The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

The new class, Yu Zhuo thought it would be much cleaner.

After I don't want to come here, the empty seats around him are usually full of people now, and everyone is obviously trying to block him.

However, in this class, the teacher was very strict and would not allow everyone to speak at will, so they all looked at him with their eyes.

After a while, Yu Zhuo's table was filled with small notes.

The roommate took a few pieces at random and tsk tsk, "I think I have to run out of class soon after class is over."

'Otherwise, these people will hold Yu Zhuo directly for interrogation. ’

The roommate still can't believe that what Yu Zhuo said in the morning is true.

The world is absolutely magical.

But if he knew that Yu Zhuo had the ability to read minds, he would probably be even more dreamy.

Yu Zhuo put one hand in his pocket, touched something strange, and twisted it out.

The black particles were as hard as stones, he thought they were small stones, and placed them on the table.

After a while, he habitually put in his pocket and touched the particle again.

There was clearly no trace of it on the table.

What the **** is this?

"Yu Zhuo, what are you doing?" asked the roommate, seeing him staring at the things in his hands in a daze.

"It's nothing." Yu Zhuo put the pellet on the table again.

"What is this?" The roommate touched it curiously, "Ah! It's so hot!"

"That classmate, stand up and answer." The roommate was called by the teacher again.

Yu Zhuo saw him grinning and rubbing his hands and stood up, with a puzzled face, is it true? Not hot.

Confused, he put the pellets back in his pocket.

...

"Little guy is about to finish class." Ling Qingxuan looked at the time on the clock, put the book away, and walked out.

The door opened, and the boy wearing black-rimmed glasses stood quietly outside the door. Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes to look at Ling Qingxuan.

"Master Aya."

There was a bit of gloom in the male voice, and there was an indescribable meaning.

Ling Qingxuan locked the door in front of him, "Student Wang, I'm no longer a teacher."

Hearing this, Wang Yanyu frowned, his thoughts turned slightly, and he said, "Is it because of Yu Zhuo? Are you together?"

"right."

Ling Qingxuan walked to the side, but Wang Yan wanted to hold her.

Turning to avoid, Wang Yan's hand slipped to the side, but in an instant, he lifted up and grabbed her wrist.

In an instant, Ling Qingxuan felt resentment in his heart, and Wang Yan suddenly let go.

He lowered his hand, his eyes narrowed, and there was a sad anger in his eyes.

"He's just an ordinary person, why should you be with him?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Ling Qingxuan left behind, unwilling to talk to him.

She was actually touched by someone else. Although it didn't even take a second, the uncomfortable feeling lingered.

Wang Yan looked at her back, and after a long time, she raised her hand and spread it out.

There is an obvious red mark on the palm of the hand.

The burning pain from that trace penetrated into the bone marrow.

"Red rope... Heh, Feng Jue, you really know how to be careful."

When he was still staring at his hand, Sheng Ming came towards him and saw him standing still at the door of the tutoring room, wondering: "Classmate, who are you looking for?"

Wang Yan turned his back, glanced over the fame, and left.

The fame of Lu Qi who just enlightened him just came out and went around, not wanting to meet Wang Yan.

The aura on the boy was a little familiar.

Sheng Ming's eyes narrowed slightly and followed.

...

The bell rings.

The roommate pulled Yu Zhuo out and saw Ling Qingxuan waiting at the door.

"Yu Zhuo."

"Dear." Yu Zhuo called out smoothly, his roommate looked horrified beside him.

"Kiss, dear?" Did you have pink bubbles so soon?

Yu Zhuo took Ling Qingxuan's hand and asked with a smile, "How long did you wait?"

"Just here." Ling Qingxuan threw off his hand and put on the other hand under Yu Zhuo's puzzled eyes.

"Hold this one, hold it for a while."

"Cough cough." The roommate coughed lightly next to him, "You guys talk, I'll go eat dog food first... ah no, I'm going to eat."

The roommates left, and those boys who were eyeing them could only sigh after seeing the two holding hands.

"Wait for me for a while." Yu Zhuo squeezed her hand, went to the vending machine next to him to buy a can of hot tea, and stuffed it into her other hand.

The tea pot was warm, and Ling Qingxuan raised her eyes to look at him.

‘Isn’t it time to hold the female ticket in your arms to keep warm? ’

Yu Zhuo stiffened and looked around.

Want to hug?

But there are too many people around.

Yu Zhuo thought over and over again, opened his hand, why couldn't he hug his girlfriend in public?

hug!

Hug now!

Ling Qingxuan knew that he could hear his own voice, but he didn't expect him to accept it so quickly.

The lips were slightly hooked, and Ling Qingxuan got into his arms, um, it was warm.

Could it be possible for her to make some excessive demands?

"That... dear, it seems inconvenient to walk when we hold like this." Yu Zhuo coughed lightly.

Ling Qingxuan pinched his face, "Then let's hold hands, go home and hug."

'Go home and hug? ' Yu Zhuo couldn't help but remembered that he had heard her want to tie him up before, and swallowed his saliva silently.

The two met a lot of people along the way, and they were all attracted to them.

Yu Zhuo was blown away by the voices of these people.

He simply listened to Ling Qingxuan alone, calm and peaceful, like a pluck on the surface of a lake, with occasional ripples and surprises.

Yu Zhuo ordered the food and returned to his seat, only to find that the surrounding seats were occupied.

Aya Qingxuan usually does not come to the cafeteria at noon, so he has never encountered such a grand occasion.

"Classmate, what major are you in? You look familiar, have we met?"

"This young lady is not a student, but a psychology teacher in the Department of Chemistry, but I heard that she seems to have been transferred to a teaching assistant."

"Wow, isn't that a real senior? I love you, senior, what do you want to eat, I'll call you."

"Senior, is there anyone next to you? Can I sit?"

Yu Zhuo coughed lightly, "cough, dear, here it is."

He sat next to Ling Qingxuan, picked up a dish and handed it to Ling Qingxuan's mouth, swearing his sovereignty.

Although the dish chosen by the little guy had a wisp of **** on it, for the sake of the little guy's face, Ling Qingxuan endured it and took a bite.

Just swallow it so you won't feel the ginger!

Yu Zhuo's eyes trembled, "Wait."

He quickly took out a tissue and put it to Ling Qingxuan's mouth, "I... I remember you didn't like this. I was in a hurry just now, sorry, spit it out."

With a slight movement of her fair neck, Ling Qingxuan really swallowed.

"Don't spit out the dishes you put together." The little girl's eyes were serious and she couldn't refuse.

Although the smell of **** really made her feel the urge to faint on the spot.

Yu Zhuo hurriedly peeled off the caramel from his own bread and put it on Ling Qingxuan's bread.

Holding the double caramel bread, Aya Qingxuan said that the little guy is very good.

Another piece of ginger...it's impossible!

The people around looked at the boy's flustered appearance, wondering whether to laugh at him for being confused or laugh at him for not having a girlfriend who hurts.