Chang Che had no interest in watching a friendly match.
He leaned back slightly, crossed his feet, and sat in a casual posture. He casually took out his mobile phone from his pocket with one hand and looked through the photos on the phone in boredom. Even so, he still had a strong aura about him.
The two sat there quietly, with no intention of talking.
On the other hand, the classmate sitting next to me chatted happily with Qiong Ying.
Chang Che didn't care what they said, he just watched her sleeping on the phone.
While they were talking, he sometimes looked at the cute person on his phone, and sometimes secretly glanced at her profile with his spare eye, comparing them carefully.
As soon as Qiong Ying sat up a little straighter, he raised his phone and silently took pictures of her side face when no one else was paying attention.
He didn't have a detailed count, but there were definitely dozens of photos of her on his phone, all of which he secretly took while she was sleeping in the few days after this encounter.
Chang Che was very quiet. Sitting among a group of students of similar age to him, he could clearly feel the difference.
It was a kind of precipitation baptized by wind and rain.
Even if you ignore him deliberately, you can clearly feel his unassuming yet powerful aura.
To be honest, Chang Che in Qiong Ying's impression did not have such a strong aura.
The person in her mind was still stuck in two years ago. At that time, he was not the arrogant young master he is now, nor was he a person who was feared by others in certain fields and an opponent who could not be underestimated...
At that time, he was sexy but had a slight childishness. Although the eighteen-year-old boy was pulled to practice during the winter and summer vacations, he did not have the precipitation after baptism at that time, and he was not what he is now.
The stock has a strong momentum that cannot be ignored.
This powerful masculine aura wrapped her tightly, it was an indescribable feeling.
"If you're bored, you don't have to sit here with me. You don't have to worry about your business. There will definitely be no accidents when I'm with my classmates."
Qiong Ying was shaken by this breath, and turned her head to talk to him, wanting to send him away, not wanting him to disturb her calm heart.
Chang Che lowered his head domineeringly: "Which of your eyes looks boring to me?"
She felt bored and snorted sarcastically: "I see the word "I'm boring" written all over your body."
Chang Che chuckled, then ignored her and continued to play with his mobile phone.
He was playing a game with great interest. The gameplay of the game was to take off clothes. As long as you input a photo of a beautiful woman into the game software, the software would provide a hundred ways to take off the beautiful woman's clothes. He was having fun playing it.
, even the body reacted.
Alas, the beautiful woman sitting next to him had no idea that she was being lusted after.
Otherwise, we have to fight him tooth and nail.
When he felt guilty, Chang Che couldn't help but secretly take a look at her. Seeing that she didn't notice, he continued to immerse himself in the undressing game, slightly curling the corners of his lips as he took off her clothes over and over again.
Qiongying felt uncomfortable all over for no reason.
She kicked Chang Che's leather shoes and said, "Chang Che."
"Say." Chang Che was playing the game obsessively and responded absently, as low as a whisper.
"I'm thirsty, go buy me a drink." She tried to send him away.
Chang Che stretched out his long legs, put away his mobile phone, and asked casually: "What do you want to drink?"
Qiongying didn't notice that the way he lowered his eyes to look at her, for a moment, there was deep love hidden in his eyes.