He’s so Flirty

At 7:15 in the evening, in a corner of the football field of the First Division Middle School, a huge projection lamp enveloped the entire playground with incandescent lights.

At this time, on the runway outside the playground, there are many sports students from No. 1 Middle School doing their warm-up and training in groups. In the rest area next to them, there are also some who have finished sports or training tasks and are talking about jokes.

Many of them gathered in another corner of the playground.

In the inner circle of the runway, a slender and straight boy dressed in black sweater and trousers was backing slowly, while staring at the girl under his eyelids.

—

"Adjust the breathing rhythm, yes-two steps one inhale, two steps one exhale."

"...Huh..." Despite being encouraged in this way, the girl's breathing was getting faster and faster, and her small white face was already red at this time.

After running for a few more steps, she finally couldn't hold on anymore, the speed under her feet was close to walking from the original point to a halt--

"Wen Yufeng...I, I really can't do it..."

Qin Qing pressed her undulating chest, gasping in small mouths, the light-colored hair on her forehead was wetted with sweat on her temples, and her original pink lips were also water-red.

Wen Yufeng's look was harsher than before in front of a girl.

He lowered his head and glanced at his mechanical timepiece, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his slender eyeliner also raised a sharp arc:

"You just jogged for two and a half laps, and you can't keep up with your physical strength."

Qin Qing lowered her eyes with a guilty conscience, and murmured in a low voice: "My sports performance is already very bad..."

"It's not a matter of sports performance."

Wen Yufeng looked at her low, with a rare stern look in his eyes, "Your physical condition means that your resistance is weak to a certain extent, and a little bit of virus infection, you must be the first batch to fall; and in the long run, Both the organs and other parts of the body will be in a sub-healthy state. Have you considered how bad it will be for you in the future?"

"..."

Qin Qing was startled by the boys' increasingly louder ending, and innocently looked at Wen Yufeng with her beautiful apricot eyes without blinking.

Wen Yufeng's heart was softened by the look, and it took a few seconds before he recovered. He was angry and helpless in his heart: "Sweet, don't want to rely on beauties to get through."

Qin Qing: "..."

...Beauty? ?

Wen Yufeng didn't look at the girl's more innocent expression anymore. As soon as he lowered his body and held the girl's hand, he pulled it up and backed up while pulling the girl into a jog.

Now Qin Qing also ignored Wen Yufeng's previous voice in protest, her face wrinkled in horror: "But I haven't finished resting yet—"

"You can't stop right after the run, not to mention the distance you ran just now, not even a warm-up."

"I can't compare with you..."

"Compared with me?" The boy who was still relaxed while holding a person back and running chuckled softly, and looked at Qin Qing in front of him with good-looking brows, "Where do you come from?"

"..."

Qin Qing was so angry that her cheeks bulged.

After two seconds, she lowered her head to look at the boy’s long legs under her nose, and grumbled: "Your legs are so much longer than mine, of course I can’t compare to you..."

"Ah..." Wen Yufeng chuckled, "You also know that your legs are short, so don't you want to run more?"

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Yufeng released his hands and ran out one by one.

Qin Qing was stunned by the words, and it took two seconds to react. Xing's eyes were widened, and she instinctively chased after her.

After waiting for the person in front to hang her half a circle unhappily, Qin Qing also completely exhausted the remaining stamina, and finally slowed down again.

In the last few steps, her feet were soft and she staggered a little. Before she could adjust her center of gravity, she was caught in her arms by the boy who stopped in front of her.

The faint scent of menthol cigarettes overwhelmed Qin Qing's mind.

"Are you... smoking again?"

Qin Qing lifted her head from the boy's arms, but the tone of the first sentence was serious and her face tight.

Wen Yufeng, who was waiting for a joke, was forced to press back before he could say it.

He frowned slightly, "...refreshing."

Before Qin Qing could say anything, a whistle suddenly sounded in the rest area a few meters away from the two of them.

Qin Qing was blank and turned to look over.

The physical education students who were waiting in the rest area did not know when they collectively moved their attention to this side, and many of them were smiling ambiguously as they watched them.

Qin Qing returned to her senses, remembering the fact that she was in Wen Yufeng's arms.

She hurriedly wanted to take a step back.

It's just that the person in front of him seemed to have foreseen her movements. Almost when Qin Qing had just withdrawn from that step, he followed himself and walked forward with her arms around her.

Because of the time difference, Qin Qing was pulled tightly into Wen Yufeng's arms by the force of following up.

"...Wen Yufeng!"

Qin Qing raised her head slightly annoyed and called to him.

"Take a leave of absence for the self-study class tomorrow morning."

Qin Qing didn't recover, was taken away from her attention, and instinctively answered, "Hey? Why?"

"From now on, every Sunday morning, I will take you to do some simple physical training; every night before self-study, I will come to the playground to run at least two laps."

"..."

Qin Qing opened her apricot eyes blankly, as if she couldn't believe what she heard.

"Let's go, ask for leave."

Wen Yufeng didn't give her a chance to refute. He dropped his hands and wrapped the girl's right hand into his palm with his left hand.

Then he pulled the girl around and walked outside the playground.

Until they came out, the sports students in the rest area next to them were still joking with them—

"This is the girl they were talking about before that was looked at by Wen Yufeng?"

"It looks really pretty and cute, and it's not as ordinary as they say... Then who would say that it is not worthy of Wen Yufeng?"

"Not good enough? Don't look at the little girl who looks soft and weak, but that is the baby in each group of the second year of high school-last month in the math, English, physics, and chemistry four subjects first. To be honest.' Not worthy', I am afraid that the one who is not worthy is not this little girl."

