Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

Feng Qian never listened to the teacher's lectures, and kept his head down, flipping through the materials in his hand.

In the eyes of others, Feng Qian is simply turning pages to pass the time.

Only Feng Qian knew that she was reciting memories.

As Feng Qian, who is in the late stage of lazy cancer, it is already very rare to be able to do this.

After flipping through two books, Feng Qian was really tired.

With so much knowledge in my head at once, I have to rest and digest it.

Feng Qian raised his head from the book and glanced at the math teacher who was lecturing on the podium.

Well, math, don't want to hear...

Feng Qian erected the math book on the desk, completely covering his face.

The girl fell down on the table in an instant, her jet-black hair was scattered, and some fell on the table.

Feng Qian lay on his stomach with his face sideways, facing Ji Mian's direction.

After laying down for a while, Feng Qian always felt that something was missing. She opened her eyes and stared at Ji Mian's profile.

Ji Mian became nervous when the girl looked at her. The back is straight, the hands are folded on the desk, the eyes are looking forward, the body is slightly leaning forward, which is completely a standard good student sitting posture.

Feng Qian looked at it for a while, then reached out to hold Ji Mian's hand as fast as lightning, and pulled it under the table.

After clenching tightly, Feng Qian closed her eyes and fell asleep happily.

Ji Mian froze for a while, but she didn't dare to turn her head to look at the girl.

In class, the teenager couldn't concentrate, and his mind was full of girls.

Also, the soft touch on the hand that cannot be ignored.

Ji Mian's body was tense, but there was no movement from Feng Qian's side.

Ji Mian looked sideways at Feng Qian.

The girl was lying on the desk, her white and tender face was slightly stained with a lovely pink.

The girl's mouth was slightly opened, and the lips were pink and tender, making people want to kiss her.

The sun happened to come in through the window, and it fell on the girl fluently.

The girl sleeping on the desk is so beautiful...

Ji Mian was fascinated by watching, and a strange emotion welled up deep in his heart.

He seems, it seems, can't let go...

Although they didn't know each other for a long time, Ji Mian felt as if there was a voice in his heart telling him.

What he was looking for in his life was nothing but her.

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Ji Mian lowered her head and looked at the two hands clasped.

don't want to separate...

The teenager completely lost the mind of listening to the class. This is the first time in the history of Ji's high school grassroots and genius academic master that his mind wandered.

Still the god who left most of the class.

Ji Mian didn't care either.

I am in the third year of high school, and I have already finished all the courses, and I am reviewing the classes I am taking now. He has long been familiar with these things.

Even if he is allowed to take the exam now, he can still perform at his best. It's an exaggeration to say that you can get into the top universities in Huaguo with your eyes closed.

Ji Mian didn't know what this class was about, and he didn't want to know.

Sleeping in class was originally something that Ji Mian despised.

But facing Feng Qian, Ji Mian's thought was that he didn't want to disturb the girl. She was even worried that she would be uncomfortable sleeping like this.

Ji Mian stared at Feng Qian, her eyes moved down, and landed on the hands of the two of them.

He moved his fingers and held the girl's hand behind his back.

The smile on the corner of the boy's mouth deepened, and he squeezed the girl's fingers and palm.

soft...

Feng Qian frowned in his sleep, his eyelids moved, but he didn't wake up.

She held the boy's troubled hand in a daze.

Ji Mian didn't move, and after a while, the girl's eyebrows relaxed.

Feng Qian slammed his mouth, moved his body, and fell asleep again.

Ji Mian felt that her heart was not going to soften.

This kind of wind is shallow, really cute, cute foul.

It makes people have the urge to take her home and raise her.

Ji Mian has always thought that Feng Qian is a very cute girl. However, she prefers to keep her face blank and expressionless.

However, in Ji Mian's eyes, they are all equally cute.

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