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Shen Moqiu, who had just returned to the classroom after visiting the exhibition that morning, saw Lin Bosang sitting in Zhou Jiashu's seat, whispering something to Nan Qing with their heads close together.
Shen Moqiu's initial excitement at seeing Qingqing upon his return instantly turned into a dark cloud. After a moment's pause, he finally lifted his foot and headed back to his seat.
As they approached their seats, Shen Moqiu nudged Yang Xu, who was secretly playing on his phone, and gave him a wink. Then he glanced at the two people in the seats in front of him.
Yang Xu, who understood what Shen Moqiu meant, was momentarily unintentional.
Big brother.
So, are you the one pursuing the girl or am I?
You're the one who started the relationship, so I'm the one who cleared all these obstacles for you?
That's outrageous.
However, Yang Xu still grabbed Lin Bosang by the back of his collar and pulled him over.
I'm talking to you two.
"What have they been whispering about all afternoon?"
"Hey, Goddess Nanqing, can I borrow Lin Bosang for a bit? I need to talk to him about something."
After saying that, he pulled Lin Bosang toward his seat, while he himself moved to sit in Shen Moqiu's seat.
Now, of the four seats behind, only the one next to Nan Qing is empty. Yang Xu silently hoped that Shen Moqiu would be sensible. He had practically laid the path out in front of him, and if he still couldn't handle it, he would be furious.
I don't know if it was his muttering that had an effect.
Or perhaps that was Shen Moqiu's original intention.
Instead, Shen Moqiu paused for a moment before walking around to where Zhou Jiashu had originally been, a smile playing on his lips.
Nan Qing noticed that someone had suddenly sat down next to her. She looked up and saw that it was Shen Moqiu who had walked over. She also saw the two people in the back seat whispering to each other, so she knew that he would probably sit there for a while.
So he smiled amicably at Shen Moqiu, then lay down on the table, closed his eyes, and prepared for a nap.
Looking at Nan Qing's fluffy little head and her obedient face with her eyes closed, Shen Moqiu, who was usually calm and composed, was now somewhat confused. The heat in his heart was boiling, and his heart was pounding.
He stared intently at Nan Qing, took a deep breath, and slowly sat down next to her. The seat wasn't actually cramped, but Shen Moqiu was tall, so when he sat down, there were only a few centimeters between him and Nan Qing.
Shen Moqiu seemed to smell Nan Qing's unique floral scent again.
Shen Moqiu pursed his lips, which were trying to suppress a smile, placed his hands on the table, and slowly leaned over towards Nan Qing.
Nan Qing wasn't used to sleeping facing outwards, so she usually slept on her side facing inwards. However, this position was perfect for Shen Moqiu's dazed gaze today.
The girl lay obediently on the table with her eyes closed, her fair face serene, a faint shadow beneath her thick eyelashes. Shen Moqiu's gaze then slowly traced Nan Qing's delicate nose and... her pale pink lips.
A few strands of golden hair playfully fell across Nanqing's cheeks, making her appear as elegant and beautiful as a goddess.
Looking at Nan Qing's peaceful sleeping face, Shen Moqiu suddenly felt thirsty, and his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed.
The hand he was holding down was also restless, seemingly wanting to brush the hair off the girl's face without its master's permission, but Shen Moqiu forcefully suppressed this impulse.
he.
I still don't dare....
He is not yet in a position to tell Nan Qing that he likes her.
She is a chosen one of heaven, and she deserves all the best things in the world.
He's still too young, too young for either Qingqing or her family to take his love seriously.
Even more so, Qingqing might distance herself from him because of this.
so.
He needs time, time to grow up a bit more.
It will also take time for his Qingqing to grow up a bit more.
He needed time to achieve something, and he wanted to give Qingqing the best of everything.
Shen Moqiu's expression deepened.
He thought that perhaps he had a reason to agree to join Professor Yuan's project.
In this year.
A 17-year-old boy, who had previously been uninterested in everything and lived a slow-paced life, decided to take big strides forward for the sake of a 17-year-old girl.
Love is never about dragging someone who is high and mighty into your own quagmire.
if.
Your love is truly enough.
You will then use all your strength to climb to the same height as her.
Compared to sharing hardships, meeting at the summit is perhaps a more beautiful story.
......
In the eyes of senior high school students.
Time flies.
Time quickly came to the first monthly exam of the semester for Nanqing and her classmates.
Nan Qing held her chin in her left hand, her face showing an expression of deep thought.
"Xiao Ba, tell me, how should I perform in this exam?"
"What if I snatch first place?"
"hey-hey"
"Do you think Shen Moqiu won't cry?"
Xiao Ba, inside Nan Qing's spiritual platform, saw a slightly lewd expression on Nan Qing's face and immediately felt terrible. What kind of TV dramas has his host been watching lately?!
Why does it feel like the beautiful host has changed?
[Um... host, your expression right now is a bit lewd.]
[Quickly put it away...]
"Cough cough"
Nan Qing sat up straight, reverting to her usual model student demeanor.
"I'd actually like to see a look of frustration on Shen Moqiu's face."
Nan Qing, who had just finished speaking to Xiao Ba, turned to look at Shen Moqiu, only to find that Shen Moqiu was also looking at her.
Nan Qing raised an eyebrow with a hint of interest and smiled at Shen Moqiu with a touch of provocation.
Shen Moqiu
"I'm determined to get first place in this exam!"
After exchanging harsh words with Shen Moqiu, Nan Qing proudly turned back, raising her chin.
"hehe,"
Shen Moqiu looked at Nan Qing with joy and smiles in his eyes. It was worth the effort he had put into trying to make his presence known to Qingqing over the past month. He liked Qingqing no longer calling him "Classmate Shen" in such a polite manner.
Is it number one?
hehe.
I don't care.
I only want you; whoever wants the first place can have it.
Shen Moqiu took out a notebook, tore off a small piece of paper, wrote a sentence on it, folded it up, and threw the paper onto Nan Qing's desk with perfect aim. Nan Qing curiously turned his head to look at him and saw that he was gesturing for him to open the paper.
Nan Qing opened the small piece of paper in her hand; it contained only three words.
"It's all yours."
Nan Qing immediately turned her head and gave him a big eye roll.
snort.
Who asked you to give it to me? It's not like you have to let me win just because I got first place.
Before Nan Qing could finish speaking, the teacher walked into the classroom with the test papers, so she could only glare angrily at Shen Moqiu, who was still staring at her.
"Xiao Ba, I've made up my mind. I'm going to teach that Shen Moqiu a lesson he'll never forget."
"I must get first place in this exam!"
"Hmph~"
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