After class, Ye Ziqing simply tidied up her desk, and then went to the class teacher's office to ask her to adjust her seat.
Speaking of which, this class teacher is really inefficient. Didn't he say that he would help me adjust my position after the first class? But until now, he has not helped me adjust my position.
Ye Ziqing thought sadly in her heart, then stood up and prepared to go to the office.
But at this time, the "dead pig" Han Yixuan who had been sleeping next to her suddenly grabbed her arm.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Ye Ziqing shook him off, so she could only yell at him in a low voice.
Han Yixuan, what the hell is wrong with him? Why did he suddenly pull my arm?
Just when Ye Ziqing was wondering in her heart, Han Yixuan suddenly raised his head and rubbed his eyes with his other hand.
"I slept so soundly this time!" Han Yixuan said as if no one else was around, but his hand was still holding Ye Ziqing's arm tightly.
Sleep, sleep, sleep! Just know how to sleep!
Why don't I put you to sleep?
Ye Ziqing first glared at Han Yixuan with dissatisfaction, and then said angrily: "Hey, could you please let go of my arm?"
Hearing what Ye Ziqing said, Han Yixuan seemed a little surprised, so he looked at Ye Ziqing with a blank expression.
"When did I grab your arm?" He winked at Ye Ziqing in a cute way, pretending to look innocent.
"Pretend, you can really pretend! If your arms are on you, you won't feel if they are being scratched!" Ye Ziqing curled her lips, speechless written all over her face.
"Haha... I really don't feel anything." He smiled ambiguously at Ye Ziqing, and the cheeky smile on the corner of his mouth began to widen.
"Then you can finally let go now, right?" Ye Ziqing patiently asked him one last time.
"So sleepy~ I have to sleep for a while, don't disturb me!" Han Yixuan said, yawned, and then lay down on his table.
But his hand was still holding Ye Ziqing's arm tightly, with no intention of letting go.