He’s so Flirty

Li Xiang was choked for a long time before recovering, he couldn't help but stare at Wen Yufeng.

"Self-study?" Brother Yu, are you serious, aren't you kidding me?"

"..."

Wen Yufeng didn't say a word, only turned his gaze back, and glanced at Li Xiang lazily.

Li Xiang shrunk his neck, and responded boldly, "Uh, let's go first."

"……Wait a moment."

Wen Yufeng shouted, "I have something to ask you."

"Hey?"

Upon hearing that Yufeng was actually going to ask himself something, Li Xiang approached him curiously.

"Brother Yu, what's the matter?"

...

Twenty minutes later, the students in the second and sixth class of high school looked at the front of the classroom dumbfounded-Wen Yufeng, who had never appeared in the evening self-study, walked in from outside.

The left hand hanging beside him also carried a well-packaged dessert box.

Wen Yufeng walked into the classroom all the way, the facial features of Qingjun's face always carried a playful smile, and his eyes always settled on a certain position.

Then he stopped and leaned forward, the smile in his eyes thickened.

At this time, the girl behind the desk in front of him was still lying on the table in awe, with a low expression somewhere in the air of nothingness, obviously not noticing his appearance.

Those eyes that were always beautiful and clear had no focus.

"What about melancholy?"

A low and clean male voice suddenly sounded, Qin Qing's thin shoulders trembled, and quickly straightened up her waist.

She was still a little immersed in her previous thoughts, and there was a little dazed emotion in her eyes looking at the boy.

This is the first time Wen Yufeng has seen such eyes and emotions in a girl.

It looks like a little domestic cat that has lost its way, looking at you with a shrunken young body, but hidden deep in its pupils, it is eager to try it without even knowing it.

It's just that Wen Yufeng didn't wait for Wen Yufeng to study it carefully, the girl had already reduced her expression and lowered her eyes.

The slightly curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her porcelain-white skin.

"I'm fine."

The girl's voice is very soft.

Wen Yufeng frowned slightly, but he quickly smoothed his emotions.

He raised his hand and put the dessert box he was carrying on the girl's table, his voice was not swift, and there seemed to be some comforting taste when he listened carefully.

"Your dinner."

"..."

Qin Qing couldn't help but stared at the beautiful and delicate little gift box.

It took a few seconds before she regained consciousness, and shook her head hurriedly: "Senior, I—"

"The last time, I am not your senior."

Wen Yufeng interrupted her and straightened up, but there was a lazy smile between her curved and sharp eyebrows.

He looked at the girl with a smile on his face: "Also, according to you, this is just a reward for being kind."

After speaking, Wen Yufeng turned around and walked back to his seat without giving Qin Qing another chance to refuse.

Qin Qing, who was sitting in the front row, struggled with the dessert box for a long time, and then pushed the box away a little hesitantly, away from her own line of sight.

No effort is not allowed, this cannot be eaten; the most important thing is that my mother strictly said that desserts and fried foods must not be touched...

Qin Qing calmed her agitated heart with a sullen face.

The appeasement work on her side lasted less than half a minute, and Fang Xiaojing came back from the cafeteria after dinner.

Before sitting down, Fang Xiao glanced at the dessert box on the table.

She looked at Qin Qing in amazement, "I really didn't see it, you know how to study eating?"

Qin Qing opened her apricot eyes slightly, her eyes hidden inquiring.

Fang Xiaojing pointed to the dessert box: "This dessert is well-known, and it is considered the most famous store near the first division. It is common for its stores to sell out of stock-especially this one, which is sold in limited quantities every day. , And it’s always in short supply. I haven’t been able to buy it a few times."

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up a bit:

"Is it delicious?"

"..."

Feeling a little unbearable by the staring gaze that was too sincere, Fang Xiaojing turned around and said stiffly.

"I haven't been able to grab it again, how do I know..."

Even if Fang Xiaojing said "It's delicious," Qin Qing probably wouldn't have such curiosity. However, the rhetoric of "I don't know" and "I didn't get it" immediately made Qin Qing feel like being scratched by a cat's paw.

——Just one glance at the box makes my heart very itchy.

After a minute of fighting between heaven and man, the beautiful ribbon on the box was taken apart by a pair of small hands.

...Just a bite.

Qin Qing thought seriously with a sullen face.

After tens of seconds.

Qin Qing squeezed the small fork, feeling the softness in her mouth, her lips couldn't help but curl up in a soft arc.

The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression looked like a small milk cat in the warm afternoon sun.

The taste is really great.

Qin Qing looked at the spoonful of dessert she had scooped, and after tangled for less than a second, she happily overturned her previous decision——

Well, just one bite is too wasteful... just eat this time.

…………

Thanks to this dessert, Qin Qing expected that the desperate first night of self-study was not so difficult, and the mood when she first started self-study was even bright and comfortable.

But because of the habit of the biological clock, almost halfway through the first night of self-study, she fell asleep.

The piercing bell rang when the self-study get out of class ended that night, and Qin Qing in her sleep was shocked and woke up from shock.

Qin Qing was always confused when she first woke up. At this time, she raised her head to watch the people coming and going in front of the classroom, and she was sleepy for a while, before her consciousness and reason gradually returned.

Reflecting where she was at this time, Qin Qing slowly pressed her head back again, and it seemed that she had a tendency to make up another sense of recovery.

Fang Xiaojing, who had been speechless for half a class before, finally couldn't bear it--

"Mathematics papers."

"..."

Qin Qing opened her eyes sleepily, "What?"

Fang Xiaojing slapped her math paper in front of the girl at the same table.