After wearing the book, I became a little villain fan

Chapter 7 Don’t waste your time

Maybe the little girl is just on a whim, and will soon give up because of his indifference. It's best to stay away from him, as they say.

The farther away the better.

For people who have lived in darkness for a long time, light is not a salvation, it will only be dazzling and they don't like it.

"ah..."

Jiang Yao wrinkled her little nose, "Have you had breakfast? If you don't eat breakfast, you will have a stomachache. Stomach pain is very uncomfortable."

She remembered clearly that it was mentioned in the extra story about Yan Zhi that he had a very serious stomach problem.

So Jiang Yao looked at him expectantly, with a bit of unnoticeable nervousness, but he didn't answer.

Jiang Yao: "..."

Sorry!

I was rejected again, woo woo.

Jiang Yao's heart was filled with panic, and she was a little helpless in dealing with Yan Zhi's repeated indifference.

The air became stagnant.

The classroom was extremely quiet at the moment. Jiang Yao could only hear the swishing sound of the pen and paper in Yan Zhi's hand colliding with each other.

Time slips away little by little.

She looked at the bruises on the boy's face, and the ending of the book suddenly flashed through her mind.

Just when Yan Zhi thought Jiang Yao was about to give up.

The little girl regained her energy, rested her delicate chin on Yan Zhi's desk, puffed out her cheeks, and stared directly at the boy: "I brought it to you specially."

Thirty-six strategies, beauty trap!

Jiang Yao's voice is naturally sweet and soft, and after deliberately softening it, it becomes inexplicably a bit alluring.

She came a little closer, her warm breath sprayed on Yan Zhi's fingertips, and her whole body was filled with a faint milky fragrance.

Stab!

The boy stood up suddenly, and the stool made a screeching sound across the ground.

He said: "Jiang Yao, don't do anything unnecessary."

He turned around and walked out of the classroom, striding like lightning.

Jiang Yao lay stunned on the table.

My dear!

Ah, brother, that angle is so amazing!

The beauty crit kills me!

That jawline, that Adam's apple!

So sexy!!

As for Yan Zhi’s indifference?

Sorry, the fan girl filter is automatically ignored.

"Tsk, people don't care about it!"

Xu Yufei's sinister sneer sounded in the quiet classroom. Seeing Jiang Yao's defeat, she was undoubtedly gloating.

Jiang Yao ignored her, left the ointment, and took away the thermos box.

She walked back to her seat, which happened to be next to Xu Yufei, separated by an aisle.

She turned around and asked with a smile: "Do you know why I wrote the De Jing?"

"Because I am happy!"

"you..!"

Xu Yufei successfully changed her face.

The students in the classroom were in awe.

You look at me and I look at you, and we all see the same doubt in each other's eyes: Is this still the quiet, white rabbit-like Jiang Yao?

Were they all an illusion the past few days?!

Jiang Yao does rarely socialize, so she seems quiet. Only those who are familiar with her know that she is not some white rabbit.

She turned back with a little regret, Classmate Xu was not very good at fighting.

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Yan Zhi left the classroom.

The cicadas chirped one after another, and the sunlight shining on my body seemed to be particularly scorching today.

"Hey, are you blind?"

A boy covered his shoulders and yelled displeasedly at the young man.

Seeing that the young man was not stopping, the boy stepped forward and grabbed the sleeve of his school uniform. When he saw the young man's face clearly, he was filled with disgust: "...It turns out it's you, the broomstick!"

Yan Zhi lowered his head slightly, and the boy suddenly saw the darkness in his eyes, which seemed to be swallowing him up.

The fabric of clothing that was originally held in his hands suddenly let go.

Damn, scary!

Yan Zhi ignored him and left.

The boy straightened his school uniform, cursed "bad luck" under his breath, and turned around to leave.

After walking through the long corridor, the boy turned a corner and entered the toilet.

Yan Zhi washed his face, and a delicate face was reflected in the mirror. The broken hair on his forehead was wet with water, and the water mist made the gloom in his eyes hazy.

(End of chapter)