The matter of taking a seat is indeed enough for the school bully classmate to claim his status. After changing seats, almost all the students in the class focused their eyes on the two people in the first row, their eyes were amazed and unbelievable.
Students are actually very sensitive to love, and they didn't speculate about that before because the two are too far apart—the best student in the class, and the most handsome and fighting boss in the school...
How can this combination be impossible
However, after these days of tutoring, the boss has changed from a scumbag to a top student, and he deliberately sat at the same table with the study committee member! How could Fu Yu have been at the same table before!
The signs of love are obvious enough.
Since the boss was right next to him, the students refrained from asking, but they all had the urge to gossip in their hearts, talking among themselves in private.
Of course Fu Yu didn't care.
This is what he wanted.
After all, before Dong Yiyi unilaterally liked Fu Yu, no one dared to snatch him from the school bully.
What's more, this time, it was Fu Yu himself who showed a different attitude, and no one else dared to grab it.
The boy's eyes were cheerful, and he lazily propped his chin in the self-study class. The girl next to him suddenly handed over a paper, "Don't be dazed, do your homework."
Fu Yu paused.
He looked down at the paper, stared at it with a slightly indifferent expression for a few seconds, and finally picked it up and lowered his head to write.
After a while, the boy pushed the test paper with his white fingertips, "I don't know how to do this question."
He clicked on a question above.
Yu Chu turned his head and glanced, speechless, "I've done this question in the monthly exam, and you did it right."
Fu Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the question, indifferent, and said lazily, "Oh, it's the next question."
"..."
Yu Chu sighed and lowered his head to explain to him.
The boy lay on his arms, listening with lowered eyes.
After Yu Chu finished speaking, he asked him if he understood. Naturally, he nodded in return, and then asked him to do it again—as expected, it was still a completely different solution.
… This guy, really.
After the evening self-study class, the boy got up first, picked up his shoulder bag, and left with a carefree expression.
Yu Chu was still the last one to leave. After the classroom was empty, he locked the front door and went down the stairs.
Walking to the classroom on the first floor, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and wrapped around her waist.
Suddenly, the girl was flung onto the wall next to her. Fu Yu's slender figure covered her body, leaning slightly, with her delicate white cheek buried between her neck, breathing quietly and softly.
Yu Chu raised his hand and rubbed his black hair, "Hey, didn't you go first? Why are you still here..."
The boy raised his eyes slightly.
His dark eyes were in the shadows, and he looked more and more cold and loose. He raised his lips and said in a lazy voice, "But today you said you like me, Miss Rabbit. Do you think you should hurry over such a memorable day?"
Yu Chu endured a smile, tilted his head slightly to look at him, "Well, how can we not rush over there?"
The boy paused.
Under the moonlight, the corridor was pitch black, the lights in the classrooms were all off, and there was no one else around.
The shadows of the trees are rustling, and the night wind blows the refreshing air.
The girl was pressed against the wall, her eyes were bent, she looked cute and soft, demure and warm.
White and clean.
He looked at it thoughtfully for a while, then raised his white fingers and gently covered his eyes, his pupils were deep and flat, he leaned down slightly, and kissed her with thin lips.
Then—but was pushed face away.