She could distinctively make out a red mark on his chin.
An Xiaxia was dumbfounded. She asked gingerly, "Did I do that?"
Sheng Yize snorted like a tsundere, still languidly making notes.
What a little dummy! Apart from her, who else would be able to get close enough to hit him?
"Ahem! Pay attention, please! Coming up is an important concept!" Bai Ziyue rapped the blackboard, finding the young couple down there a pain in the neck.
They had just played at being lovey-dovey in front of her, their teacher… sigh.
An Xiaxia sat up in a hurry to make notes, only to find that her book was covered in them.
The smart and vigorous strokes could belong to no one else but Sheng Yize.
"Thank you…" she whispered.
Sheng Yize darted her a glance and smiled a little. "Wipe the saliva off your face first."
An Xiaxia: …!!!
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