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The first period is over, Mojue City is not there.
He never came back for the next three classes in the afternoon.
Until the school bell rang, Mo Juecheng still did not come back.
On his desk, the book used in the first class was spread out.
The school bag is also in the drawer.
The pen he usually uses is slanted on the open page.
After Qian Mingming and Lin Shen said hello, they left with other friends.
Soon there was only Lin Shen left in the classroom, and Su Tiantian who was slowly packing his schoolbags.
Just when Lin Shen was undecided whether or not to keep waiting.
Su Tiantian, who had packed her schoolbag, walked to him quickly.
"Lin Shen." Su Tiantian called to him, "Are you waiting for Mo Juecheng?"
Lin Shen: "..."
This question is a bit difficult to answer.
He was just a little worried, so he left, and Mo Juecheng's schoolbag was thrown in the classroom like this, what if it was lost.
"The teacher from the school's academic affairs office asked me about the art competition at noon. When I came back, the first class was almost over. I just saw Mo Juecheng and two men in black suits walking down the teaching building together." Su Tiantian said.
"Ok?"
"But they should have no ill will towards Mo Juecheng." Su Tiantian quickly said again: "They walked behind him, and they looked very polite."
Lin Shen nodded.
"Don't worry." Su Tiantian smiled sweetly at him.
"That's right." She took out a paper bag from her schoolbag. "This is a cookie I made myself. Thank you for your sample set. I did a lot better on this exam than the last one."
Su Tiantian said with a little embarrassment: "Although I may still study art, I now feel that I can work hard and go to a better school. Thank you!"
"You're welcome, I didn't help much either." Lin Shen took the paper bag.
"I'm leaving now, and you should go home early." Su Tiantian waved at Lin Shen, "Bye."
After she finished speaking, she quickly left the classroom.
At this time, Lin Shen was the only one left in the classroom.
He looked back at Mo Juecheng's table.
Wait ten more minutes.
If he doesn't come back within ten minutes, he will leave it alone.
Lin Shen made up his mind.
He sat quietly in his position for a while, a little bored and opened the paper bag Su Tiantian had given him.
Sweet little girl, even the cookies are made into very sweet and lovely clouds.
Lin Shen took a piece and tasted it.
Well, it's a bit too sweet.
He doesn't like sweets at all.
If you have to compare, he still thinks that Mo Juecheng last time...
Before Lin Shennian could finish his turn, there was a rush of footsteps at the door.
He looked up and saw the boy who made cookies by himself last time.
Standing at the door of the classroom.
Mo Juecheng apparently ran up.
His breath is a bit short, and his handsome face has a healthy redness after exercise.
Mo Juecheng felt relieved when he saw Lin Shen in the empty classroom.
Then his gaze slowly fell on Lin Shen's hand.
"Hey!" Mo Juecheng took a breath, and then said without rush: "What are you holding in your hand?"
"Cookies made by Su Tiantian." Lin Shen said.
"Oh." Mo Juecheng nodded.
As he spoke, he strode to Lin Shen's side.
In Lin Shen's hand, there was a half cookie that he had bitten in half.
Mo Juecheng supported his desk with one hand and suddenly leaned toward Lin Shen.
He moved too fast, before Lin Shen had time to react, he saw Mo Juecheng's face magnified in front of him.
The boy had just exercised and got close, Lin Shen could even feel the heat emanating from the opponent.
There is also the breath of Mo Juecheng reaching out, refreshing, with a little sweaty hormone.
Just like that, he rushed at him unscrupulously.
Lin Shen's heart "thumped" so fast.
However, in the next second, Mo Juecheng just grabbed the half of the cookie left in his hand.
He straightened up quickly, chewing and chewing blankly.
Then he curled his lips: "Too sweet, too much butter and a little greasy. The heat is too high and it is burnt. Tsk..."
Mo Juecheng criticized Su Tiantian's cookies while looking down at Lin Shen.
"What's your face?" He suddenly laughed playfully, "What? Did you think I was going to kiss you just now?"
Lin Shen: "!!!"
"Who...who would think so?!" He quickly denied.
Well, he really thought that.
But can you blame him? !
Mo Juecheng's actions just now were so ambiguous, he thought...
Mo Juecheng's right hand is still resting on Lin Shen's table.
As soon as his voice fell, he leaned over againβ
The warm thin lips still carry the sweet fragrance of cookies.
It just fell on Lin Shen's lips.