After Transmigrating Into an Omega, I Was Marked by the Enemy

When taking a Chinese class, Yan Qiu felt that Ji Xinglan was staring at himself, so he pretended to be a serious learner and wrote pictures on the draft.

The Chinese teacher is an old man, wearing a pair of reading glasses, a navy blue gown, dressed like a storyteller, and his body is full of crepe, and the mouth is closed.

Yan Qiu soon became tired and fell asleep on the table. Suddenly, he felt something touching his stomach.

Yan Qiu glanced down quietly and saw Ji Xinglan's hand.

Yan Qiu was confused, and he didn't know how to change his daily activity of touching his belly into the daytime, but he was afraid to be caught by the teacher and would not dare to move.

Although the Chinese teacher is presbyopic, his vision in the distance is not bad at all. When he was far away, he saw that the two students in the last row near the door were doing small moves.

The language teacher started teaching them only this semester. Most of the classmates still could n’t call their names. When they saw the two people sneaking over there, they increased the volume and said, "The two classmates behind you, please trouble taking the class seriously. "

Yan Qiu was terrified, looking up at the teacher. Suddenly, all the other students in the classroom turned around to see them.

And Ji Xinglan's hand was evenly placed on his stomach.