"Haha, in the final analysis, Wen Yufeng’s performance in the cultural class is probably not comparable to ours; the reason why he can be so free in First Middle School is just relying on his home. You haven’t seen it, even Director Sun Xing took it. Is there nothing he can do about it?"

"Also... I don't know how the little girl fell in love with him? She looks good?"

"Hey, I heard a student from Class 7 say that it seems that Wen Yufeng is pestering that little girl, right?"

"So it's still like this?"

"..."

Wen Yufeng, who was walking outside, stopped and his back froze slightly.

After two seconds, he raised his eyes, and then pulled the girl again to go out.

Just the next second, there was a wave of resistance from his left hand.

Wen Yufeng was startled and looked down at the girl behind him.

At the same time, Qin Qing also raised her head.

The girl’s eyes are clear and clean, with sparkling water—

"Did you also tell Lin Wentao about this that day?"

Wen Yufeng looked at her deeply for two seconds, then looked away: "No....Let's go."

It's just that he didn't take the first step, and there was another traction from his left hand.

"So because of this, you felt so bad after you came back that day?-He said the same to you?"

"..."

Wen Yufeng sighed, turned around with a smile, his eyes suppressed.

He has to admit that the most innocent girl is often so transparent that he can't fight it.

Qin Qing had already got the answer from Wen Yufeng's silence.

She slowly let go of her hand.

"I see.... Wait for me, Wen Yufeng."

After speaking, Qin Qing turned around and ran to the rest area without waiting for the boy to agree.

In the body that had been unable to squeeze any physical strength before, it seemed that a kind of vigorous anger had regenerated.

Those wanton jokes collided between her limbs and a hundred skeletons, and angry emotions rushed into her mind, but only her expression and eyes were getting closer to the cold temperature.

In such a cold mental state, she ran to the rest area in one breath and stopped in front of those people.

When she stopped, the girl couldn't help but panting with her pale face on her knees.

The sports students who had been startled by the sudden appearance of Qin Qing couldn't help but laugh.

In that laughter, Qin Qing slowly stood up straight on her knees without expression.

"Do you have good grades in culture?"

The girl's voice carried an indifferent coolness outside the empty playground in the early autumn night.

The sports students who were asked were taken aback.

Their grades are naturally the bottom of each class, and they can't compare with the girls in front of them.

It's just that some of them responded quickly, and soon understood the girl's purpose.

The man originally glanced at the direction where Wen Yufeng was standing with some trepidation, only to think that the other party was just a person, and he was between his companions, he said with a sarcasm: "At least better than that one all day long. Skip class and fight forever to count down to the grade, okay?"

Qin Qing's eyes circled among the sports students, and finally stopped on the person who spoke.

"What is the last percent of your culture class in the whole year?"

When she was speaking, the girl tilted her head slightly, her movements were a little playful and cute.

However, the indifferent expression and eyes made people feel colder in the back.

The man choked: "...probably the last ten percent." After a while, he gritted his teeth again, "but what about that, isn't Wen Yufeng in the last five percent?"

Qin Qing nodded with a "deeply agreed" appearance:

"Is it in front of the person who got the perfect score, and laughed so proudly at someone's five points?"

Qin Qing paused and blinked pretentiously: "Is it the courage your math teacher gave you?"

The man blushed: "What does this have to do with you—"

"Although my grades are average," Qin Qing interrupted the other party's voice directly, "but it's okay to teach elementary school mathematics—for example, which one hundred minus ten or ten minus five is bigger, oh... so speaking of it, it shouldn’t be a problem. Going to elementary school can only be counted as a kindergarten class, right?"

The man couldn't hold it anymore, and he stood up abruptly: "I think you are a girl and don't care about you, don't be too-"

"Don't be too much?"

A lazy voice suddenly sounded.

Several sports students looked over instinctively.

The boy who had been standing outside the field didn't know when he came over. With one hand in his trouser pocket, he lifted his eyes with a smile, staring at the man lazily.

Contrary to the sloppy tone, there was a glimmer of cold blades in the boys' eyes.

The eyes without the slightest temperature and emotion made everyone present couldn't help their expressions.

As if being stared at by some fierce beast, several sports students stood up vigilantly, their eyes flashed with fear.

Wen Yufeng lifted his thin lips indifferently, and this smile was inexplicably more bloodthirsty and fierce.

He lifted his long legs and continued to walk up the steps where several people were sitting.

Those sports students this time are even more like a herd of deer being stared at by fierce beasts.

Wen Yufeng can become a schoolmaster in No. 1 Middle School, and has often had conflicts with some of them in the past. They know this person's skill better than anyone else.

At this moment, Qin Qing suddenly ran over next to him, and raised her neck in front of Wen Yufeng:

"I remember I said-what would I do if your wound opened again."

The boy with a thin smile suddenly stagnated around his body.

After two seconds, Wen Yufeng looked down at the girl helplessly:

"It doesn't necessarily crack."

When Qin Qing heard this, Qin Qing's eyes widened, and she stretched out her hand to grab the boy's left arm, and she walked back without saying a word.

Wen Yufeng's eyes flashed slightly, and in the end it was only a cold glance at the mouth of the crowd.

Then he reluctantly followed the girl and left.

After a while, the two walked outside the playground.

Qin Qing stopped in front of her.

Then she turned around and looked up at Wen Yufeng calmly.

"I won't interact with that guy in Class 7 anymore."

Qin Qing grabbed her finger.

"He is not as good as you."

After Qin Qing finished speaking, she slowly shook her head.

"No, they don't deserve to be compared with you.—You are the best."