Looking at the little girl for a long time, he felt something was wrong there. He moved his half narrowed eyes and found that he was secretly looking at the little girl next to him.

Afraid of being caught by the little girl.

His brother lost face.

He immediately raised his head and raised his chest. It seemed that Mr. Zhang, who was talking on the podium, was serious.

In fact, he secretly glanced at the little girl beside him from time to time with the rest of his eyes.

The little girl frowned, pursed her lips, and heard her sigh.

It seems very serious. I'm used to listening to the teacher on the podium.

But she seemed preoccupied.

He put every tiny movement of the little girl in the bottom of his eyes.

At the end of the first class, he naturally lay on the table again. His mind kept thinking, what was the little girl thinking in class just now?

Thinking of the bell ringing in the second class, he was still exploring the little girl.

At the beginning of the second class, he also sat up straight and listened to the class seriously. In fact, he had been peeking at the little girl next to him.

After class, he naturally lay down on the table and pretended to sleep. Suddenly someone patted him on the head with a book. Then a little girl's voice sounded in his ear: "hey... Don't sleep."

For the first time, the little girl next to him took the initiative to chat with him. She was about to raise her head and ask her what happened. She heard Qin Huai sitting in front of the little girl say to her, "Bingbing, when he sleeps, don't wake him up. Wake him up, he will be very fierce."

He leaned silently and really wanted to stretch a leg under the table and sweep it onto Qin Huai's chair.

Did your dog see me being cruel to the little girl?

It's the fifth day that I'm at the same table with the little girl. We don't know how integrated our relationship is. In the morning, we sent letters and made an appointment to have dinner tonight!

The relationship between them can be said to be very, very friendly and harmonious.

After complaining for a while, the class bell rang.

Lying on the desk, he didn't look up.

In the past, he couldn't sleep on the table in class. He also felt it was a kind of enjoyment. He would completely relax his brain and think about what he had to do at night.

Today, lying on the table, my brain is rising. It's a little uncomfortable.

He looked up again, straightened his back and pretended to be very serious while listening to the math teacher.

Suddenly he felt himself stabbed in the arm.

Lu Tianyu was stunned.

Did the little girl poke him, or did she hallucinate?

Shit, there must be an illusion.

For a moment, the look on his face tightened..

His eyes were fixed on the teacher who was giving a lecture on the podium, and he didn't even dare to squint.

Leng Bingling waited for a few seconds, but the four nearby fires didn't respond.

Is this guy ready to cultivate his mind and become a good student who studies hard and makes progress every day?

A few seconds later, she poked him again with her pen.

He looks very serious listening to the teacher, and his brain is trying to roam.

This time, Lu Tianyu really received the signal from the little girl to poke him.

A few seconds later, he looked slightly sideways at the little girl.

The little girl put down her pen and pointed at the words just written on the draft paper with her fingertips.

His eyes originally fell on the draft paper, but his eyes were attracted by the little girl's fingertips on the draft paper.

Why can a girl's fingers grow so beautiful? Her little hands are carved like ivory. Her nails are trimmed neatly, shiny and thin with sharp tips. They are cut into almond style, which is cleaner than ivory.