What Bad Intentions Can the Class Monitor Have [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 42 Tail Vertebra

    "Are you looking for Ji Zhun?" Cheng Zui's calm voice came from the phone.

    "Yeah." Tan Jingyang replied heavily, "He can't go home after drinking too much, and I don't feel at ease leaving him outside."

    Cheng Zui was silent for a while, and then said softly: "Okay, I see."

    Just when Tan Jingyang was about to hang up the phone, Cheng Zui suddenly shouted again: "Brother Yang!" He paused, then sighed, "You know what I want to say." Tan Jingyang's deep eyes darkened

    again In the dark, he turned his head to look at Jizhun under the tree.

    "Well, I know how to measure." He responded lightly.

    The two of them looked for several hotels in succession, but probably because of the weekend, both high-end and ordinary hotels were already fully booked.

    Finally, we found a home in a relatively remote alley, and there was only one big bed room left.

    "That's it." Ji Zhun tiredly handed his ID card to the front desk.

    The young lady at the front desk took it and looked at Tan Jingyang next to him: "You have to show yours too." "

    Oh, he doesn't..." Before Ji Zhun could finish his words, he saw that Tan Jingyang had already pulled out his ID card. Passed it over. He looked at Tan Jingyang in surprise.

    "I don't trust you like this." Tan Jingyang didn't even look at Ji Zhun. He waited until the front desk finished registering and took the room card, and then said, "Let's go." Ji Zhun stood there for a long time without moving, using only the

    remaining The few brains have enough capacity to think about what Tan Jingyang wants to do? He was afraid of avoiding him before, but now he actually said that he wanted to stay and take care of him? A lonely man and two men share a room with only one bed. No matter what he thinks...the

    elevator dings. Tan Jingyang presses the door button and turns to Ji Zhun and says: "Go upstairs." Ji Zhun takes it back with a sigh of relief

    . Without thinking, he still followed Tan Jingyang into the elevator.

    After seeing them leaving, the lady at the front desk immediately took out her mobile phone and sent a row of "!!!!!!" in a group called "Crazy!"

    The elevator rose slowly, and the feeling of weightlessness made Ji Zhun feel dizzy again.

    In the cramped space, Tan Jingyang's brandy scent mixed with the smell of alcohol inevitably lingered in his nose. Ji Zhun touched his nose and moved to the side.

    Tan Jingyang seemed to be staring at the changing number of floors the whole time, but in fact he had a panoramic view of Ji Zhun's subtle movements, and he frowned slightly.

    "Actually, I'm fine." Jizhun said with half-lowered eyes.

    "You don't mind?"

    "Huh?" Ji Zhun subconsciously looked up at Tan Jingyang and met his dark eyes. For a moment, I felt that those eyes were like whirlpools, and they would be sucked into the depths if they were not careful.

    "Or are you scared?" Tan Jingyang curled his lower lip, stared at Jizhun and asked softly, "Huh?"

    "Oh, I'm afraid what are you doing." Ji Zhun smiled, but still turned his gaze away.

    For the first time, he felt that Tan Jingyang's slightly taller height than himself would be so oppressive in this narrow environment.

    The two walked to the door of the room, and Tan Jingyang swiped the door open with the room card, and inserted it into the electric tank.