It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love
Chapter 295
Chapter 295
Qiao Yue pressed her hands on his clothes and rubbed them clean, "You don't think it's dirty."
It was a rare opportunity for Shen Zheyi to get so close to her, so of course it was impossible to stop there.
He buried his head into Qiao Yue's neck, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and sprayed her breath on her neck, itching her to rub against the sofa.
It also gave Shen Zheyi a chance to make progress.
Qiao Yue didn't mind Shen Zheyi hugging her, but the premise was that the place wouldn't be like now, lying on the sofa, half lying and half sitting.
She lightly rubbed Shen Zheyi's head with her hand, and his head grew a little longer, and on the back of his head, there was a raised scar pattern.
She was not feeling well.
Shen Zheyi also seemed to know what she was thinking, "If you feel guilty, just let me kiss you."
Qiao Yue paused, stretched out her hands to pinch Shen Zheyi's handsome face, "It's over."
Shen Zheyi didn't care, "Just ask me casually, maybe one day you will be willing."
This is too scumbag.
It's like a prodigal son in the flowers, he wants to flirt with any girl he sees, but it won't do anything if he tries, maybe he will succeed.
With a "slap", Qiao Yue slapped him lightly on the face, "Get up."
She still adhered to the original idea.
He looks really scumbag.
She is blind.
Seeing that the expression on her face became a little more serious, Shen Zheyi stopped making noise and got up a little, but he was reluctant to let go.
Then, under her gaze, rounding off, he put the hand on her waist back to his shoulder.
"Shen Zheyi, let me tell you something."
Shen Zheyi was taken aback, "What did you say?"
Qiao Yue lowered her eyes, "I plan to participate in a competition."
"Participate in the competition?" Shen Zheyi didn't think too much, but he was happy that she shared this with him, "Just go, you are so smart, you will definitely win the prize."
Qiao Yue bent her eyes a little, and subconsciously told herself that if she went, her goal would be more than just winning prizes.
-
On Tuesday morning, there was a big fight in the school, and the whole school was engaged in hygiene.
But the whole school has already smelled the arrival of a big shot.
Because even senior high school students who are less than 50 days away from the college entrance examination have to start a big cleaning.
From the classrooms to the teacher's office, to the toilets, and the public areas, they are all cleaned up.
In the afternoon, several cars were parked in front of the school's office building, and a male student was lying on the window watching, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Phantom of Rolls-Royce, everyone, I'm afraid the investors who came to the school today are not investors. "
This student is quite conscious.
So after another class, I saw the principal and several leaders of the school leading a young man around the school.
It just so happened that Qiao Yue's class was a self-study class. When a bunch of leaders walked by, some people still couldn't help casting their eyes.
"Mr. Ye, this is the 8th class of science in our school. Although it is not a top class, the grades are quite good." This is the voice of the principal.
Avoid the heavy and do the light.
Class 8's grades are good, but there are also a few troublemakers.
People like Shen Zheyi and Lu Qi, no matter how low-key they are in school, they still do things high-key outside.
The young man called Mr. Ye was wearing a gray suit, and there was a faint smile in the classroom, "I heard that the number one in your school is from this class?"
The sound is so nice.
A girl near the corridor subconsciously glanced outside, but lost her mind for a moment.
(End of this chapter)
Qiao Yue pressed her hands on his clothes and rubbed them clean, "You don't think it's dirty."
It was a rare opportunity for Shen Zheyi to get so close to her, so of course it was impossible to stop there.
He buried his head into Qiao Yue's neck, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and sprayed her breath on her neck, itching her to rub against the sofa.
It also gave Shen Zheyi a chance to make progress.
Qiao Yue didn't mind Shen Zheyi hugging her, but the premise was that the place wouldn't be like now, lying on the sofa, half lying and half sitting.
She lightly rubbed Shen Zheyi's head with her hand, and his head grew a little longer, and on the back of his head, there was a raised scar pattern.
She was not feeling well.
Shen Zheyi also seemed to know what she was thinking, "If you feel guilty, just let me kiss you."
Qiao Yue paused, stretched out her hands to pinch Shen Zheyi's handsome face, "It's over."
Shen Zheyi didn't care, "Just ask me casually, maybe one day you will be willing."
This is too scumbag.
It's like a prodigal son in the flowers, he wants to flirt with any girl he sees, but it won't do anything if he tries, maybe he will succeed.
With a "slap", Qiao Yue slapped him lightly on the face, "Get up."
She still adhered to the original idea.
He looks really scumbag.
She is blind.
Seeing that the expression on her face became a little more serious, Shen Zheyi stopped making noise and got up a little, but he was reluctant to let go.
Then, under her gaze, rounding off, he put the hand on her waist back to his shoulder.
"Shen Zheyi, let me tell you something."
Shen Zheyi was taken aback, "What did you say?"
Qiao Yue lowered her eyes, "I plan to participate in a competition."
"Participate in the competition?" Shen Zheyi didn't think too much, but he was happy that she shared this with him, "Just go, you are so smart, you will definitely win the prize."
Qiao Yue bent her eyes a little, and subconsciously told herself that if she went, her goal would be more than just winning prizes.
-
On Tuesday morning, there was a big fight in the school, and the whole school was engaged in hygiene.
But the whole school has already smelled the arrival of a big shot.
Because even senior high school students who are less than 50 days away from the college entrance examination have to start a big cleaning.
From the classrooms to the teacher's office, to the toilets, and the public areas, they are all cleaned up.
In the afternoon, several cars were parked in front of the school's office building, and a male student was lying on the window watching, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Phantom of Rolls-Royce, everyone, I'm afraid the investors who came to the school today are not investors. "
This student is quite conscious.
So after another class, I saw the principal and several leaders of the school leading a young man around the school.
It just so happened that Qiao Yue's class was a self-study class. When a bunch of leaders walked by, some people still couldn't help casting their eyes.
"Mr. Ye, this is the 8th class of science in our school. Although it is not a top class, the grades are quite good." This is the voice of the principal.
Avoid the heavy and do the light.
Class 8's grades are good, but there are also a few troublemakers.
People like Shen Zheyi and Lu Qi, no matter how low-key they are in school, they still do things high-key outside.
The young man called Mr. Ye was wearing a gray suit, and there was a faint smile in the classroom, "I heard that the number one in your school is from this class?"
The sound is so nice.
A girl near the corridor subconsciously glanced outside, but lost her mind for a moment.
(End of this chapter)
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