Cute, she's soft and sassy

Chapter 122 When Are You Going To Take Responsibility?
After about 5 minutes of class, Sheng Nai walked slowly to the classroom with a small bag.

There was silence in the class. Sheng Nai glanced at the back door and saw that the teacher hadn't started the lecture, so he walked to the front door and lazily called out: "Report."

Liu Yan raised her head when she heard the sound, and only when she saw Sheng Nai did she know that there was someone missing in the class.

But she didn't make things difficult for Sheng Nai, she nodded: "Come in."

Sheng Nai stepped into the classroom.

Su Xingnian's eyes fell on Sheng Nai, who was wearing a black top at this time.

He was originally indifferent and distant, but wearing black made him feel even colder.

After Sheng Nai returned to his seat, the teacher picked up the book and prepared to start the lecture.

Su Xingnian erected the book, covered his face with it, and said in a low voice, "At the same table, why did you take so long to come back? Where are my clothes?"

Looking at the face of her deskmate, Sheng Nai wanted to laugh a little because she was afraid that the class teacher would see her deserting in class.

He handed her the bag in his hand, "Here it is."

Su Xing read aloud, and stuffed the clothes into the schoolbag.

She put down her book, sat up straight, and when she was about to listen to the class seriously, she heard Sheng Nai's voice again.

"How's your hand? Show me."

Su Xingnian generously spread out his little hands to Sheng Nai, and said with crooked eyes, "It's all right now."

The little girl's hands are white and tender, her fingers are as slender as bamboo shoots, very beautiful.

The place that was originally scorched red has been restored to its original state.

Sheng Nai hummed, with no expression on his face.

No one knew that he had a salve in his pocket.

Sheng Nai stared at the void for a while, then took out the Chinese document from the table, "Little deskmate, where are you talking?"

"Seventeen pages." The girl spoke in a soft voice, very gentle.

Sheng Nai turned to the seventeenth page, propped his chin and looked at Liu Yan who was chattering on the podium.

He seemed to be listening to the class very seriously, but his mind was actually blank.

Holding the pen given by Su Xingnian in his hand, he was spinning it boredly.

His hands are beautiful, white and slender with distinct joints, and the pen is turning on his fingertips, attracting the attention of many students.

About three or four minutes passed, Su Xingnian was taking notes when suddenly a notebook broke into her field of vision.

The little girl stopped what she was doing and glanced curiously.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you are speechless when you look at it.

The Heizi font on the notebook is very eye-catching, scribbled casually.

She recognized Sheng Nai's handwriting at a glance.

There was a sentence written on it: Little rascal, you have seen me all, when are you going to take responsibility?

"!!!" Su Xingnian almost fell off the stool.

What do you mean she saw him all?

Didn't I just look at the upper body, the boy's upper body is worthless!

Still responsible?What is she responsible for, and how is she responsible?

The little girl opened her big innocent eyes, and met Sheng Nai's gaze as soon as she raised her head.

The boy propped his chin, tilted his head slightly, and was looking at her with a smile on his face.

It was the first time for Su Xingnian to encounter the incident of 'boys looking for girls to take responsibility'. She blinked her eyes twice in bewilderment, not knowing what to say at all.

She thought for a while, then stammered, "I, I'm not yet 16 years old, how can I be responsible to you?"

Sheng Nai: "..."

Not even 16 years old, really a kid.

Someone seems to have forgotten that he himself is only 17 years old.

It is only one year and four months older than Su Xingnian.

(End of this chapter)