bright and clean.

A few rays of sunlight reflected from the glass windows of the teaching building opposite, casting a few spots of light.

After some time, Lin Lu yawned and woke up.

I just woke up and was still a little confused.

Um?

Wasn't she sitting in the corridor basking in the sun and listening to Yaoyao talking about yesterday's experience?

Where is Yaoyao?

Where does the experience go?

She looked at the person who was giving a lecture on the podium. There were many knowledge points written on the blackboard.

Um……

That seems to be a politics teacher, right?

Shocked!

Sitting up almost like a catapult, her brain was deprived of oxygen. She covered her little head and looked at someone beside her who seemed to be listening with her chin propped up, and asked in a low voice:

"Jiang Xingran, have you already started class?"

It really took me a long time to see my family.

Sleeping God Jiang Xingran is actually listening to the class?

Or is it a political lesson where he keeps saying, "Is it necessary to listen to this lesson?"

He's not sleeping?!

Lin Lu quietly turned his head and glanced at the classmates in the class. Almost a large number of them fell asleep, and some boys even snored.

A few girls who were not asleep also lowered their heads and secretly played with their mobile phones under the desk, or put the mirror on the desk and admired their own faces.

All in all, no one is really listening to the lecture.

Except Jiang Xingran.

When Jiang Xingran heard someone calling him, he turned around, still spinning his pen in his hand.

Seeing that she was awake, he quickly changed his hand to support his head and looked at her with a smile.

"Hey, my little roommate, are you awake?"

He curled his lips and looked at the red marks on her cheeks when she just lay down to sleep, "get out of class will be over soon."

"Ah, then why didn't you wake me up earlier..."

Lin Lu hurriedly looked for political books from the drawer, but he couldn't find them after searching several times.

"If you're sleepy, just sleep a little longer. With me here, are you afraid of what the teacher will say to you?"

Jiang Xingran stretched out his hand and rubbed the red mark on her face with his fingers, "Don't move."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Lin Lu stiffened, "Is there something on my face?"

The area where he rubbed it with his fingers was so itchy that she couldn't help but want to laugh.

But now in class, laughing out loud will definitely attract the attention of the teacher and other students.

Just hold it in.

Jiang Xingran looked at her pursed lips and tried to hold back a smile, and thought she was really cute.

"Laugh if you want to, why are you holding back?"

Lin Lu decided that he still had to remind him.

He came closer to him and said in a very low voice:

"Jiang Xingran, we are in class now, can you be more serious?"

"Isn't this serious? Then there is something even more serious. Do you want to listen?" Jiang Xingran raised his eyebrows with a very evil smile on his lips.

"What?"

"Can I kiss you?" He looked at her seriously.

Lin Lu: "..."

Well, it seems she'd better not talk to Jiang Xingran.

Also, how long does he plan to rub her face?

"Jiang Xingran, you..."

"My face is scarred by sleep, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

It just seems a little numb...

She turned her head away in embarrassment, covering her cheeks with her hands, thinking about the political book she had just not found in the drawer, and said distressedly:

"Jiang Xingran, have you seen my political book? It seems that I left my book at home."

"Oh, there's no need to look for it, your book is with me."

Jiang Xingran tapped the table a few times, motioning for her to look over.

It turns out that she just went through the drawer several times looking for books. I understand.

"You, why don't you use your own book..."

Lin Lu sat up straight, wanting to punch him twice.

Why didn't he tell her earlier that the book was at his place when she was looking for it?

"I seem to be someone who can listen to lectures? I don't know where I learned it, so of course I will use yours."

What Jiang Xingran said was very natural.

He stuffed all the books on the table into the drawer, then pushed her book into the middle, "I took the notes, let's read them together."

"Oh well."

Lin Lu dragged the chair over and sat down.

Since he said so, is it possible that she can still refuse?

only……

"Jiang Xingran."

Lin Lu squinted and carefully discerned his written notes for a long time, but he didn't see what the words spelled out, "I, I can't understand what you wrote."

"Then...shall I read it to you?"

"?"

Does he think this is a bedtime story?

besides……

Lin Lu and the politics teacher looked at each other and wished they could cover Jiang Xingran's mouth immediately.

"Read it after class. Let's read it after class. The teacher is here."

"Oh, okay."

Jiang Xingran finally calmed down, and Lin Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

Picking up the pen and writing down his notes, he followed what the politics teacher wrote on the blackboard to revise the part he remembered.

But, could he stop staring at me with that straight look?

The red marks on my face disappeared, but my face became redder and redder.

Finally, when his cheeks were burning as if he had a fever, Lin Lu couldn't help but speak.

"Jiang Xingran, can you read the book instead of looking at my face? The words are in the book, not on my face."

"Oh." Jiang Xingran smiled, still looking at her face in his own way.

"you……"

Lin Lu took a deep breath and turned to look at him.

She originally wanted to tell him to be quiet and study hard with her eyes, but she didn't expect that his eyes were too direct. She looked at him for a while and turned her head back.

Jiang Xingran held his head, thinking it was really interesting to tease her and watch her blush.

At least it's more interesting than playing games day after day in front of a cold computer screen.

Moreover, he has become increasingly adept at "bullying" her.

"My little roommate, you were drooling just now when you were sleeping."
To be continued...