Inexplicably, Bo Qichen's eyes softened, and he didn't have the coldness he had when he looked at others just now.
The corners of his lips slowly raised a smile, and that gaze made people a little unguessable.
Yan Yanqi felt that someone was staring at him, and when he raised his head to look over, Bo Qichen beside him was still the same as he was just now, looking down at the book.
Yan Yanqi pursed his lips and sighed secretly: If you study this high school course so seriously, Bo Qichen should be able to do it.
He's not idle somewhere to hurt It's a little weird inexplicably.
In the first class, Yan Yanqi was too worried, and finally got out of class, there was no impression of chasing and fighting in the classroom, but it was very quiet, don't think about it, Yan Yanqi also knows the reason, and it is not Bo Qichen, the big Buddha, is here.
Touching his nose, Yan Yanqi stood up, and then wanted to go out.
Behind their place is a row of cabinets for personal belongings.
And Bo Qichen's chair was tightly attached to the cabinet.
Nima, she can't get out pursed his lips, and in desperation, Yan Yanqi This is the first time he has communicated with Bo Qichen head-on after women's clothing, and he spoke for the first time: "That Qiqi Master."
Can you make me want to go to the toilet?
” Bo Qichen flipped through the book, and after a long time, he raised his eyes to look over and looked up at her, his eyes were as light as water.
Yan Yanqi was furious by her, and that gaze seemed to have seen her through.
After looking at each other for about three seconds, Bo Qichen withdrew his gaze, ignored her, and continued to flip through the book.
Word 7: "" "You're moving."
Yan Yanqi took a deep breath and couldn't help but speak.
This can be regarded as ignoring her mother Assi, this feeling is really tsk, inexplicably unhappy "Move, where are you pointing" Bo Qichen raised his eyes and looked at her again, his thin lips touched up and down, and the meaning of the words he said was unclear.
Yan Yan Qi was stunned for a moment, and didn't react at once: "Ang" Glancing at her meaningfully, Bo Qichen lowered his head and maintained that ascetic posture.
Yan Yan 7: "Nima, what is going on after being molested, it seems that something is not quite right With his hands on his hips, Yan Yanqi blew a breath, and the bangs on his forehead shook slightly.
She glanced at the classmates at the table, and then smiled: "Can you move my desk forward and push it forward, and I'll go to the bathroom." ” "Ah, h" The student in front of him, as soon as he said a little bit about the pronunciation of the good word, he closed his mouth, and then hurriedly turned around, turned his back to Yan Yanqi, and read the text with a book.
"Ah, looking for it, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable" Word 7: "" Look at English books and read ancient poems for new operations The classmate in front of him said that he was wronged, just now before he could say anything, Bo Qichen raised his eyes, glared at him with cold eyes, and his eyes were full of warnings and scared to death.
Yan Yanqi scratched his head, a little speechless.
Glancing at the window next to her, she pushed it open and tried to jump out.
"The future president's wife, wearing a school skirt and climbing through the window, is not afraid of being exposed and losing the face of Qiao's family" As soon as Yan Yanqi's feet were raised, a magnetic voice sounded behind him, which was very good, natural, and extremely familiar.
She stiffened, pursed her lips, then pulled out the chair, ignored Bo Qichen, and then sat down a little angrily, and then took the textbook and looked at it seriously, that gaze seemed to really want to stare the textbook out of a hole: