I picked up my bag directly, stretched my waist in place, and cheered.
"Zi Yuan, do you have any arrangements today?"
Although I think she will most likely be immersed in the ocean of learning, she is my important childhood sweetheart and needs to be cared for.
She stood up from her seat with a rare look on her backpack and gave me dissatisfied eyes.
"A Yu, you are really indifferent to me. Don''t I go to the tennis department to practice on Monday?"
"Uh... I''m sorry."
I immediately remembered this and then started nodding and apologizing.
Fortunately, my childhood sweetheart didn''t plan to clean up me seriously on this matter. Zi Yuan just narrowed her beautiful eyebrows and smiled at me.
"Anyway, I will continue to work hard during this period, so I will neglect you first~"
"Okay, no problem."
I thought to myself, you are so neglected. If you hadn''t given me a chance to breathe, it would have caused a tragedy last week.
After Zi Yuan left, I also began to slowly walk towards Jasmine''s classroom.
By the way, last week was really amazing. Anyway, Sydney and I were inexplicably misunderstood by Jasmine. Although I don’t deny that there are indeed many suspicious things and have wandered on the verge of danger, I magically controlled the magic grab on my junior sister and calmed down the rampage of Jasmine.
In short, now she and I have returned to a "normal" relationship.
When I thought of this, I felt much more relaxed, and even cheered for the show tonight.
Because I made a tough reservation for Jasmine today, and asked her to accompany me to a nearby Hong Kong-style tea restaurant to try something fresh, and to do it in it to sexually harass her.
When I walked to the door of her class, it seemed that their efficiency was lower than my class, because the bell for school had already ringed, but they had not finished the class meeting yet. However, from the neat blackboard writing on the blackboard, I could see that they were also promoting the same message as my class, which was to introduce the sports meeting and recruit athletes.
Since I had to wait for her, I simply leaned on the railing of the corridor, stared at it boredly, and searched for my girlfriend.
Her class didn''t seem to have changed seats for a long time, so I easily found Jasmine sitting in the front row.
She was wearing school uniforms as well as ordinary students, with her hands on the table, her thick and slender legs were gracefully placed together, her long black hair almost drooped around her waist, and a few strands of hair covered her beautiful and youthful face.
Ah, she didn''t seem to be listening, not knowing what she was thinking about.
After carefully examining Jasmine''s expression when she was in a daze, I also began to be fascinated.
At this moment, Jasmine was like a tree in the classroom that was indifferent to the world, staring blankly as she was holding her head with her hands. Her long eyelashes occasionally shaking showed that she was a lively person, because her delicate face felt **** and melancholy, and I couldn''t help but feel that she was more feminine than usual.
but…
I''m sorry, her male deskmate is peeking at her.
Because they are all men, I can be said to be both understanding and alert to my kind.
Although men are not a creature that completely uses their lower body to think, adolescent men tend to think with their lower body. For example, when I walk on the street, I always subconsciously sweep my face from my feet to my feet, and then freeze back and forth on their chests or thighs. This is the instinct of men.
And Jasmine''s deskmate is obviously a typical boy in my impression. Although he held his glasses with his hands and pretended to listen carefully, he actually cleverly used his arms to cover it and then peeked at my girlfriend''s breasts.
Although Jasmine''s buttons were already buttoned, her **** were full and tall, and her slender waist, which was not full, further highlighted the attractive proportions, allowing her uniform to be held high, and it seemed that she could see the spring through the gaps in the buttons.
Fuck, no, that four-eyed boy will kill me!