Pet Yu took he Xinghe's notebook, filled with a smile in her bright eyes, and looked at him sideways.

"Hey, this seems to be a new note for me?"

He Xinghe glanced at her and said, "I'm afraid you can't understand."

Tut~

As always, I cherish words like gold.

Pet Yu smiled in her heart. In fact, she could understand it completely. She didn't know how many times she had learned this knowledge, which had already been engraved in her mind.

But I still have to install it.

"Thank you," she said seriously. "These questions are too difficult. If you don't write why you should solve them like that, I really don't understand at all."

He Xinghe: "if you don't understand, ask me again."

"OK." pet Yi pointed out, "I will ask you."

Soon the teacher came to class, smelled the smell in the air, frowned and asked about the situation, but the students didn't say how there were dead mice in the classroom.

The teacher had to ask the students to throw away the dead mouse so as not to affect the class.

The morning passed quickly.

After lunch, the students will have a lunch break in the classroom.

Pet lie on the table, close her eyes and rest.

The classroom is very quiet. The sound of insects outside the playground is quiet and beautiful.

He Xinghe didn't rest. He sat in his position and drew gently with a brush.

After a while, he turned to look at the sleeping girl.

The sleeping girl faced him with half a white face, delicate skin that could pinch out water, and tender purplish red lips, revealing silent temptation.

He Xinghe's eyes were slightly dark, and his fingers holding the pen were unconsciously tightened.

The pure and beautiful picture makes his heart itch. His heartbeat can be almost heard in the quiet environment.

After watching the girl for a while, he turned his eyes and his bony fingers began to move again.

A variety of lines soon appeared on the white paper, which quickly formed a painting. The lifelike painting has a dark and strange beauty.

The picture above is a sleeping girl, with beautiful butterflies flying around her, but... The unique painting style is somewhat strange.

The dark butterfly completely surrounded the girl, as if it had become a circle, trapping her in the circle.

"Well ~" the girl who took a nap woke up.

He Xinghe quietly put the picture book into the desk and put another one on the desk.

"You didn't take a nap?" pet rubbed his eyes.

He Xinghe said faintly, "I'm not used to taking a nap."

Pet Oh, he leaned over to look at the picture book on his desk and said, "so you're painting at noon?"

Above the picture book is a landscape painting, which seems to be the classroom and playground of the school. The painting style of teenagers is unique and beautiful, and the degree of fidelity is comparable to reality.

The girl gathered around to appreciate his words. The faint fragrance from her body haunted the tip of his nose.

He Xinghe tightened his hand holding the pen, his eyes darkened, and his Adam's Apple moved slightly.

A little out of control.

"Do you like it?" his cold voice was mixed with a trace of dullness.

The pet looked at him sideways and said with a smile, "do you mean painting or you?"

He Xinghe's long black eyelashes drooped slightly, collected the dark color in his eyes and said, "painting."

The pet's lips were hooked and said, "I thought you said you."

She stretched out her white slender fingers to touch the painting and said, "as long as it's yours, I like it."

I don't know if it's her illusion. It seems that the smell of youth has changed.

"Here you are." the voice of he Xinghe came.