He raised his silver-rimmed glasses.
Then, perhaps due to the influence of his own action, Chu Ci's body slid down slightly, and there was no other movement.
Qiao Sirui raised his eyes and glanced to the side, then the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.
The two of them sat together, quite close to each other. Chu Ci could see her fair cheeks and closed eyes. Her eyelashes were very long, like small fans, which fluttered slightly from time to time because of the movement around her. The light from the top of her head fell, casting a small shadow under her eyes.
This little girl must have fallen asleep just now, but she was sleeping with a pen supporting her chin. There was a red round mark on her fair and small chin. If you look closely, you can see the pattern of petals printed on it.
It just happened to match the pen in Chu Ci's hand.
She lay diagonally on her arms, her cheeks squeezed to make her look fatter, her pink lips slightly pouting, and she was completely unaware of the situation around her.
This scene really makes people want to touch it.
Qiao Sirui looked at her like this, his eyes dimmed slightly. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and pointed it at Chu Ci's fair and tender face in an extremely clever posture.
After taking a look at the photos on the phone, he put the phone back into his pocket.
Of course, after two days of getting along, and the two of them spending almost an entire night together, there was naturally more than just this much in his phone.
It’s just that he likes Chu Ci’s voice more, and it was just their first meeting yesterday. He agreed to go out with Chu Ci just to listen to this voice that made him feel more comfortable.
So the rest of the conversations in the phone were just some short conversations. When he went back at night, these voices could no longer satisfy his needs. It happened that Liang Jiuzhou also checked the public course schedule for the first year of the Foreign Languages Department, so he came here early this morning to block people.
However, after further contact, he found that the girl was indeed more likable than he had imagined. He has always been sensitive to voices, friendly, with a hint of malice, and he doesn't know what the standard of the voice he likes is.
There are many people with similar voices, but it is only Chu Ci's voice that fascinates him. From the way they get along, it seems that if he likes someone's voice, that person may be very much to his liking.
Not only did he secretly record what the two of them said, but he was still not satisfied with the recordings and came over impatiently the next day.
The silver-rimmed lenses of Qiao Sirui's glasses reflected light slightly. He propped up his chin, tilted his body slightly to look at Chu Ci, and suddenly sighed softly, "You have so few open classes in your freshman year."
The little girl was in a daze in her sleep and naturally had no way to respond to him. When she heard the unusual movement on his side, she rubbed her cheek against her arm slightly, hummed softly, adjusted herself to a slightly more comfortable position, and fell asleep again.
After class, Qiao Sirui didn't stay long because he had courses and other professional arrangements later, so he just left.
There are indeed few public courses in the Chuci Foreign Languages Department, and the main courses are professional courses in various majors.
In addition, the courses are numerous and tiring, so I don’t see Qiao Sirui very often.
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