The boy was irritated by her indifferent attitude and put the milk tea back on the bar. "How the hell did I offend you?"
On any other day, he would have flipped the table and left.
But at this moment it was not just because of Zhu Tongyu, but also because the pair of eyes looking at him were cold, arrogant and fearless.
A dangerous aura invisibly emanated from his cold eyes.
Tang Qiqi's lips moved lazily, and just as she was about to open her mouth, Zhu Tongyu took out a paper bag from her pocket and put it on the table with a 'p' sound, "Get out."
The paper bag was just the size of a Mao Zedong note, and the bulge in it showed that there was quite a bit of money inside.
The boy was filled with rage, and his eyes widened when he saw what Zhu Tongyu was holding in his palm.
He gently pried open Zhu Tongyu's fingers, pulled out the paper bag, and stuffed it into his pocket without hesitation.
"I'm leaving now." Before leaving, the boy wanted to come over and hug her a few more times, but Zhu Tongyu avoided him without leaving a trace.
After everyone left, Tang Qiqi felt that the air was a little cleaner.
Since Zhu Tongyu didn't say anything, she didn't ask any further questions.
It can be seen that the relationship between the two is not ordinary.
But speaking of lovers, after the man came in, he never showed any jealousy or nervousness towards her or the person in the corner.
During this period, Tang Qiqi worked until the middle of the night after school, and it was obvious that he was not as focused in class as before.
In Chinese class, Tang Qiqi started to feel sleepy again.
Thinking of his role model, he gritted his teeth and sat up straight.
When I turned my head, I found that the person next to me was supporting his head with his left hand, with his eyes lowered, as if he was reading a book seriously.
But when you look closer, you can see that his eyes have narrowed into slits.
Tang Qiqi curled up the corners of her mouth, but she didn't have the heart to use the pen in her hand to wake the person up.
His arm was injured and he couldn't lie down, but he was able to sleep so soundly with his head supported. It must be that he was really sleepy.
Tang Qiqi took a deep breath and stared at the blackboard, trying to clear his mind.
Suddenly, a head fell on her right shoulder.
Tang Qiqi lowered her head, a faint scent of hair wafted over, and Qi Yan's sleeping face suddenly came into view.
The nose under the sword-like eyebrows is straight and tall, the long and thick eyelashes are slightly curled up, covering the tightly closed eyes, the tightly pressed thin lips make the whole face look a bit distant, and the skin is smooth without any blemishes.
Although his head didn't feel heavy, Tang Qiqi felt as if the pause button had been pressed. The air seemed to freeze at this moment.
Reason told her that she should push the person away.
But at this moment, he was like a possessed man, and the only thing in his mind was the feeling of pinching this face two years ago.
Thinking of this, Tang Qiqi couldn't control his hands.
This mysterious young man in front of her always has a magic that makes her want to get closer and explore.
The closer I get, the more a certain feeling hidden deep in my heart changes.
Just when their hands were about to touch, Tang Qiqi suddenly came to his senses.
When I came here quietly, I should have thought that one day I would leave like Tathagata.
Everything here does not belong to her, and she cannot stay here forever.
Suddenly, the eyelids of the head on my shoulder twitched, and the tightly closed eyes showed signs of opening.
Tang Qiqi quickly looked away. Because she was nervous, the arc of her movement when she turned her head was a little large.
The weight on his shoulders disappeared, and Tang Qiqi thought he had woken someone up, but he didn't expect that the person next to him was still in a daze, supporting his head with his hands and closing his eyes again.
Tang Qiqi's nervous mood calmed down, but her heart couldn't help beating faster.
She gripped the pen tightly, and all her sleepiness disappeared.
Tang Qiqi, who had focused his attention on the blackboard, didn't notice that during the few seconds of hesitation, his thoughts had been guessed by the person who was pretending to be asleep.
A hint of cunning flashed across those deep eyes.
Leave? Wishful thinking.
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