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

Chapter 70 Confession

After Tan Jingyang left, Jizhun asked Heizi about the game hall again, and knowing that he had indeed reached a consensus with Lu Xiulin, he couldn't help feeling happy for them. After all, this should be what Su Hao wants to see the most.

The weather is fine today, and the sun is shining warmly on my body, making me sleepy. After Heizi and Chu Shulan left, Jizhun pulled up the quilt again and planned to go back to sleep.

Just as he closed his eyes, the phone by the bed vibrated. Ji Zhun stretched out his hand to reach out, and his intuition should be the news from Tan Jingyang.

as expected.

[Tan Jingyang: What are you doing? 】

Ji Zhun hooked the corner of his lower lip.

[Jizhun: I'm going to catch up on some sleep, why are you still absent from class, monitor? 】

[Tan Jingyang: ... What do you think? 】

[Ji Zhun: Tsk, tell the teacher. 】

There was a pause for a while, and the message came again.

[Tan Jingyang: I shouldn't have misunderstood, right? 】

Ji Zhun raised his eyebrows and played dumb.

【? 】

[Tan Jingyang: Can you let me confirm again? 】

[Tan Jingyang: What did you call me today? Type me. 】

Ji Zhun licked his tiger teeth, only to feel that the words Tan Jingyang typed on the screen seemed to be automatically transformed into his low voice, which clung to his ears.

He curled his fingertips and then directly clicked on [Press to Talk].

Looking at the voice from Jizhun on the phone, Tan Jingyang's heart was in a mess for a moment. I just felt a thin layer of sweat in the palm of the hand holding the mobile phone under the table, and I was really reluctant to convert it into text immediately.

In this way, when get out of class was over, he quickly got up and left the classroom, walked to a quiet corner, took a deep breath, and put the receiver by his ear.

...

...

[Jizhun: When you are a squad leader, you need to have the squad leader's son. Study hard! 】

...

...

Tan Jingyang's breath caught in his throat, and he cursed in a low voice, but Jizhun laughed angrily.

【Tan Jingyang: Smile.jpg】

【Jizhun: smile.jpg】

[Tan Jingyang: Can I smoke you? 】

Another voice message came over there, and Tan Jingyang clicked on it without thinking.

"You can't bear to let go..." The other party paused, "Boyfriend."

"..."

A dead boy.

Tan Jingyang raised her lips, stood leaning against the wall and closed her eyes.

He suddenly felt that everything in front of him was a little unreal, and he had thought countless times under what circumstances and on what occasions Ji Zhun would give him this answer. Whether it is tangled, tentative, decisive, or helpless... In short, imagining unsatisfactory scenes is always more likely than satisfactory. After all, he has to inoculate himself several times.