Destined To Love You

The boy's chest is hard, and the injury on his forehead is not completely healed.

When he was not smiling, his tone was cold, and his dark eyes looked down at her, which was terrifying.

Meng Ting was afraid of him like this, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyelashes trembled: "No."

At that time, there was the third class next door, and there was the sound of Lang Lang reading from inside, 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: "You let go, I am in class."

Not far away is the teacher's office. Meng Ting was afraid that the teacher would see it. His voice was so quiet that it made people want to bully.

Because of the beginning of spring, her clothes are thin, Jiang Ren's arms and waist are slender and soft. Looking down from his angle, it happens to be her tender and slender neck, white as if she can see light blue blood vessels.

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

Meng Ting was seen through his mind, blushing, and denied in a low voice: "No." She made the last struggle, "Can you stop thinking about this and study hard."

He lifted her small 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 it wrong.

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

Meng couldn't understand.

Jiang Ren held her cheek, her apple jewel moved: "You give me a kiss, I won't come. Can you?"

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

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

The little girl only twisted her skin and twisted it hard.

He laughed, **** painful, but he didn't hide.

After a long while, the sound of reading in the third class next door stopped. With a three-pointed smile in his eyes: "Enough playing? Then it's me."

He cut her hands back, lowered his head and buried her white neck.

At noon in March, the sun was shining.

Meng Ting's face flushed.

The teacher next door yelled: "You are going to die after reading a book. Didn't eat in the morning! Read it again!"

The teenager in front of her was full of inexhaustible strength. She was not afraid of pain when she hit him, and he was shameless when she called him. Meng Ting was ashamed and angry, and finally cried.

She has a kind of despair that can't be far away from him. Why is he such a bastard? Meng Ting twitched his shoulder.

Jiang Ren looked up, her eyelashes were wet with tears, as if she was about to bite him badly.

He felt a pain in his heart, and gently wiped her tears. The boy's fingertips were rough, for fear of making her cheeks red.

Jiang Ren actually didn't do anything yet, and he didn't even have time to taste it. He only smelled the fragrance of Nuan Nuan's daughter, which was trembling.

But she really cried this time.

The sound of reading in Class 3 started again, this time much louder.

"Why are you crying? Didn't you do nothing?"

"I made a mistake. I won't come to read it."

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

He coaxed in a low voice, Meng heard that he wiped away his tears and walked around him. I didn't want to say a word to him.

The disgust and avoidance in her eyes hurt Jiang Ren's heart. Even if he knew he was wrong, he still couldn't help but remember that she kissed someone in the snow that night. His heart aches with jealousy.

How good she was at that time, wearing the most beautiful clothes, looking up to match the other person. And she always beat and kicked him.

Jiang Ren just wanted to get closer to her.

He couldn't help being attracted to her, he was shameless, didn't need self-respect, and didn't want anything. But she still didn't like him. He is actually not so frivolous, but can't wait to prove something.

For the first time, Jiang Ren felt that if he liked someone, he wanted to tear her apart, but he held it in his heart with pity.

Jiang Ren took her wrist.

He can't care, but he can't ignore it.

He couldn't think about Xu Jia. He went crazy for a winter vacation and made himself forget. But after seeing her next time, he couldn't help but leaned forward.

His heart has been gnawed repeatedly, the more he smiled, the more he wanted a break. What's ridiculous is that he didn't dare to hear that interruption.

Therefore, for the first time, he did not refuse his father's arrangement. She didn't want him to come to the seventh middle school.

Yes, he honestly returned to his post and waited.

Does not hinder the eyes of these top students.

But what about Xu Jia?

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

Meng Ting talked with him.

But she now hates Jiang Ren first in the world.

She felt bad about everything he said.

She didn't want the lie to get bigger and bigger like a snowball, she just threw away his hand. Go to your classroom.

Jiang Ren watched her leave, but Meng did not say a word, but he acquiesced in her rejection.

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

One she likes, one he hates.

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

Xu Jiaying was like that, and she was not disappointed. What is so good about Xu Jia? good grades? She said it was true that he lowered the average score?

Jiang Ren blocked a fire in his heart and followed her to the same shift.

Meng Ting entered the classroom, where there was a physics class. Ms. Deng's lecture was mellowed and frustrated, and a few Cantonese sentences appeared from time to time. The students imitated, so the class was still fun.

Meng Ting called a report, and Teacher Deng said to come in.

Teacher Deng would be angry if he came in after changing other people for so long.

But Meng listened differently. She must have been delayed in going to the office. She was usually obedient and every teacher liked her. So it is more tolerant.

