Chapter 199 If You Don’t Write, I Will Lick Your Hand
Chapter 199 If You Don’t Write, I Will Lick Your Hand
Hearing the noise beside her, Bai Qingxia tucked the hair on the right side of her forehead behind her ear and looked to Lu Yuanqiu on the right.
The young man with a crew cut pressed the cap of his pen down with a "click" and lowered his head to write on the green sticky note.
Bai Qingxia knew that Lu Yuanqiu was also writing a wish note to hang on the Christmas tree.
When she came to school today, she found that many students ran to the Christmas tree between the teaching buildings and stuck the prepared stickers on the branches or tied them to the branches with ropes.
There was even a triangular ladder prepared next to the Christmas tree, but although there was a place for sticking things on the lower edge of the tree, many students still climbed up the ladder and hung their wishes on the top of the tree.
Is it that the higher you hang it, the greater the hope of its realization? Or is it that the higher you hang it, the more weight the ideal described on paper has?
Bai Qingxia didn't understand and didn't like to participate in such activities.
The girl with a ponytail has made wishes many times late at night or in dark corners, big and small, but almost none of them have come true.
So for this kind of activity, she is only suitable to be a bystander.
【College entrance exam takes off, get into a good university】
Looking at the words he wrote on the sticky note, Lu Yuanqiu frowned slightly, and suddenly felt that this kind of wish was not suitable to be placed on the Christmas tree, it was too boring.
He crumpled up the sticky note and threw it into the trash can at the back.
Since the director...oh no, since Santa Claus might pick a wish and put it in a sock and stuff it with a gift, why not write down what you want? Maybe Santa Claus will choose it?
Hey.
Alas... I am so childish. After Lu Yuanqiu laughed in his heart, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.
But if you don’t act childish now while you still have time, when you grow up, you will only have the chance to act childish when facing people close to you… Lu Yuanqiu took a deep breath as if with emotion.
He was just about to poke the back of the person in front of him to ask for another piece of paper when his peripheral vision suddenly caught his eye.
Lu Yuanqiu turned his head and found that Bai Qingxia's beautiful eyes were staring at this side blankly, but when she saw Lu Yuanqiu looking at her, she turned her head back silently.
"Do you want to write one?" Lu Yuanqiu asked.
The girl looked at her textbook and shook her head slightly in response.
Lu Yuanqiu frowned, hit her on the arm, and ordered: "Write!"
Bai Qingxia put her arms back and protested reluctantly: "I don't want to write... and I don't know what to write."
"Then just think about it slowly. The tree won't run away. What the Christmas tree needs most is a pretty girl to water it with dreams~"
Lu Yuanqiu shook his head and teased her.
Bai Qingxia's earlobes turned red as expected. Seeing her earlobes turn red, Lu Yuanqiu pinched them. He had long been curious about what it felt like to pinch this little thing that liked to "change color".
Soft and warm... Bai Qingxia immediately pushed his hand away, covered her ears, and retorted to the boy unhappily again: "The tree is fake and does not need watering."
"You... you are so young, but you don't have any romanticism at all. Your ideas are even more old-fashioned than my second master's." Lu Yuanqiu complained, then poked the table in front of him.
The person at the table in front was about to tear off a sticky note and give it to him, but Lu Yuanqiu snatched it away, tore off half of it, and gave the remaining half back to her.
The girl at the front desk took the remaining half, looked down at the sticky note with a gloomy look, and then looked up at him.
Lu Yuanqiu: "Why are you so stingy?"
After he finished speaking, he tore off another half and threw it to Bai Qingxia, and ordered, "Write."
"Do not write."
After Bai Qingxia finished speaking, she took the small piece of sticky note and prepared to return it to the person at the table in front of her, but Lu Yuanqiu grabbed her wrist.
"You won't write? If you don't write, I'll lick your hand."
He lowered his head and moved his tongue slightly closer to her slender white hand.
Bai Qingxia quickly shrank her hands and clenched her fists. Unable to bear it any longer, she threw the sticky note into her desk hole, pushed the desk to the right, and then pulled it to the left, leaving a "friendship split" canyon between the two desks. "Stay away from me."
"You won't be happy if I really stay away from you."
Lu Yuanqiu deliberately quarreled with her and used his own table to push her table against the wall, making her unable to move.
As expected, Bai Qingxia couldn't move her desk, so she looked up and glared at him. Lu Yuanqiu moved his mouth in a mean way, showing her an orangutan face, deliberately trying to make her angry.
The girl suddenly looked aggrieved and helpless, which made Lu Yuanqiu want to stop laughing.
"Okay, okay, I won't joke with you anymore. I won't lick your hand. Am I that perverted?"
"Have."
Bai Qingxia clenched her snow-white fingers on her legs and responded without thinking.
"Heh." Lu Yuanqiu's brain froze for about ten seconds. After thinking for a long time, he still didn't know how to refute.
Because there seem to be many reasons and evidences that can prove that he is a pervert, but he can't think of any evidence to prove that he is not a pervert.
Damn, how can I prove that I am a normal person?
Lu Yuanqiu sat down while thinking. He took out a sticky note and prepared to start writing, but hesitated when he started to write.
Because he doesn't seem to know what he wants.
When the get out of class was over, Lu Yuanqiu stood quietly behind Zhong Jincheng.
Zhong Jincheng is writing on a sticky note:
[I hope Santa Claus can give me a pair of stockings worn by a sexy beauty, preferably black, and must be original and unwashed.]
[Signed: Gao Qiang, Class 28, Grade ]
Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help but praise: "You are really good at shifting the blame!"
"Fuck! When did you stand behind me?!"
Zhong Jincheng turned his head and leaned back against the table as if he had done something wrong, he was so scared that he almost peed himself.
Lu Yuanqiu ignored him and instead hesitated and paced back and forth in the back of the classroom: "What exactly do I want?"
……
12 month 3 day.
The first class in the morning is Chinese.
Bai Qingxia was very nervous because Lu Yuanqiu was going to give a speech in this class, but seeing the young man sitting in his seat and reciting classical Chinese without a care in the world, Bai Qingxia was very confused.
Shouldn't you take this time to look over your speech and practice it?
Wait...it seemed like she hadn't seen where Lu Yuanqiu's speech was from the beginning.
Why...he can stand so calmly and composedly in a public place and do things that attract everyone's attention.
Bai Qingxia looked at Lu Yuanqiu with envy.
"...Alas, it is so high and dangerous! The road to Shu is harder than climbing to the sky...I say, why are you staring at me?" Lu Yuanqiu closed the book and turned to look at Bai Qingxia in unbearable manner.
“No.” The girl turned her head back and quietly recited a classical Chinese article: “Seeing off guests at the Xunyang River at night, maple leaves and reeds rustle in the autumn…”
Lu Yuanqiu glanced at her for a few seconds and continued to recite classical Chinese. His loud voice was lost in the sound of morning reading.
The first class bell rang, and Liu Wei came in holding an exercise book. She placed the things in her arms on the podium and knocked on the table: "Lu Yuanqiu, go to the stage and give a speech."
(End of this chapter)