Bizarre Love

Chapter 75: Asshole (1)

The boy's chest was hard, and the wound on his forehead hadn't completely healed, so it looked fierce no matter how you looked at it.

When he was not smiling, his tone was cold, and he looked down at her with dark pupils, which was extremely frightening.

Meng Ting was afraid of his appearance, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyelashes trembling: "No."

At that time, there was Class Three next door, and there was the sound of Lang Lang reading an English text. Jiang Ren said, "Then why don't you let me come to your class?"

She lowered her eyes and pushed him hard: "let go, I'm in class."

Not far away is the teacher's office, Meng Ting was afraid that the teacher would see him, and spoke in a soft voice, inexplicably making people want to bully.

Because it's spring, her clothes are thin, and Jiang Ren's arms and waist are slender and soft. Looking down from his angle, it happens to be her tender and slender neck, which is so white that you can see light blue blood vessels.

He couldn't look away, and suddenly smiled: "Are you afraid that I will pester you?"

Meng Ting was seen through, blushed, and denied in a low voice: "No." She made a final struggle, "Can you stop thinking about these things and study hard."

He raised her little face and let her look at him with a smile in his eyes: "Meng Ting."

The spring breeze was gentle, and her pink cheeks looked soft.

"I won't come if you don't let me come."

She blinked, as if thinking she had heard wrong.

He smiled and said, "I'm short-sighted. I only care about immediate interests."

Meng didn't understand.

Jiang Ren held her cheeks, and his Adam's apple moved: "Give me a kiss, I won't come. Can you?"

She was stunned for several seconds, and then the tips of her ears turned red.

Her response was to pinch the back of his hand and force him to let go.

The little girl only picked up a little flesh and twisted hard.

He laughed, it hurt like hell, but he didn't hide.

After a long while, the sound of reading in the third class next door stopped. There was a three-point smile in his eyes: "Have you played enough? Then it's my turn."

He cut her hands backwards, and buried his head into her fair neck.

At noon in March, the sun was shining brightly.

Meng Ting's face flushed red.

The teacher next door yelled, "You guys are going to die after reading this book. You didn't eat in the morning! Read it again!"

The boy in front of her was full of inexhaustible strength. He is not afraid of pain when she beats him, but he is shameless when she scolds him. Meng Ting was ashamed and angry, and finally cried out of anger.

She felt hopeless that it was impossible to stay away from him, why is he such an asshole, Meng Ting's shoulders twitched.

Jiang Ren raised her head, her eyelashes were stained with tears, as if she wanted to bite him hard.

With a pain in his heart, he gently wiped her tears. The teenager's fingertips were rough, for fear of making her cheeks red.

In fact, Jiang Ren hasn't done anything yet, and he didn't even have time to taste it. He could only smell the warm daughter's fragrance, which made people tremble.

But this time she really cried.

The sound of reading in class three started again, much louder this time.

"Why are you crying, didn't you do nothing?"

"I'm wrong. I don't want to borrow it."

"I won't touch you anymore." He coaxed her, "Hey, don't cry. I just teased you."

He coaxed her in a low voice, Meng Ting wiped away her tears, walked around him and was about to leave. I don't want to say a word to him.

The disgust and avoidance in her eyes hurt Jiang Ren's heart. Even though he knew he was wrong, he still couldn't help but think of her kissing someone in the snow that night. His heart hurts with jealousy.

How good she was at that time, wearing the most beautiful clothes, with her face up to match another person. And she was always hitting and kicking him.

Jiang Ren just wanted to get closer to her.

He couldn't help being attracted to her, he was shameless, self-respecting, and nothing. But she still doesn't like him. He's not that frivolous, but he can't wait to prove something.

For the first time, Jiang Ren felt that when he liked someone, he wanted to tear her into pieces, but he held her in his heart and pitied her.

Jiang Ren grabbed her wrist.

He couldn't care about it, but he couldn't ignore it.

He couldn't think about Xu Jia's matter. He went crazy for a winter vacation and let himself forget about it. But the next time I saw her, I couldn't help leaning towards her.

His heart has been gnawed repeatedly, the more he smiles, the more he wants to end it. What's ridiculous is that he didn't dare to hear that ending.

So for the first time, he didn't refuse his father's arrangement. She didn't want him to come to No.7 Middle School.

Yes, he honestly returned to his senior high school and waited.

It doesn't hinder the eyes of these talented students.

But what about Xu Jia?

Jiang Ren tried his best to tell her calmly: "Your little boyfriend didn't come to see me, he's very mean." He wanted to touch her hair, but when she raised her eyes, he withdrew his hand, "Don't like him anymore, okay?" Reasonable, but also like pleading.

Meng Ting talked with him like a chicken and a duck.

But now she hates Jiang Ren the most in the world.

She doesn't feel good about anything he says.

She didn't want the lies to snowball, just to shake off his hand. Go to your own classroom.

Jiang Ren watched her leave, Meng Ting didn't say a word, he tacitly refused her.

He wanted to sneer, in front of Xu Jia, he wanted to stab him twice.

One she likes, one he hates.

Oh, he doesn't even have the qualifications to study in their class.

She was not disappointed when Xu Jia was like that, what's so good about Xu Jia? good grades? Is it true that she said he lowered the average score?

Jiang Ren's heart was full of fire, and he followed her to the first class.

Meng Ting entered the classroom, where a physics class was being taught. Mr. Deng's lectures were cadenced, and a few Cantonese words popped up from time to time. The students followed suit, so the class was fun.

Meng Ting called for the report, and Teacher Deng came in.

Mr. Deng would be angry if it took so long for someone else to come in after class.

But Meng Ting was different, she must have been delayed in going to the office, she was usually well-behaved and obedient, every teacher liked her. Therefore, it is also more inclusive.

Meng Ting was sitting in the third row. Just as she sat down, the whole class fell silent. Everyone stared wide-eyed and looked outside. After a while, his expression went crazy, my God, this is Jiang Ren from Vocational High School! Why did Jiang Ren come to their class!

Meng Ting turned his head and saw Jiang Ren who was expressionless.

Meng Ting almost stood up, what is he going to do? are you crazy?

Teacher Deng pushed his glasses and frowned at the boy at the door. The teenager was wearing a black shirt and black sweatpants. With a scar on his forehead, he is not a student of their school at first glance.

Teacher Deng has a good temper: "Student, are you okay?"

Jiang Ren bent his lips: "Hello, teachers and classmates."

A class of students is so excited! They have heard about this big guy next door, he has a wild temperament, he is not a fun thing at first sight, the group has never seen such an unruly person.

Teacher Deng's face darkened.

Jiang Ren said: "Just ask a question and leave. What is the average score of your class?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was stunned.

Meng Ting was stunned for a long while, feeling ashamed and angry, and wanted to die with him!