[A sensitive and kind-hearted man who hates people in the world × a cold, stoic, gentle and contrasting boss]
Lightning protection: [Shuangjie] [Pure Love] [Male-Male]
[be But they only love each other and there is no misunderstanding]
"I heard that a junior third child is going to be transferred to our class. Hey, it seems to be him!"
"Shh, keep your voice down"
Xu Yan glared at them, and just as he started to argue, the teacher entered the class. Forget it, it would be easier for them later.
Xu Yan consciously went to the last row and sat down. Meng Hui (meaning Bai Zhi) who was sleeping on the table next to him noticed something moving. He half-closed his eyes and looked at Xu Yan. He lazily put his hand into Xu Yan's desk pocket, took out the garbage inside and threw it to the ground.
I checked my eyes, don't mess with me
But one day Xu Yan discovered that his deskmate who was not easy to mess with was playing Ultraman... What the hell? Ultraman? A 16-year-old 187-year-old guy is playing with... Light? !
Meng Hui, who believed in light, immediately blushed when she saw Xu Yan.
It seems that this deskmate is not very difficult to mess with.
Intention: The world buries them in the soil, and they let their snow-white ashes fall from the sky to vindicate themselves.