Meng Ting was sitting in the third row, and the class was silent just now. Everyone stared at the outside. After a while, the expression went crazy, my God, this is Jiang Ren from the vocational high school! How come Jiang Ren came to their class!

Meng Ting turned his head and saw the expressionless Jiang Ren at a glance.

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 is wearing a black shirt and black sweatpants. There was a scar on his forehead, and he was not a student of their school.

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

Jiang Ren bends his lips: "Hello, teachers and students."

A class of students is so excited! They had heard about this big guy next door, his temperament was wild, and he was not a good thing at first glance. How could the group of people have seen such an unruly person?

Teacher Deng's face went dark.

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

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

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

Teacher Deng said impatiently: "Go ask the head teacher, she is in the office at this time, don't disturb me in class."

The class did not dare to speak, the most skinny Li Yilong was sitting on the "special throne" in the first row of the single table in the class. He glanced at the transcript posted next to him, and then replied with a loud smile: "Brother Ninja! 538! "

There was a burst of laughter in the class.

Ninja 666!

Jiang Ren smiled too: "Thanks."

He turned around and left without breaking his promise.

Teacher Deng patted the table: "Okay, I'll look at the blackboard and see what he does! I don't learn well all the time!"

Several girls in the class whispered: "He looks pretty good." It's not the kind of good-looking niche, it's indeed another kind of cold and hard wind, very manly.

"Shhh, Lao Deng is here."

Zhao Nuancheng didn't hold her back, quietly wrote a note and handed it to Meng Ting——

"Listen, why did he ask about the average score of our class?" She was really curious. After finishing writing, while the teacher wrote on the blackboard, she quickly threw it onto Meng Ting's desk.

After a long while, Zhao Nuancheng received a reply from Meng Ting.

She quietly unfolded her, and her handwriting was so beautiful that she could see through the back of the paper. The anger of the girl gritted her teeth.

Meng dictated--

"Because he is sick."

"...!"

Within a few days, the vocational high school issued the first examination results. The class folded the test paper into a paper airplane and flew around, making a noise.

Jiang Ren frowned as he looked at the bright red twenty-five points of his math paper.

He Junming said, "Brother Ninja, how many have you tested?" He leaned over and looked at 25. He praised, "Brother Ninja, you did a good job, I only got 22 points." He spread out the paper. Sure enough, a 22.

"..."

Jiang Ren irritably made him move away.

Then he touched the book from the desk and looked out.

It was a mathematics book for the first year of high school, and Jiang Ren borrowed it from someone with good grades. He opened the collection chapter and began to read it.

He Han wanted to call them to play games together, but when he turned around, he was shocked to see Jiang Ren silently reading with a blank face.

He Junming's expression of eating shit: "Brother Shino, are you serious?"

Jiang Ren said: "Don't disturb Lao Tzu's study." He said while turning the page.

Kind of like that.

He Junming curiously asked, "Do you understand, Brother Ninja?"

Jiang Ren was silent.

He Jun laughed madly, but he dared not laugh. Fang Tan also suffocated a smile: "If you really want to go to seventh middle school, go to their principal and donate money? Build a library or something."

Jiang Ren didn't say a word.

When he thought of her clear eyes, tearful, angry and disgusting, the blood was burning.

He didn't want her to look down on him. If it is no longer the bad student in her eyes, will she give him a chance to break up with Xu Jia? Would she look up at him obediently, with that wet and smiling gaze?

However, he hadn't studied well since he was a child. He looked at it like he was reading a book.

Jiang Ren felt his forehead hurt and wanted to lift the table.

However, he endured it.

He Junming asked him: "Their teacher said how many points do you have to take the exam?"

"538."

"Fuck!" He Junming was stunned. They didn't have 538 first in the class. He said, "Brother Ninja, you should donate money."

It's not that he looks down on Brother Shinobu, but that they haven't scored two hundred points this year.

It is more difficult for He Junming to test 538 than to grow him to 538 Jin.

Jiang Ren glanced at him coldly, he didn't dare to say anything.

Then He Junming turned on his cell phone and opened their small group of Tucao Ninja.

He Junming: Brother Nin is not saved. I just hang on for him if he scores 400 points.

He Han twitched with a smile: If you want to be the last eunuch, just say it.

He Junming:...

He Han: Although I don't think it can be done.

Jiang Ren didn't know what they were talking about.

He frowned and looked at the symbols on the book, **** him. Mom, this one looks like u. I just saw it. Is it an intersection or a union?