The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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Ye Linlang didn't expect that the teacher would call her to answer the question so quickly, she shook her body, and then stood up in a panic.

Who thought that Jiang Qiran's revenge was so strong that she still grabbed her hand!

They happened to be the last row, and the desks at Lingyun High School were high enough, and other teachers and students could not see what Jiang Qiran was doing.

Jiang Qiran grabbed Ye Linlang's finger, his slender fingertips swam a little bit, constantly scratching the sensitive-feeling skin in Ye Linlang's palm.

In fact, Ye Linlang is afraid of itching, and no one knows about it, but today Jiang Qiran actually draws circles in her palm.

Ye Linlang completely forgot at this time, how she just tuned-Xijiang Qiran came.

...

After all, it was class now, Ye Linlang had no chance to scold Jiang Qiran, Ye Linlang Qiang sighed without laughing, and then immediately glanced at Jiang Qiran.

Jiang Qiran saw her extremely suffocated look, but felt more useful in her heart, so she scratched Ye Linlang's hand harder.

The male teacher responsible for teaching Chinese saw Ye Linlang's pained expression, and he didn't speak for a long time. He immediately frowned.

"Ye Linlang, I asked you to translate the first paragraph. Why didn't you speak?"

Ye Linlang was actually really afraid of making a mouthful of himself, just begging Jiang for mercy.

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Ye Linlang looked at Jiang Qiran pitifully, and when Jiang Qiran did not speak, she obediently picked up the textbook with her empty hand.

God knows that someone tickles you under the desk, can you still calm down!

Ye Linlang is not good anyway.

Her face flushed slightly, and a drop of sweat dripped from the porcelain white forehead.

"Teacher, I'm sorry, because I have a stomachache, so I'm a little distracted. Could you please translate the first paragraph of "Xianji Xuanzhi"?"

The Chinese teacher gave Ye Linlang a disgruntled glance, and he all started to attend the class, but he was still distracted!

But looking at Ye Linlang's tangled look on his face, it seems that the stomach pain is not pretended.

Therefore, the final tone of the Chinese teacher has eased a lot.

"It is indeed the first paragraph of "Xianji Xuanzhi"."

Hearing that it was Xiangji Xuanzhi, Ye Linlang finally felt relieved.

She has the habit of previewing before class, so she just made a note to this classical Chinese article last night.

And at the time, I especially liked the last paragraph of Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi.

"There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, and it was planted by my wife when she died, and now it is paved."

I don't know how the Ming author Gui Youguang was such an affectionate man. With few words, Ye Linlang seemed to see the author's condolences to his deceased wife.

Ye Linlang took a deep breath, and then began to translate the first paragraph calmly.

"Xianji Xuan is the former South Loft. The house is only one foot wide and can only accommodate one person living here. This century-old house... Yeah!"

Ye Linlang translated, and suddenly screamed.

There was no reason for him. Jiang Qiran scratched her palm and seemed to be more and more skillful. Ye Linlang only felt that there were a few bugs crawling on his hand, and he couldn't say anything about scratching his heart!

The people in the class heard Ye Linlang's scream, but couldn't help but stunned for a while. They didn't understand what Ye Linlang suddenly screamed, and they all looked up at her.

...

Right next to Ye Linlang, Jiang Qiran sat down, looking extremely elegant and graceful. He was holding a Chinese textbook in his right hand, staring calmly at the first paragraph of Xiang Ji Xuanzhi, his face as if there were no waves.

However, under the desk, Jiang Qiran's left hand pinched Ye Linlang's palm.

He had learned some knowledge about human acupuncture points before, even if he didn't have to look at it, he knew which part of Ye Linlang's palm scratched her, it would make her itchy.

Except for him and Ye Linlang, no one in the classroom would think that this cold-faced teenager was actually a demon, secretly pitting Ye Linlang under the desk.

Ye Linlang's face turned red, and the expression on his face could not tell whether it was pain or shame.

This is a classroom where more than fifty people are present, and the language teacher is also there!

She is still being asked questions to answer questions.

Jiang Qiran is really too good? !

Didn’t think about what she would do if she was embarrassed?

Ye Linlang turned his head again, staring at Jiang Qiran fiercely.

It's just that there is mist in the eyes, and this look is not lethal at all.

It's like asking for help.

...

But what made Ye Linlang helpless was that Jiang Qiran was unmoved and did not let her go.

Ye Linlang's white shell teeth bit her crimson lips, her expression somewhat embarrassed and embarrassed.

The Chinese teacher saw Ye Linlang's blushing face and somehow felt strange in her heart. She always felt that Ye Linlang's expression was not as simple as a stomachache.

"Ye Linlang, do you really have a stomachache? Would you like someone to take you to the hospital now?"

Hearing the kindness of the Chinese teacher, Ye Linlang's face showed a trace of gratitude.

"Teacher, I'm not that serious, but I really feel that my stomach is more crampy when I stand up, and I can't focus on the translation of the text."

Ye Linlang paused, looking embarrassed.

"Can you change it for another classmate to translate? I want to take a break."

The Chinese teacher frowned. Actually, he didn't like the halfway thing, but looking at Ye Linlang's appearance, if she was forced to continue her translation, I'm afraid it would not go smoothly.

"It's okay, then you sit down and rest. Xia Qianqin, you translate."

Xia Qianqian stood up after hearing the sound.

She glanced at Ye Linlang somewhat disdainfully.

Really, I want her to say, Ye Linlang is obviously pretending!

Ye Minglang was still alive and kicking when he was just in class. Where does his stomach hurt?

It must be that I didn’t have a preview yesterday. I was afraid that I would be ugly this morning.

I don't know what Jiang Qiran really liked Ye Linlang.

Xia Qianqian thought of this, and his heart became more and more uneasy.

Forget it, let everyone see clearly, is she the most diligent and learned goddess in the class?

Xia Qianqian took a slight breath, and then began to follow Ye Linlang, calmly and freely proceeding to Xiang Jixuan's translation.

"This is a hundred-year old house. There is mud leaking from the roof, and the accumulated water flows down. When I move the desk every time, I look around but I can't place the table..."

Ye Linlang sat down with amnesty, but his expression was still very hard.

Woo, Jiang Qiran, this wolf in sheep's clothing, it's too bastard!

Why couldn't she think of provoke him at first!

Obviously, she was bullied so that no scum left!