Into the enchanting high school by mistake: training camp for handsome men

Chapter 145 Confession: Do you still want to play it? 【4】

I was released from Kamimori Daitenjin's room =w=.

This is my only reaction now, and the reason... is probably because Lun Yumi hasn't come back since the second day of Perak's confession, and has completely disappeared.

Without his phone on hand, asking Lun Yuxi is the way I get along when I look like the worst, let alone... I actually hope he never comes back =w=.

"Luo Xiaoyi, are you listening to me?" The man on the podium was about to frown into the shape of the Great Rift Valley in East Africa, and he seemed to be holding back the chalk he was holding tightly in his hand.

"I listened so seriously, what are you talking about? Speaking of which, Boss Yan, you haven't slept recently, okay? You look a year older." I held my head, taking advantage of the fact that Kamimori Daitenjin was on patrol at the school occasionally for physical and mental health 'molested' the professor.

Yan Qiji seemed to have been reminded of something, a cold light flashed in his bottomless eyes, and then...the chalk was thrown towards the back of my head, smashing into a deep hole in the wall.

"... Violent opposition." = = I seem to be a little bit desperate.

Yan Qiji took a deep breath, and then chose to completely ignore my situation and start lecturing again.

I glanced at the electronic clock on the wall... Why in this world would there be uninterrupted mental torture within 2 hours?

Stretched out a pencil and poked Lan Tian's elbow who was typing rapidly: "Lan Tian, ​​hurry up and chat with me."

"...I'm not free." The fingertips flew even faster.

"...I'll poke you." The slow words drifted into his ears, and the white fingers finally stopped their day's work.

Lan Tian helped his eyes, tried not to let the corners of his mouth twitch, and his voice was as unwilling as it could be, like a wronged little daughter-in-law: "What do you want me to say?"

I pouted: "What, it's not interesting at all, it's really boring."

"I'm so bored and I'm so sorry that I can't chat with you!" Lan Tian, ​​who was completely tormented by my words, complained fiercely, == boy, don't get excited, I saw that the reflection of your glasses is very serious.

"Hey...Speaking of which, Lan Tian, ​​will you fall in love with a man?"=w=Half discussing, half flattering, ready to start molesting Lan Tian's beautiful boy, don't look at Lan Tian's usual appearance of a data madman, his appearance is just so ordinary Delicate, but the way he took off his glasses is definitely a little mixed-race European beauty, and this benefit is only occasionally witnessed by me who is by his side.

Lan Tian's transformation is definitely comparable to Mo Suwan's...

"You, you, what are you talking about, I, I, I, I really have a girl I like." He frantically raised his hand and held his glasses, while blushing like a persimmon, unexpectedly a person who couldn't take a joke ...

"But..." The protracted syllable hit Lan Tian's heart hard, like a devil.

He covered half of his blushing face, and said in a panic: "Nan, do you like... me?" When he finished speaking, his whole body almost showed a chimney state, and he was on the verge of death.

"= = What did I do to make you have such a wonderful idea."

"Ahaha—no, nothing." He buried his head in the computer again, and stopped talking again, but the blush that appeared on his face became more and more obvious, like a drunk person.

(End of this chapter)