a lot.

Seeing that the students in front of him were preparing to turn over the books and pick up pens, Su Haohao wiped the corners of his mouth quickly and looked down for the books.

A strand of hair curled up from being pressed in sleep.

A big hand reached out and caressed gently.

Su Hao's confused expression froze, his eyes became clear instantly, he turned his head, saw Jiang Xuan's hand resting on his head, and slapped it away reflexively.

"What are you doing!"

"hiss."

Jiang Xuan looked at the back of his red hand, then looked at Su Haohao's big round eyes full of vigilance, and was suddenly hurt: "At the same table, you are too cruel, if I react slowly, is this hand Is it going to be chopped off by you?"

"That's how I treat scumbags!" Su Haohao said coldly.

Jiang Xuan clicked his tongue and sighed: "Your hair is curled up, I'm helping you suppress it."

"..." Su was stunned for a while, and raised his hand to touch his head.

Sure enough, there is a bunch of upward warping.

The little hand pressed slowly.

Like a Teletubbies.

Jiang Xuan raised his lips, approached Su Haohao, and stared at her with exquisite phoenix eyes: "At the same table, you have wronged me, how can you make up for it?"

Su Hao ignored him, took out the book and put it on the table.

"At the same table, then my slap is for nothing?"

"Do you know how expensive hand cream I usually use on this hand? How much is it worth? I haven't even washed my clothes myself, just to protect these hands. so……"

Su coughed well, feeling more and more guilty at what he said, and looked at him with a broken jar: "Then what do you want, do you want to lose money?"

Jiang Xuan's voice stopped, and the meaning of his smile became unclear: "Forget about losing money, I am not short of money, I want you...don't refuse or be impatient when you give me a lecture in the future!"

"That's it?" Su Hao was surprised, thinking that he was going to push his feet.

"Hmm~" Jiang Xuan laughed and said, "Otherwise, what else do you want?"

Su heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Deal!"

Seeing the teacher coming in, he sat down quickly.

Jiang Xuan stared at her with his face propped up for a while, then slowly lay down, turned his face towards her, and closed his eyes.

"Good morning everyone, today we will talk about the first lesson, ancient Greek and Roman democracy..."

"The theory and practice of democracy in Athens laid the initial foundation for the modern Western political system, and the space created by the democratic political atmosphere..."

On the stage, the political teacher's eloquent voice gradually stopped, and his eyes swished like knives to a certain direction off the stage.

Su shivered for a while, seeing the young man sleeping like a dead pig next to him, he had no choice but to push him.

"Hey...wake up, the teacher is looking at you...wake up..."

"Do not touch me."

The boy in his sleep held the bed and pushed her hand well, and put it under his face, his delicate side face was full of satisfaction.

"Don't touch me baby, let me sleep for a while, good boy..."

If it wasn't for the head teacher, she wouldn't be bothered to take care of him!
Su Hao's blood surged, he pulled his hand away, and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Damn it! Who the hell hit me!"

Jiang Xuan sat up slowly and roared angrily.

(End of this chapter)