Chapter 808 The President Is a Voice Controller! Twenty Two
Then he shifted his gaze casually, and set his gaze on the teacher who was lecturing in front of him. The pen in his hand unconsciously turned around again, "Next Monday afternoon, the social survey organized by the school association, the ministers and deputy ministers will Going, have you received the notice?"
Chu Ci nodded, and then yawned a little again. It could be seen that she was really sleepy after listening to this course.
Qiao Sirui's gaze fell on Chu Ci's face again, and he couldn't help but raised his hand and slapped Chu Ci on the head.
Chu Ci's eyes widened slightly. Looking at the guy in front of her like this, she let out a low cry of pain, and then subconsciously looked in the direction of the podium.
The teacher was still lecturing on it, so she didn't notice this side, and two of her three roommates next to her couldn't hold on and fell asleep in various positions, leaving only Zhang Feiyu who sat on the outermost side and was the easiest to be seen by the teacher Struggling in half-asleep and half-awake.
I just got up from the bed, and I have to take such a course early in the morning. This is not hypnosis, what is it?
The corners of Chu Ci's lips twitched slightly, and then he raised his hand to poke the arm of the guy who had just flicked his head with some dissatisfaction.
This guy looks extremely tall, although there is a kind of fierceness all over his body, but this kind of fierceness is more like the young master of your family, the flamboyant and wildness of a young master in the capital, rather than the kind full of hormones.
But when you really poke it, you can clearly feel the tangled muscles of this man under the clothes, which are hard, not at all like the image of the white and clean young master from the outside, this is probably a punch that can knock people down degree.
"Poke what?" Qiao Sirui had already withdrawn his hand, this master who had finally changed his mind after going to university and was more serious about courses and other things casually threw the black carbon pen aside, Probably because he thought it was a waste of time to memorize these things, so he just leaned back on the chair, raised his brows and lowered his eyes, watching Chu Ci's white and tender little fingers poking his arm.
"Didn't it be agreed that a gentleman will use his mouth and not his hands?" The little girl seemed depressed after being bounced, and poked his arm sullenly and said so.
Qiao Sirui chuckled lightly, and didn't comment on it. Seeing that the surroundings were indeed asleep and no one was paying attention, he reached out to hold the little girl's little paw and put it aside.
The touch in the palm of his hand is warm and soft, as delicate as a piece of top-quality jade collected by his grandfather who likes to collect antiques. It feels so good to the touch that it makes people almost reluctant to let go.
Qiao Sirui withdrew his hand, held it empty, and grabbed it a few more times in a place where no one else could see.
At the same time, don't forget to speak.
"Listen to the class carefully."
Chu Ci pursed the corners of her lips, turned her eyes away, and looked at the hypnotic screen.
On the other hand, Qiao Sirui picked up the carbon pen that he had thrown aside, listed complex formulas in the notebook according to his memory, and calculated the extremely complicated things bit by bit with the questions he had written down before. After a few glances, I didn't care too much.
Qiao Sirui counted with his eyes downcast, sniffing the faint scent of cream and milk mixed from Chu Ci's body next to him, he was in a surprisingly good mood, and the sharpness in his eyes usually faded a bit.
A strand of slightly long hair in front slipped down, covering a little bit of sight, and Qiao Sirui subconsciously raised his hand to push that strand of hair aside.