The Sick and Gloomy Bamboo Horse Was Stunned by My Kiss

Jiang Ning finally persuaded Yan Yixie to come to the school, and he succeeded in entering another class, and he was a little excited to be his deskmate smoothly.

She didn't listen too much to what a class teacher said on the podium, anyway, the knowledge of middle school was a piece of cake for her.

She turned the pages of the book so loudly that she couldn't read a word for a long time, and she gave up listening to this class.

Because she was a little agitated, she writhed in her chair as if she was suffering from ADHD.

But the teenager next to her was as quiet as if he didn't exist, lying on the table without moving, only the tips of short black hair were gently swayed by the autumn breeze coming in from the open window.

It was in sharp contrast with her.

Jiang Ning couldn't understand how Yan Yixie could be so calm. Isn’t it worth celebrating to be at the same table with her, and then to go to school together?

Why is she the only one waiting for this for so long?

Jiang Ning stared at the dark back of Yan Yixie's head for a while, trying to make him feel the power of mind and stare infused with great power, so that he quickly stopped sleeping and got up.

But the boy remained indifferent. After lying down for a while, his hands were sore, he straightened his right hand, and slumped down again.

Jiang Ning finally couldn't help it, and once again stretched out his finger and slammed Yan's back, "I was so sleepy if I didn't sleep well all night? Can you do it? Hurry up and talk to me for a while."

"..." Yan Yixie faced the wall and opened his eyes with a black face.

Seeing that he had been ignoring himself, Jiang Ning didn't believe that he was really asleep.

But the teacher was still on the podium, and Yan Yixie turned her back to her. She could never stand up to see if his eyes were closed or open.

So she fumbled in her schoolbag, touched her little mirror, stretched out her hand, walked around the little mirror to look at his face.

Yan Yixie: "..."

The boy finally raised his hand and pressed her small mirror on the table with a "pop". He took a deep breath and raised his head: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Ning was also a little embarrassed, and lowered his voice: "I didn't mean it."

Yan Yi thanked him, "So the mirror has long legs and ran under my eyelids?"

Jiang Ning shrank his head, hid his head behind the erected book, and pointed to his earphones: "Then you continue to sleep, I don't need to noisy you, but can you give me a earphone?"

Yan Yixie: "No—"

Before she finished speaking, Yan Yixie had already taken off the white earphone on her right ear.

Yan Yixie: "..."

So is there a difference between asking and not asking?

Yan Yixie reluctantly took the right earphone back from Jiang Ning's hand. Before Jiang Ning showed aggrieved look, he took off the left earphone and stuffed it into her hand.

The low-melody English songs flowed into his ears, and Jiang Ning found something to do, and was finally satisfied, and stopped harassing Yan Yixie.

But this year there is no wireless Bluetooth headset. The white headset cords are entangled. Jiang Ning always feels that the headset cord is a bit short, and his left ear is a little bit painful.

Jiang Ning was also lying on the table and couldn't help but move his body a little to the left.

Her shoulder involuntarily approached Yan Yixie.

She didn't realize it herself. But a young man seldom had been so close to anyone. The moment her body temperature quietly approached, his body became stiff.

Yan Yixie clenched his fist and moved to the left with a calm mind.

Jiang Ning managed to shorten the distance between her and Yan Yixie to the point where her left ear could not be pulled by the earphone cable, but who knew that the distance was lengthened imperceptibly, and her left ear hurt again. .

So she couldn't help but continue to move to Yan Yixie's side.

Yan Yixie: "..."

Jiang Ning was about to move almost half of his body to his position.

The boy subconsciously raised his head and glanced at him. No one knew about the entire class, only his heart beating very fast, like an unknown secret in time.

He suddenly met the eyes of the head teacher.

For a moment, the boy's handsome face turned red suddenly, he angrily took off the earphones on the other side of him, and pushed both the earphones and music player to Jiang Ning.

"Listen to you alone."

Jiang Ning didn’t know what Yan Yixie was doing. She took over the music player and said dissatisfied: “Listening to a song is only when two people listen to it. It’s fun to do everything with two people. It's delicious when two people eat together."

Yan Yi thanked her for ignoring her, turned her face and continued to turn her back to her: "Listen to it yourself."

