[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 3

"What did you say?"

Cen Wei squinted his eyes quickly, and then his eyes fell on Li Rong's reddened ears.

Rare, a little blood.

The classroom was ghostly quiet again.

The whole class turned their heads and silently watched Li Rong who was yelling at Cen Wei.

"Damn, did the squad leader yell at my brother Wei just now? "

"Did the squad leader get too excited and crazy?"

"Did you hear what the squad leader yelled? What didn't you do?"

Cen Wei tugged his lower lip invisibly, he stood in the aisle of the classroom, blocking most of the light sources grandly, shrouding Li Rong in his shadow.

This arrogant way of depriving light breaks the comfort zone of the other party and will instantly attract the other party's full attention.

At this moment, Cen Weicai's gloomy mood was swept away, but instead he waited for Li Rong's answer without hesitation.

Li Rong's words were shouted out, and he was completely awake.

After being stunned for less than two seconds, he immediately regained his composure. If he was seventeen, he would probably be ashamed and embarrassed, but now, he has been trained by Cen Wei.

Li Rong sat up straight, stretched his muscles and bones like a lazy cat, then raised his numb arm, slapped the chemical paper with a "pop", and said lightly, "It's too simple, I won't do this paper. It's over."

The class began to rustle again.

"Fuck, this B paper is still easy?"

"The teacher said that it is difficult to recruit students independently."

"You don't know who it is, maybe it is really easy for the monitor."

Cen Wei didn't say anything, his eyes followed Li Rong's round fingertips. Moving along the way, the backs of the white hands dotted with bruised pinholes passed over, and the messy collars landed on his face without any panic or embarrassment.

The face was open, as if what he said was clearly the question of the test paper.

Cen Wei raised his eyebrows lightly and nodded thoughtfully.

Just when Li Rong was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly propped up the table with one hand, leaned down, his eyes moved slightly, and settled on Li Rong's sweat-soaked temples.

Li Rong's hair has not been cut for a long time, and it has been kept long. The rest of the hair is tucked behind the ears. The hair on the sideburns is especially slender and soft, and the ends of the hair are slightly curled, sticking to the thin side face.

"Who hurt the squad leader's waist?"

Cen Wei's voice was very soft and low, to ensure that no unrelated people heard it, but in Li Rong's ears, the words were clearly audible, and the words had deep meaning.

At this time, Cen Wei still didn't have the chilling aura of coercion, and the collarbone chain swayed with his movements, and what spread to his nose was the smell of clean Zhixiang laundry detergent on the school uniform.

Li Rong raised his eyes and looked at Cen Wei, his eyes did not evade in the slightest, even if he had just woken up, his clothes were disheveled and his hair was messy, he still seemed to be sitting on the negotiating table neatly dressed.