When Long Xiao said this, he turned his head to look at Fu Bao, with a gentle smile in his deep eyes, which made the girls around him fascinated.
I wish the person sitting next to him was not Fubao, but myself!
The little boy had no choice but to carry his schoolbag and walk to an empty seat at the back and sit down, feeling extremely wronged and resentful. But what could he do?
Classmate Shen Zhixin had spoken personally, so even if he wanted to sit with her, there was nothing he could do.
Who made me not as good-looking as that transfer student?
The girls in the classroom were staring at Long Xiao infatuatedly, unable to move their eyes away. This transfer student was so handsome no matter how you looked at him. There was no blind spot at all. He looked so good that he didn't even look like a human, but a demon!
The class bell rang.
The students then slightly withdrew their gazes, but still looked at him from time to time.
However, Long Xiao turned a blind eye, with one hand on his forehead, glancing at Fu Bao. His posture was lazy and casual, but it was breathtakingly beautiful.
Fu Bao felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and could only whisper to him: "Why are you looking at me? It's time for class!"
"So what?"
"Since you are here, you should behave like a student and listen to the class carefully, okay?"
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Long Xiao agreed obediently, and his eyes finally moved away from her face and fell on the teacher in front of him.
This class was a math class. Fubao listened for a while and saw the teacher writing on the blackboard. She was about to raise her hand to take a pen to copy it, but unexpectedly her hand was suddenly held by a big hand.
Right under the desk, the big hand scratched her palm mischievously.
Fubao, "......!!"
She shuddered and looked at Long Xiao in shame and anger. He was still holding his forehead, looking at the teacher on the podium, as if he had done nothing, but with a leisurely smile on his face, looking like he deserved a beating.
Fu Bao lowered his voice with some embarrassment and said, "Let go."
Not only did Long Xiao not let go, he held it even tighter and continued to tickle her palm as if he was teasing her.
"Huo Jinxi!" Fubao glared at him.
Long Xiao seemed to react at this moment, turned his head to look at her, raised his eyebrows, "Hmm? You're talking to me?"
This guy is actually playing dumb!
Fubao really wanted to kick him.
"I asked you to let go, why are you touching me? We are in class now, do you have any sense of being a student?"
"Oh, you can't touch people during class, then...what about after class?" Long Xiao said in a meaningful tone.
Fubao's heartbeat suddenly accelerated uncontrollably. He pulled his hand back from his and glared at him angrily, "Shame on you."
Talking like this makes people think about something else!
"What's the point of having a face?" Long Xiao said this when he suddenly felt his chair being kicked.
Shen Zhile had been observing Long Xiao from behind, and saw that he was actually teasing Fubao during class. His mean look really made people want to beat him up.
Unfortunately, it was class time now, so I couldn't hit or scold him. I could only let my deskmate kick his chair as a warning to him.
Long Xiao turned his head to look at him leisurely, met Shen Zhile's fierce eyes, and smiled calmly, causing the girls around him who were looking at him to feel their hearts fluttering.
When Fubao saw those obsessed eyes, he wanted to turn Long Xiao's face back and make him face the blackboard.
Really, please ask him to stop laughing. He laughs so beautifully, who is he trying to seduce?
The little movements between the three people were seen by the teacher on the stage.
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