What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 60 Meicheng

So in the next few days, when Tan Jingyang found that Ji Zhun had something to do, he would hold up his mobile phone and take pictures of him. Even though I don't know what the other party wants to do, I can roughly guess that it is probably related to my birthday.

Although his face was still stiff when facing the camera, he felt somewhat hopeful in his heart. Before this, he had never had any expectations for his birthday. It was often when Huazi raised his glass of wine to wish him another year older that he suddenly remembered, oh, isn't it?

It was a cloudy day on Saturday, with heavy gray clouds overhead.

A few sparrows fell on the telephone poles, and each one's fur became a ball. They were whispering to each other, just like the neighbors living in the old city.

The two of them asked for leave for evening self-study in advance. As soon as the afternoon class was over, they went directly to pick up Tan Le at the gate of the primary school and rushed to the bus station.

When the bus left the city, it was completely dark. Tan Le began to snore a moment after getting in the car. Tan Jingyang arranged him to sit by the window, with his whole face buried in a plush scarf.

"Aren't you going to sleep for a while?" Tan Jingyang looked at the time, "It's still nearly three hours." "I'm

not sleepy, I made up for it during class." His cheeks bulged slightly, his eyes lowered as he answered while flipping through the materials on his phone.

Seeing his appearance, Tan Jingyang couldn't help but reach out and pull the small paper stick in his mouth.

Ji Zhun frowned, raised his head and stared at him: "What are you doing? You have to eat in the bag, so take it yourself." "I

even made up for sleep in class. Didn't you feel guilty when you said this?" Tan Jingyang smiled ask.

Ji Zhun took the candy out of his mouth and laughed aloud: "Isn't it because you gave me a holiday first, saying that I don't need to take notes for today."

Tan Jingyang rubbed Ji Zhun's head indiscriminately: "I asked you Listen attentively!"

"Forget it, Brother Yang. When I was in class, all I could think about was the braised fish roe and fermented duck you mentioned. Looking at the quadratic functions moving around on the table, I felt like the nets used by fishermen, oh you Are those restaurants still open when we arrive in Meicheng?"

"I can't tell." Tan Jinyang shook his head, "Meicheng is not like here, a small and run-down city outside the fifth tier, and most of them are closed at night."

" Hey, we can only wait until tomorrow." Ji Zhun suddenly slapped his forehead, "Fuck, are all the cake shops closed too? If I had known, I would have bought one in advance and brought it with me." "Let's talk about it tomorrow, I will

too I don't like cakes very much." Tan Jingyang paused, his lips curved slightly, and he looked at Ji Zhun with a smile in his eyes, "I'm already very happy if you are willing to come home with me." Ji

Zhun At first, Zhun didn't think what was said, but the more he touched it, the more subtle it became. He said it as if he wanted to go home with him to meet his parents, but he did promise to accompany Tan Jingyang to see his parents.

The light in Ji Zhun's eyes flickered a few times, absently licking the lollipop in his hand, putting it in his mouth and rinsing it from time to time.

But I don't know how attractive his current appearance is in Tan Jingyang's eyes.

The small yellow lights on the roof of the car cast a faint light, which was just outlined between the lollipop and Ji Zhun's lips. From Tan Jingyang's point of view, he could clearly see that Jizhun's pink flexible tongue touched the candy like a dragonfly, and then opened his mouth to swallow it.