Wen Qing quickly stepped back, avoiding Jiang Yan's fingers.

He subconsciously licked his lips, a touch of warmth on his cheeks.

Is it that obvious? !

Wen Qing pursed her lips, embarrassed to say that she was kissed by Song Xuanqiang, and after a while, she said slowly, "No, no one."

Jiang Yan chuckled lightly, looking at Wen Qing's rosy lips, it's not hard to imagine what he has experienced.

"Little liar."

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled, and the warmth on her face became stronger.

He didn't dare to look directly at Jiang Yan, and hesitantly said, "I gnawed it myself, you, don't ask."

"I ate it myself." Jiang Yan asked with a smile in his eyes, "So greedy?"

He walked up to Wen Qing, leaned over slightly, and pouted, "You can come and eat me."

"..."

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then refused with a blushing face: "Don't bother."

"I'll just eat my own."

Jiang Yan laughed, his eyes narrowed with joy.

He laughed non-stop, and several classmates sitting at the door couldn't help but look over.

Wen Qing glanced at them and whispered to Jiang Yan, "Let's talk in another place."

Jiang Yan responded, raised his foot and walked to the left.

As he walked, he said with a smile, "Then I'll keep it for you."

"When you're not too troublesome in the future, come and eat me again."

Wen Qing: "..."

Going to the end of the corridor at the other end, leaning against the stairs at the end, there is no classroom, just a narrow dead space, just enough to accommodate two people.

Jiang Yan rested one hand on the guardrail, pressed his chin, and turned his head to look at Wen Qing.

Wen Qing lowered the volume and told Jiang Yan everything that happened in the morning, Chen Jing's book, and last night when he saw the monitor reading a religious book.

After listening, Jiang Yan's eyes were slightly startled, and he asked with a half-smile, "You trust me so much?"

Wen nodded lightly.

Jiang Yan laughed again and asked slowly, "What if I'm a bad guy?"

Wen Qing thought for a while and said calmly, "Then you succeeded in disguising."

Jiang Yan laughed until he leaned back and forth and rubbed his fingertips. After a while, he couldn't help pinching Wen Qing's face: "What should I do, I'm so moved."

"I want to promise myself."

""

Wen gently pushed his hand away: "No need."

"You, you can stop teasing me like this."

Then he would be thankful.

Wen Qing really has nothing to do with girls like Jiang Yan. He misses Li Ran and Li Jingjing very much now.

Jiang Yan blinked and said to Wen Qing, "I was briefly deaf just now, what are you talking about?"

Wen Qing was silent.

He should go back to the classroom.

Seemingly seeing Wen Qing's psychological thoughts, Jiang Yan said in a rare and serious manner: "Thank you Mengmeng, I will pay attention to them."

"I won't let those bad guys find a chance to bully me."

Wen raised his head slightly, looking at Jiang Yan's exceptional height, thinking to himself, in fact, he wasn't worried about Jiang Yan being bullied, he just gave Jiang Yan clues and hoped to do advanced tasks together.

After hesitating for a while, Wen Qing asked, "Do you have any thoughts on the advanced tasks?"

Jiang Yan blinked and replied, "Yes."

"It must be difficult, let's just do a simple main quest, otherwise the payment will not be proportional to the reward."

Wen Qing was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Yan tapped lightly on the guardrail with his fingers and asked slowly, "What's the last sentence after finding out why a class of students got better grades?"

"Successfully left the copy." After speaking, Wen Qing's face changed slightly.

"Find out the reason why a class of students got better grades and successfully leave the dungeon," Jiang Yan repeated the complete advanced task and continued, "Even if we know the reason, there will still be something, a ghost, a certain Personal or something is preventing us from leaving."

Jiang Yan couldn't help but took out the cigarette, put it in his mouth, glanced at Wen Qing, and reminded: "Although it's just a strange copy, it may be more difficult than a normal god-level copy."

Wen Qing lowered his eyes, he did ignore the second half of the advanced task.

stop them from leaving...

Weird copy...

The students are afraid of the monitor, the monitor's religious book...

Wen Qing became more and more suspicious of the squad leader, and asked in a low voice, "Could it be the squad leader?"

Jiang Yan responded, "It's possible."

"He is too abrupt in the first class," he paused and continued, "a fool would doubt him, there must be something wrong."

Wen Qing lowered his head and thought.

Just thinking about it, suddenly there is a cigarette.

"Do you smoke?" Jiang Yan asked.

Wen Qing shook his head: "No smoking."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and raised his chin slightly: "Then you can go back to the classroom."

"Sister wants to smoke a cigarette."

After he finished speaking, he took out his lighter, lit it skillfully, smoked, and exhaled smoke rings, all in one go.

Jiang Yan held the cigarette in his left hand, his index finger was slightly a little, and the ashes of the sparks fell down.

Wen Qing's gaze involuntarily fell on Jiang Yan's hand, with well-defined joints and slender fingers.

Nice hands, but no manicures.

It is somewhat inconsistent with Jiang Yan's gorgeous appearance.

And this hand seems to be a bit big?

Wen Qing couldn't help but glanced at her hand, and silently removed the word "like" in her heart.

Jiang Yan's hand is really big, a circle bigger than his hand.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan asked with a smile, "What happened to my hand?"

Wen Qing blurted out: "Big."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it better to be bigger?"

Wen Qing hurriedly said, "I'm sorry I'm not"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yan smiled and said the second half of the sentence: "You can hold it."

Can you hold it bigger?

Wen Qing was stunned for a while, and it took a while to realize what Jiang Yan was talking about, and what did he mean by something he could hold.

He blushed slightly and stammered, "I, I'm going back to the classroom first!"

"You smoke slowly."

Jiang Yanxiao looked at his back, exhaled a ring of smoke, and whistled: "Sister is very good at craftsmanship..."

Wen Qing quickened her pace and walked into the classroom without looking back.

Jiang Yan retracted his gaze and said with a low smile, "Sister has been self-reliant for many years."

…………

The moment Wen Qing returned to the classroom, the class bell rang, and a class of students turned into ruthless learning machines again.

As in the first Chinese class, the teacher spoke in a perfunctory manner, and the students did not lift their heads and studied on their own.

The whole morning class was like this. The class turned into a self-study class. There was even a class where the teacher let everyone study by themselves as soon as they came in.

Wen lightly looked at the students for a while, then turned to look at Zhang Yang's seat.

Wen Qing hadn't seen Zhang Yang since they separated in the storage room before self-study.

What clues did you find? Is something wrong?

The lunch break at Dezhi High School lasts for two hours, from 11:30 to 1:30 pm. Students can choose to have a lunch break in the classroom or in the dormitory.

After lunch with Jiang Yan in the cafeteria at noon, Wen Qing still did not see Zhang Yang.

Walking out of the cafeteria, Wen Qing said to Jiang Yan, "I'll go back to the dormitory to see if Zhang Yang is here."

"He hasn't been seen all morning, and I'm a little worried."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan stopped, tilted his head to look at Wen Qing, and joked, "You are so fraternity?"

"Every player should be concerned and worried?"

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment: "I made an appointment with him to exchange leads."

Jiang Yan raised his eyebrows and waited for his words.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said slowly, "He's barely a teammate, so I'm a little worried."

"And if something happened to him, it might be our turn next."