Halfway through, someone sat next to me.

Han Yurou didn't pay attention at first and took notes quickly.

Until the man poked her arm with his elbow and asked in a low voice: "What is comparative literature?"

Han Yurou was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and realized that the person sitting next to her was Rong Jincheng.

He sat next to her in a swaggering manner, with his earrings removed and his tattoos washed off. He was fair and clean, and he looked quite the same.

"Don't talk." Han Yurou frowned and lowered her voice to remind him.

"Oh." Rong Jincheng stopped talking. He sat up straight and looked like he was listening carefully. In fact, he didn't understand anything.

It didn't take long for him to start yawning, feeling sleepy, and wanted to open his eyelids, but he couldn't.

Han Yurou was still listening carefully and taking notes.

In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, Rong Jincheng pinched himself and took a book from her table to read.

Han Yurou glared at him and said nothing, so she didn't care.

Rong Jincheng flipped through the pages, French book? Is she going to France?

After flipping through a few pages, I really lost interest, and Rong Jincheng was so sleepy that he took a nap.

He simply lay down on the table and looked sideways at Han Yurou, his eyes blinking and looking harmless. His long eyelashes cut the light and cast a shallow shadow on his eyelids. He just looked at Han Yurou like this.

.

Han Yurou is too serious.

He listened to lectures and took notes with such seriousness that he admired.

Han Yurou noticed that he was looking at her and turned her head.

As soon as she turned her head, Rong Jincheng leaned on the table and smiled at her.

He is younger than her, and he has a fair, baby-like face under his bangs, making him look like a younger brother.

Although he tanned a lot over the summer, it did not affect his appearance at all. One button on the collar of his shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his charming lines.

Natural and pure, harmless to humans and animals.

Han Yurou couldn't help but look at him again.

She almost couldn't connect the man in front of her with the devil from before, but the fact was that he was Rong Jincheng.

Rong Jincheng's smile was even more charming, with white teeth, standard curvature, and shiny eyes, with only Han Yurou's shrunken figure in his pupils.

Seeing her looking at him, he laughed harder and lowered his voice: "Do I look good today?"

He had dressed up specially in the morning.

Han Yurou looked at him with disdain, turned back, and continued to listen.

Throughout the whole process, Rong Jincheng stopped talking.

He knew she wanted to listen and couldn't disturb her.

He was pretty good, he didn't do anything, he kept lying on the table in the same posture, looking at her profile.

She did not wear makeup today and wore a ponytail. She has delicate eyebrows and gentle eyes. The white pearls on her ears are very beautiful, her neck is slender, and her blue short-sleeved shirt is particularly delicate and gentle, like the color of the sky.

She was listening to the lecture and he was looking at her.

Rong Jincheng sighed in his heart, she is really a little fairy.

After about half an hour, the lecture ended.

The students left the classroom one after another, and Han Yurou also began to pack her books.

"What are you doing here?" she asked while packing her things.

"Come to the lecture."

"Then what did you hear?" Han Yurou asked deliberately.

"This old man's name is Smith."

"..."

Rong Jincheng helped her pack her backpack: "Do you want to go to dinner? I'll treat you to dinner."

"I'll just eat something in the cafeteria."

"What about me?"

"what ever."
Chapter completed!