Wen Qing quickly stepped back, avoiding Jiang Yan's fingers.
He subconsciously licked his lips, and a touch of warmth rose on his cheeks.
Is it so obvious? !
Wen Qing pursed his lips, embarrassed to say that he was kissed by Song Xuanqiang, and after a while, he said slowly: "No, no one."
Jiang Yan chuckled, looking at Wen Qing's overly ruddy lips, it's not hard to imagine what he has experienced.
"Little liar."
Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and the heat on her face grew stronger.
He didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Yan, and said falteringly: "I gnawed it myself, you, don't ask."
"I gnawed it myself..." Jiang Yan asked with a smile in his eyes, "So greedy?"
He walked up to Wen Qing, leaned over slightly, and pouted: "You can come and nibble on me."
"..."
Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then refused with a blushing face: "Don't bother."
"I'll just eat my own."
Jiang Yan burst out laughing, his eyes narrowed with joy.
He couldn't stop laughing, and the students sitting at the door couldn't help looking over.
Wen Qing glanced at them, and whispered to Jiang Yan, "Let's chat in another place."
Jiang Yan responded, raised his foot and walked to the left.
As he walked, he said with a smile, "Then I'll keep it for you."
"In the future, when you don't find it troublesome, come and bite me again."
Wen Qing: "..."
Go to the end of the other end of the corridor, the end is close to the stairs, there is no classroom, just a narrow dead corner, which can accommodate two people.
Jiang Yan leaned on the guardrail with one hand, pressed his chin, and turned his head to look at Wen Qing.
Wen gently lowered his volume, and told Jiang Yan everything that happened in the morning, Chen Jing's book, and seeing the monitor reading a religious book last night.
After listening, Jiang Yan's eyes were slightly startled, and he asked with a half-smile, "You trust me so much?"
Wen nodded slightly.
Jiang Yan laughed again, and asked slowly, "What if I'm a bad guy?"
Wen Qing thought for a while, then said calmly, "Then you successfully pretended."
Jiang Yan laughed so hard that he rubbed his fingertips. After a while, he still couldn't help pinching Wen Qing's face: "What should I do, I'm so touched."
"I want to promise myself."
"..."
Wen gently pushed his hand away: "No need."
"You, just stop teasing me like this."
Thank goodness for him then.
Wen Qing really has nothing to do with girls like Jiang Yan. He misses Li Ran and Li Jingjing very much now.
Jiang Yan blinked and said to Wen Qing: "I was deaf for a short time just now, what did you say?"
Wen was silent.
He should go back to the classroom.
As if seeing Wen Qing's psychological thoughts, Jiang Yan said in a rare serious way: "Thank you Mengmeng, I will pay attention to them."
"I won't let those bad guys find a chance to bully me."
Wen raised his head slightly, looked at Jiang Yan's exceptional height, and thought to himself, in fact, he wasn't worried about Jiang Yan being bullied, he just provided clues to Jiang Yan, hoping to do advanced tasks together.
After hesitating for a while, Wen Qing asked, "Do you have any ideas about advanced tasks?"
Jiang Yan blinked and replied, "Yes."
"It must be difficult, let's just do a simple main task, otherwise the pay will not be proportional to the reward."
Wen Qing was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Jiang Yan tapped the guardrail lightly with his fingers, and asked slowly: "What is the last sentence after finding out the reason for the improvement of a class of students' grades?"
"Successfully left the dungeon." After speaking, Wen Qing's face changed slightly.
"Find out the reason why a class of students' grades have improved, and successfully leave the instance," Jiang Yan repeated the complete advanced task, and continued, "Even if we know the reason, there will be something, a ghost, a certain Someone is preventing us from leaving."
Jiang Yan couldn't help but took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, glanced at Wen Qing, and reminded: "Although it's just a strange dungeon, it may be more difficult than ordinary god-level dungeons."
Wen gently lowered his eyes, he did ignore the second half of the advanced task.
keep them from leaving...
Strange copy...
The students are afraid of the monitor, the monitor's religious book...
Wen Qing became more and more suspicious of the monitor, so he asked in a low voice, "Could it be the monitor?"
Jiang Yan responded: "It's possible."
"He's too abrupt in class one," he paused, and continued, "An idiot would suspect him, there must be something wrong."
Wen gently lowered his head and pondered.
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly had an extra cigarette.
"Smoking?" Jiang Yan asked.
Wen shook his head lightly: "No smoking."
Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and raised his jaw slightly: "Then you can go back to the classroom."
"My sister wants to smoke a cigarette."
After speaking, he took out the lighter, lit it skillfully, smoked, and exhaled smoke rings in one go.
Jiang Yan held a cigarette in his left hand, and with a slight tap of his index finger, the ash of sparks fell down.
Wen Qing's eyes fell on Jiang Yan's hands involuntarily, with well-defined joints and slender fingers.
Nice hands, but no manicure.
It was a little inconsistent with Jiang Yan's gorgeous appearance.
And this hand... seems a little big
Wen Qing couldn't help but glanced at her hands, and silently removed the word "as if" in her heart.
Jiang Yan's hands are really big, a circle bigger than his own.
Seeing this, Jiang Yan asked with a smile, "What happened to my hand?"
Wen Qing blurted out: "Big."
Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it better to be bigger?"
Wen Qing quickly said, "I'm sorry... I'm not..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yan smiled and said the second half of the sentence: "Hold it."
Big enough to hold
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and it took a while to realize what Jiang Yan was talking about, and what he meant by something he could hold.
