The emperor's sweet wife

Chapter 846
Chapter 948
Mo Qinghan stared at him closely, he sat very comfortably on the chair she just sat on!

Mo Qinghan instantly felt that she and his body seemed to be in close contact!Oh my god...so embarrassing.

Her face was flushed with embarrassment, as if an electric current passed through her body, she stood up "squeaky" and said to him in a very low voice: "Come inside."

Ye Chen shook his finger, and said indifferently: "You should sit inside, you've been busy 'doing other things' all day, it's not easy for the teacher to find out if you sit inside."

Mo Qinghan's face turned even redder, she was writing novels every day "out of business", and it was indeed more convenient to "commit crimes" by sitting in it.

She sat down silently, and suddenly saw his face close to her, he stuffed egg tarts and milk tea into her desk, his charming handsome face got closer and closer, his face almost pressed against her ear and said: " Today's attire...is very good-looking."

The whole class, and many people are watching them!

Mo Qinghan instantly raised the manuscript paper to cover her face.

Ye Chen smiled, turned on his phone, and watched doctoral courses.

He was so at ease, but Mo Qinghan seemed to be sitting on pins and needles.Ye Chen whispered to her, "Hurry up and eat the egg tart, it's still hot."

Now it's time for self-study, how dare she eat, she pushed the food into the table, turned her face away in embarrassment, and bowed her head to write the manuscript outside the window.

At this moment, the girl sitting at Mo Qinghan's front desk glared at Mo Qinghan angrily.

The girl snorted angrily, "You're such a vixen! She even considers herself a writer and writes novels..."

This girl is a fan of "Ye Chen", seeing her male god staring at Mo Qinghan, the smell of jealousy is almost all over the sky.

"Ye Chen" usually doesn't talk to anyone, just talking and laughing with Mo Qinghan, hum - do you think Mo Qinghan is a vixen? !
She stared at Mo Qinghan, wanting to embarrass her a bit, and said in a sour and sarcastic tone: "Mo Qinghan, are you sure...you can read the novel you wrote?" Wu Xiaoli's eyebrows were obviously raised by at least two centimeters.

"Hehe..." Mo Qinghan sneered deliberately, and said in a low voice: "It's Chinese, you can read it! Unless you don't know how to read!"

Mo Qinghan's voice is not small, the morning self-study is very quiet, and her voice is clear and sweet, like the ding-dong of a stream, many girls have been jealous of her because of this.

The other girl in front heard her talking and turned to look at her.

"Mo Qinghan, you are very good. You can write poems and songs at your fingertips?" The girl who spoke was called Liu Yixin.

"Heh...it's just nonsense." Mo Qinghan continued to write novels with his head down.

That Wu Xiaoli rolled her eyes and said sneeringly: "Sister! Don't be ridiculous! You can't even write a composition, but you still write a novel? Do you think you can write a novel because you know a few idioms? What a fool's dream!"

The more he said, the tighter he clenched his teeth, and the sour smell hit Mo Qinghan's nose.

Mo Qinghan was too lazy to argue with such a jealous and narrow-minded person, so he ignored it.

She has already started writing the beginning, if she stops, she will easily lose her train of thought.

Seeing that Mo Qinghan didn't answer, Wu Xiaoli thought she was guilty, so she said "tch", "Don't say I look down on you, if you can write novels, I can eat all your manuscripts."

Mo Qinghan: "..."

Mo Qinghan glanced at her, then raised the corners of his lips viciously, and raised his voice so that the whole class could hear, "Whoever doesn't eat is a grandson!"

Wu Xiaoli glared instantly.

Mo Qinghan smiled and said: "When the time comes, I'll buy you a bottle of water so that you won't choke to death."

Wu Xiaoli let out a vicious "chuck" and turned back.

Before turning back, he intentionally looked at "Ye Chen" one more time.She wished she could dig out her eyeballs and stick them on Ye Chen's face.

Mo Qinghan felt it was funny, she only realized at this time that among the more than 30 girls in this class, one counted as one, and they almost all peeked at Ye Chen.

The girls in the blooming season are just beginning to fall in love, and they smile at Ye Chen from time to time.Of course, there are also those who are more reserved, and only dare to sneak a glance here.

I can also understand...

As a high school student, it is the age of looking at faces.What connotation, what temperament, that is bullshit.

Ye Chen is so handsome, everyone is angry, what girl doesn't like it?Especially a teenage girl can't resist such a handsome face at all.

What's more, her elder brother Chen's temperament... can definitely fascinate thousands of girls.

He also always put on a cool face.Which girl in the blooming season is not fascinated by him, she is not a normal girl!

Every time when class was over, a large group of girls would definitely surround them in the corridor outside their class door, all laughing and making noises trying to get his attention, and secretly peeking into their corner from time to time.

but……

Although there are many people who have a crush on him, girls are afraid of him.Therefore, few girls dared to confess to him.She didn't even dare to talk to him.

The few bold girls who had handed love letters to Lu Yuxuan and class monitor Xu Junkai in the past also started to send love letters to Ye Chen, but Ye Chen didn't even touch them, and let Mo Qinghan handle it for him .

Mo Qinghan was sulking when Brother Chen suddenly bumped her with his arm.

She turned her head to look at him in surprise.His eyes were shining brightly, like obsidian, so clear that it could make one's heart sway.

"What did you write last night? Let me have a look." His pretty brows were slightly raised, and his charming eyes glanced at her manuscript paper.

"Ahem——during class, don't whisper!" class monitor Xu Junkai suddenly spoke in displeasure!

Ye Chen ignored him, and reached out to take out the novel written by Mo Qinghan to read it carefully.

Mo Qinghan wanted to grab her, but many classmates were looking at her, she didn't want to make too much noise.

Ye Chen read two lines, frowned, and said with a smile: "You... write... like flies. If you read too much, it will make you..."

nauseous...

He was afraid that she would scratch him to death, so he swallowed the word "vomit" abruptly.

Mo Qinghan gritted her teeth and snatched the manuscript back.

Ye Chen said, "Bring it here, I'll type it out for you."

"?" She didn't understand, what did you type?

Ye Chen reached out to take back her manuscript, spread it on his desk, and then...he pressed a key on his phone, and suddenly a virtual keyboard appeared on his desktop.

Mo Qinghan's eyes widened and he leaned over to look, and the other students saw it too!Many students stood up and stretched their necks.

Those who were close asked in a hurry: "What is this?"

Ye Chen said, "This is a virtual keyboard."

After finishing speaking, she didn't speak again, and tapped the virtual buttons on the desktop carefully, and after a while, all the manuscripts she wrote were recorded into the mobile phone.

"Sent it away for you."

Ye Chen's hand speed is too fast!It's like an elf jumping on the table... His fingers are slender, and every bounce is special and pleasing to the eye.

"This speed is too fast..." With so many pages of manuscript paper, it felt like it was finished in one click.

(End of this chapter)