Yan Qingyi, recognized as a cold and relegated immortal by the Department of Archeology of Jiangxi University, soaks wolfberry in a thermos cup every day, looking dignified as if he had stepped out of an ancient painting. But no one knows that she is a serious face control and "lecherous bitch", and her heart goes crazy and overdrive every day.
Until she met the legendary academic god Bo Mingji in her junior year of physics.
At the opening ceremony, Yan Qingyi nodded slightly and said, "Hello, Senior Bo."
But in my heart, I was screaming like a prairie dog: "Ah, ah, this jawline is clearer than my life plan! The outline of my chest muscles under this white shirt, isn't this my perfect electronic pickle? I want to stick it on and feel sour!"
I thought it was well hidden, but I didn't know that Bo Mingji had acquired the "mind-reading ability" by accident.
Since then, the painting style of Qing Leng Xue Shen has changed dramatically.
In the library, he deliberately rolled up his sleeves to reveal his veiny forearms; on the basketball court, he pretended to casually lift up his jersey to wipe sweat, revealing his neat eight-pack abs; even in the study room where no one was around, he forced her into a corner and said in a low voice: "Classmate Yan, tears are streaming from the corners of your mouth. Do you need me to let you touch her?"
Yan Qingyi (covering her waistcoat tightly): "Senior, I don't understand what you are talking about!"
Bo Mingji (chuckles): "Then who just called me a polite scum in your heart?"
