Yingjiao sighed deeply: "My mother taught me not to lie since I was a child. I didn't expect that no one would believe me if I told the truth these days."

He spread his hands helplessly and put his right hand on Jing Ci's shoulder. "I like him very much. Really, he looks very much like me."

Teacher Liu was holding back his anger: "How do you two look alike?"

He was about to say that Jing Ci had been working hard to make progress recently, which was completely different from him.

Just listen to Yingjiao say: "They are all very handsome."

Teacher Liu:"……"

Teacher Liu couldn't bear it anymore and sent the two of them to the corridor together in a rage.

Jing Ci was forced to stand for the first time, and he couldn't react for a moment. Ying Jiao pulled him, and he just walked out of the classroom in a daze.

Teacher Liu looked at the two of them with a sneer: "Don't you two have a good relationship? Aren't you being funny in class? Okay, you two just stand holding hands for me! Don't let go after class!"

Jing Ci's face immediately turned red.

Forget about being punished by standing still, why do we still need to hold hands?

Just when he was about to protest to Teacher Liu, Yingjiao quickly took his hand and held it very naturally. Then he turned around and thanked Teacher Liu sincerely: "Thank you, teacher, for understanding us."

He now really wants to order a song "Chengquan" for Teacher Liu.

Teacher Liu was so angry that he walked into the classroom without looking back and slammed the door.

"Why are you so angry?" Yingjiao turned around with a smile, saw Jing Ci frowning, and said dumbly: "Are you angry? Isn't this for your own good?"

Yingjiao raised the hands that the two of them were holding, and motioned Jing Ji to look down with his eyes: "Look at how your fingers are pressed. Okay, don't be angry, otherwise brother..."

"I'm not angry," Jing Ci interrupted him. He didn't know that Yingjiao was doing it for his own good, but——

He looked at Yingjiao, frowned and said: "I missed a class in mathematics, can you understand it in the next class? Otherwise, I will teach you again when I get back? Guess when you have time..."

Yingjiao looked at the faint worry on his face, and suddenly felt as if something had fiddled with him.

"Okay, I'm fine." The corners of his lips curled up slightly and his voice was soft: "Little classmate, don't think too much. Listen to the teacher first and hold my hand."

With that said, he let go of Jing Ci, stretched out his hand to him, and motioned for him to hold him first.

Jing Ci's eyes paused, and his ears turned slightly red.

Yingjiao lowered his eyes and chuckled: "What? Now you don't even listen to the teacher?"

Jing Ci lowered his eyes and trembled his eyelashes: "No."

Yingjiao lowered her voice and leaned into his ear: "Do you want to hold me back?"

Jing Ci was silent.

After a long while, he finally nodded slightly.
Chapter completed!