He Yanzhi still smiled, and continued to flip through the materials in his hand: "How can it be so fast..."
Su Rourou sat down at the side a little bored, and looked at him with her cheeks on her hands: "Why don't I help you check it together!"
While talking, she also picked up one of them, flipping through it seriously. Flipping through the pages, she yawned and said to He Yanzhi, "I said, we might as well go online to find some electronic documents, and then ctrl+c, ctrl+v..."
He Yanzhi said solemnly: "You have to know that when the graduation thesis is reviewed, there is an indicator called the plagiarism rate... You are trying to make trouble!"
Su Rourou suddenly became wilted, lying on the table weakly, staring at the cup of milk tea in front of He Yanzhi in a daze.
He Yanzhi naturally noticed her gaze, and pushed the milk tea in front of her: "Drink it, it's all yours."
Su Rourou stretched out her hand to take it, and said politely, "This... this is what I invited you to drink, how can I drink it myself? Isn't this very good?"
When she said this, her mouth had already gently covered the straw, and she took a big gulp.
He Yanzhi couldn't help laughing, having been a "good sister" for so many years, he really knows her too well. As long as she looks at him, he knows what she wants to do.
Su Rourou coughed twice, and pushed the multigrain cake she brought back in front of him: "Well...the milk tea is gone, I invite you to eat this! You have worked so hard!"
He Yanzhi glanced at it, and then handed the big half to her: "Half for each person, I can't finish that much."
Su Rourou didn't show politeness to him either, she put it to her mouth and took a bite, making a crisp clicking sound.
Although the sound was not loud, it was very clear in the silent library. Immediately, countless eyes shot at her from around, causing her to lower her head in embarrassment, secretly licking her oily little mouth.
Just when she was in extreme embarrassment, she suddenly heard a crisp sound of "click, click, click" from the opposite side. Seeing He Yanzhi nonchalantly biting the grain cake in his hand, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to him.
The midday sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows on He Yanzhi's light and delicate eyebrows, making the lines of his face even more beautiful and soft. The elegant and elegant young man is holding a piece of multi-grain cake and eating it with oily mouth, and making some "indecent" noises from time to time. This picture is inconsistent no matter how you look at it.
For some reason, Su Rourou suddenly wanted to laugh. Seeing He Yanzhi's calm face, she also picked up the multigrain cake and continued to eat it.
After a while, Su Rourou's gaze was attracted by a thin boy next to the bookshelf in the library. With hemp-like arms and hemp-like legs, and timid eyes like a deer, he was secretly looking at He Yanzhi through the bookshelf.
Su Rourou couldn't help feeling gossiping again, she moved a few places beside He Yanzhi, put her hand over her mouth and said, "Hey, He Yanzhi...there is a little boy over there stealing look at you."
Feeling her breath blowing against his ear, He Yanzhi was slightly taken aback, and then followed her example and leaned closer to her ear and said, "I've discovered it a long time ago... Actually, he just happens to be the type I like."
"Really?" Su Rourou's smile became more and more ambiguous, "Then hurry up and strike up a conversation..."
In fact, she didn't know that the way the two of them were whispering was really ambiguous to outsiders. And in the eyes of someone outside the window, it is far more than just being ambiguous...