"I'm really disappointed by you." Jiang Ning whispered. Seeing that Yan Yixie was still indifferent, she began to whisper in his ears with a sad voice: "Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, since I was young, I haven't—"

Before he finished speaking, Yan Yixie couldn't bear to put the earphones back into his ears.

Jiang Ning showed a satisfactory smile, and put the other earphone back into his left ear.

Next, she finally stopped for a while, and quietly listened to the children's songs with the boy back to back for a while.

But after ten minutes, she couldn't sit still anymore and poked Yan Yixie on the back.

Yan Yixie had completely lost his temper. He opened his eyes and looked at the white wall sleepily, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ning suggested to her new tablemate: "How about we play a game where we draw cartoon portraits of each other?"

Yan Yixie said coldly: "Don't play."

Jiang Ning continued to poke him: "You turn your face first."

Yan Yixie: "No transfer."

Jiang Ning: "..."

"Do you know?" the boy said in a confused tone: "I am thinking about a problem now."

Jiang Ning asked excitedly: "What? Let me make suggestions for you."

Yan Yixie said slowly: "I'm thinking, I promised to accompany you to school, is it the worst choice in my life."

Jiang Ning: "..."

I can't talk this day.

Jiang Ning whispered: "I am not so noisy at ordinary times, I am usually very quiet."

Yanyi glanced at her thankfully, and said in his heart that I believe you a ghost.

Jiang Ning said to him: "I'm just a little too excited today."

Before going to bed, some people may imagine how to spend 10 billion dollars falling from the sky, thinking about it like a chicken blood. For her, being at the same table with Yan Yixie is such a thing.

Before coming to school, Jiang Ning had no sense of substance. Because the class 3 classmates, except for Lan Zhenzhen, were born again, her impression of them had been blurred. After a month of classes in school, that is, to listen to the lectures on time, nothing new.

But once Yan Yixie became the same table, Jiang Ning realized that if nothing else, they could sit together until the third year of high school, and there would be more than four years to spend. There are countless things to do in more than four years, such as placing exams, making up classes, cleaning the toilet, going to the broadcasting room, visiting the bookstore, studying at night, going to the other side to do homework, sharing milk, breakfast, scarf, gloves, long trousers. Done), copy homework... If you are with a teenager, there is almost nothing that prevents her from looking forward to.

But Yan Yixie may not understand her expectation.

Jiang Ning could only say: "Then I won't bother you next."

She slumped back obediently, drew her fingers across the table, her pink furry hat piled up behind her head.

Yan Yixie looked at her for a while, but said nothing.

Suddenly, Jiang Ning heard the sound of two pieces of white paper being torn off, and she quickly raised her head. The boy coldly pushed one of the blank sheets of paper in front of her: "Come on, draw."

Jiang Ning smiled openly: "You are so kind to me."

Yan Yixie turned his head awkwardly.

...But Yan regretted it after a moment.

The girl’s mouth, a deceitful ghost, he shouldn’t believe that Jiang Ning was too excited to be at the same table with him. He stared at the painting Jiang Ning drew: "So you try to trick me to play with you. This is what you drew in the end?"

Jiang Ning's painting shows a beautiful girl with long hair on the right, as beautiful as it is, and an ugly monster with thin hair lying on the left, as ugly as it is ugly.

She did it to paint him ugly on purpose.

Jiang Ning brushed the name of the painting and said with joy: "Beauty and the Beast."

Yan Yixie: "..."

Jiang Ning wanted to thank Yan Yan eight hundred times a day, and when she suspected that the teenager had already calculated 108 ways to poison her, the bell finally rang.

Jiang Ning immediately folded the messy paintings into several folds, stuffed them into his schoolbag, jumped away from his seat, and begged for mercy: "Every lesson will be finished, and I promise not to bother you again in the next lesson. , You can forget about the mistakes I made in this class. I'll go to the toilet first."

Yan Yixie: "..."

You really know how to plan.

When this class was in class, Xu Mingyi frequently looked back to the left.

Every time he turned his head back, he could hardly see Jiang Ning's face. Jiang Ning was either lying on the table with a book upright and talking to Yan Yixie, or turning his head straight to look at Yan Yixie, as if flowers were blooming on Yan Yixie's face.

