Seeing Qin Siting sit down, Shi Niange turned to look at him, using her eyes to trace his handsome features. She said, "Will the new semester teachers rearrange the seats? I don't really want to change seats. Can we not change seats?"
Qin Siting raised his brows slightly and turned to look at her.
Shi Niange smiled at him. "Can I? Can I not change seats?"
He did not answer, but his gaze that seemed to have seen through her made her feel strangely ashamed. However, she did not want to retreat. Her heart was burning hot, but she maintained her composure.
Regarding the change of seats, it was true. She had heard that their class would change seats once every semester. However, Qin Siting had always been sitting here. Even if others changed seats, he would still be alone. Firstly, he did not like to sit with others. Secondly, no one dared to sit by his side and be frozen by an ice mountain all day long.
