The Sick Beauty And His Bamboo Horse Bodyguard [ Book Wearing ]

Chapter 67 High School 3

Chapter 67 If we met in highschool

Sheng Jianan looked at him until Jiang Chi came up and sat down.

"Why don't you go to PE class?" Jiang Chi said as he twisted the cap of the bottle. After twisting, he looked up and poured a few mouthfuls of water.

He sided, and his throat knot shrugged, which looked particularly conspicuous from Sheng Jianan's perspective.

After drinking, he put down the water bottle. Seeing Sheng Jianan looking at himself, Jiang Chi beat and handed the water bottle over boldly: "Do you want to drink?"

Sheng Jianan lowered his eyes and head then continued reading: "No, I have water."

Jiang Chi looked at him for a while. From his perspective, he could only see Sheng Jianan's clear outline and short black hair. He looked soft and silky, which should be easy to touch.

Jiang Chi rubbed his index finger and thumb, especially his hands itched to touch it.

However, in the end, no action was made. He stuffed the water bottle into the belly of the table, took out his pocket, and took out something and put it on Sheng Jianan's table.

A can of milk appeared in sight.

Sheng Jianan paused and looked up at Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi raised his chin and said, "Don't you like milk?"

"?" Sheng Jianan couldn't help wondering when he told Jiang Chi that he liked milk?

Seeing his slightly doubtful expression, Jiang Chi said, "You don't like milk. You look so white."

"..." Sheng Jianan was speechless for a moment.

This is also the first time he has heard such a magical and straightforward brain circuit of Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi bent his lips and smiled again and said, "Oh, Mr. Sheng, let me discuss something with you."

Sheng Jianan instinctively felt that there was nothing good. After looking at him for a moment, she asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Chi pulled the book from the table without looking back, opened the title page and handed it to him: "Exchange this bottle of milk for you to write a name for me. You write well."

It was just a matter of raising hands. Sheng Jianan did not refuse. He picked up the pen and wrote the word "Jiang Chi" on his book.

After writing, Sheng Jianan handed him back the book: "Aren't you going to class?"

"Why don't you go to class?" Jiang Chi asked.

After a moment of silence, Sheng Jianan explained in a low voice, "I'm not in good health. The teacher allowed me to ask for leave in physical education class."

Jiang Chi looked at him and said after a while, "Oh, if I want to ask for leave, I'll ask for leave."

"..."

In this righteous tone, Sheng Jianan couldn't help but look up at him.

For the next half of the class, the two were quietly alone in the same space. Sheng Jianan looked at the book carefully. Jiang Chi was also very interesting and didn't disturb him. He put one arm on his desk, one arm on the edge of Sheng Jianan's table, wearing headphones, and playing games.

In the past, most of his games only played with acquaintances. If he met an actor in the team, he had to complain.

But this time he was surprisingly quiet and didn't make a sound. After playing for a while, he looked up at Sheng Jianan. He played an absent-minded game. For the first time, he was scolded by my teammates.