With a slightly red face, he stammered, "I, I'm going back to the classroom first!"
"You smoke slowly."
Jiang Yan looked at his back with a smile, exhaled smoke rings, and whistled: "My sister is very skilled..."
Wen Qing quickened her pace and walked into the classroom without looking back.
Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze and said with a low smile, "My sister has been self-reliant for many years."
...
The moment Wen Qing returned to the classroom, the class bell rang, and a class of students turned into ruthless learning machines again.
Just like the first Chinese class, the teacher talked perfunctorily, and the students didn't even raise their heads, just studying on their own.
The whole morning class was like this, and the class turned into a self-study class, and there was even a class where the teacher asked everyone to study by themselves.
Wen Qing looked at the students for a while, then turned his head to look at Zhang Yang's seat.
Since leaving in the storage room before self-study in the morning, Wen Qing has never seen Zhang Yang again.
Did you find any clues? Or is something wrong
The lunch break in Dezhi High School is two hours, from 11:30 to 1:30 pm. Students can freely choose whether to take their lunch break in the classroom or in the dormitory.
After lunch with Jiang Yan in the cafeteria at noon, Wen Qing still didn't see Zhang Yang.
Walking out of the cafeteria, Wen Qing said to Jiang Yan, "I'll go back to the dormitory and see if Zhang Yang is there."
"He hasn't seen anyone all morning and I'm a little concerned."
Hearing this, Jiang Yan stopped in his tracks, turned his head to look at Wen Qing, and teased, "Are you so fraternal?"
"Every player should care and worry?"
Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "I made an appointment with him to exchange clues."
Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows, waiting for his next words.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, and said slowly, "He's barely a teammate, so I'm a little worried."
"And if something happens to him, it might be our turn next."
Jiang Yan laughed and walked towards the dormitory area: "Let's go."
"I'll go back to the dormitory to have a look...Xu Jing and Chen Yuan, right?"
Wen Qing: "...Xu Yuan and Chen Jing."
Walking into Building 3, Wen walked upstairs quickly, walked to the door of Zhang Yang's bedroom, raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there?"
"Who is it?" A male voice came from inside, "The door is not closed."
Wen gently opened the door.
There was a person lying on the bed near the door, as if preparing to take a nap.
He turned over, and when he saw Wen Qing's face, he froze for a moment: "What's the matter with you?"
Wen Qing glanced around, but did not see Zhang Yang, and asked politely, "Excuse me, did you see Zhang Yang?"
"Is there anything I need to see him for?"
"Zhang Yang?" Hearing this name, the boy suddenly became energetic.
He sat up from the bed and shouted towards the toilet: "Hey, do you hear that?"
"The monitor's transfer student has come to look for Zhang Yang."
He was pulling his throat with a malicious smile in his voice.
Wen Wei frowned slightly, thinking about the meaning of his words.
What is the monitor's transfer student
The next second, the door of the toilet was pushed open, and two boys came out. One was as thin as a bamboo pole, and the other was fat as a ball. The difference in body size was particularly noticeable.
The two walked to the door and said with a playful smile, "Look for Zhang Yang, eh? He's not in the dormitory."
"Maybe in the classroom."
"It's possible, maybe I'll see you when I get back to the classroom later?"
"Would you like to come in and wait?"
...
The three of them looked at each other, talking with each other.
Wen pursed his lips lightly, they seemed to know Zhang Yang's whereabouts.
But judging from his demeanor and tone, it was impossible to tell him.
Shouzhugan took two steps forward, walked in front of Wen Qing, opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when suddenly, his expression changed, and he raised his hand to close the door.
"boom-"
Wen Qing froze for a moment, turned around and looked back.
I saw Fu Ranxiu standing aside, watching him quietly.
Shouzhugan was afraid of Fu Ranxiu just now.
Wen Qing looked at Fu Ranxiu nervously, Fu Ranxiu glanced at him, walked straight to the bedroom without saying a word.
Wen Qing stood there and hesitated for a while, then followed.
Walking into 401, Fu Ranxiu sat on a chair, picked up the book on the table, and looked down, as if he was going back to the dormitory to study.
During the day, the corridors of the dormitory building are bright and bright, and the whole building echoes with the noisy laughter of students.
Because of these backgrounds, Fu Ranxiu didn't seem so scary anymore.
Wen Qing made mental preparations at the door for a while, took a deep breath, walked into the bedroom, and closed the door.
He called softly: "Squad leader."
Fu Ranxiu froze his fingertips flipping through the book, and turned his head to look at Wen Qing.
He didn't speak, but his expression and eyes clearly said to him, "Speak quickly if you have something to do, and let the fart go quickly".
Wen Qing said hesitantly, "Zhang Yang hasn't been seen all morning."
Fu Ranxiu responded coldly.
Wen Qing asked in a low voice: "Don't you care?"
"He, he..." Wen Qing thought for a while, and came up with a reasonable excuse, "He doesn't study, which affects the average score of our class."
Fu Ranxiu slowly closed the book: "The grades of transfer students are not included in the class grades."
Wen Qing was taken aback.
Fu Ranxiu put down the book in his hand, his eyes quickly flicked from Wen Qingbainen's hand.
Wen Qing thought for a while, and then said: "Then he is also spreading bad atmosphere in the class."
Fu Ranxiu asked straight to the point: "You want me to find someone?"
Wen nodded slightly.
Fu Ranxiu raised his eyelids: "What can you give me?"
Wen Qing looked bewildered, do you still want to be paid
He suddenly didn't want to look that much anymore.