Xu Mingyi only felt incredible.

Xu Mingyi couldn't help it after the get out of class, and immediately stood up, wanting to come over and call Jiang Ning out.

Seeing Jiang Ning going out from the back door of the classroom, he immediately chased after him in the corridor.

"What's the matter between you and him?"

Jiang Ning was blocked, seeing many students from other classes in front and back of the corridor looking over here, so he stopped and said, "What's the matter?"

Xu Mingyi was almost mad and felt betrayed: "When did you know him?"

Jiang Ning said: "I don't need to report to you, right?"

Xu Mingyi looked at Jiang Ning with a look that didn’t matter to him. For a while, his face was so ugly that he didn’t know what to say. He should have noticed Jiang Ning’s strangeness a long time ago. Jiang Fan said Jiang Ning would go to make up classes and give When anyone brought breakfast, he should have guessed that it was that guy—they met at that time.

He always thought that Jiang Ning alienated him because of anger.

Now it seems that maybe it's not just that at all, but she has new friends, and her attention is attracted by new people and new things.

Xu Mingyi asked solemnly, "Does Aunt Zheng know?"

Jiang Ning looked at him inexplicably, "Is it necessary for you to control what kind of friends I make?"

In the class, Yan Yixie raised his head to see Jiang Ning going out from the back door of the classroom, and then Xu Mingyi followed out the back door. He frowned and glanced at Xu Mingyi's back.

He knew this person, he was the monitor of this class, but he only knew, didn't know him, and didn't have any intersection.

Did Jiang Ning and this person know each other?

Yan Yixie felt that the butler might not have told herself anything.

His eyebrows twitched and he was about to push his wheelchair out when a boy named Yan Dahang in the class stopped him tremblingly.

Today, the first class is counting the list of winter camps not long after. The statistics were almost finished. Who knows that Yan Yixie suddenly came back to school.

The class leader in charge of this matter was a girl, and she didn't dare to come forward and ask Yan Yixie if she wanted to sign. Yan Dahang was the one in the class who seemed to be more sturdy, so he was pushed over by everyone in a panic.

Yan Dahang's gaze first fell on the umbrella against the wall, and then fell on Yan Yixie's body. After staring at Yan Yixie's dark, non-emotional eyes, he quickly moved his gaze away, trembling. Don't dare to watch more.

But after all, so many people in the class are watching, he can't be too embarrassed, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

So he bit his head, handed over the roster with both hands, and asked: "The class is counting the number of winter camps, do you want to participate?"

He originally thought Yan Yixie would let him go, but Yan Yixie raised his hand to take the roster.

In Yan Dahang's heart, the big stone fell slightly, and he thought to himself, this "young master" is not as strange as the rumors.

In the past, Yan Yixie would definitely not participate in these activities, but he thought that Jiang Ning might want to go, and she was very interested in everything going out for fun.

But Jiang Ning is a new transfer, and her name is not yet on the roster.

So he said: "Add my name at the same table."

Yan Dahang hurriedly said, "Good, good, good."

Yan Da hurriedly found a pen on Jiang Ning's desk, and added "Jiang Ning" to the end of the roster.

Yan Yixie stared at his crooked chicken chop, and raised his eyebrows, almost wanting him to tear off the page and let him write.

On this corridor, Jiang Ning was about to turn around to go to the toilet, when suddenly he saw a big man standing in front of his seat from the window.

The big guy turned his back to her. She couldn't see the big guy's expression, but Yan Yixie frowned and looked very unhappy.

Jiang Ning's heart was stunned.

Isn't it? Someone asked for trouble on the first day, blocking Yan Yi and thanking him for not letting him go out?

Why are people in this class like this? Yan Yi thanked them and didn't provoke them.

Jiang Ning immediately shook off Xu Mingyi, quickly rushed back to the classroom, and said angrily at Yan Dahang: "What are you doing? What are you doing to bully him?!"

Yan Yixie: "..."

The whole class: "..."

Xu Mingyi: "..."

Xu Mingyi's face slowly turned green.

This green is the "green" of "spring breeze and green south bank of the river".