C3 Campus Ten Fingers Interlaced You Know

When Su Muyang walked closer to Luo Yibei, Luo Yibei finally saw clearly the face of the boy who stared at him in the stairway just now.

Although he was a boy, he didn't have the unique aggression of a boy, and his appearance was also delicate and pretty, making it easy for people to have a good impression of him if they saw him.

In particular, his almond eyes were as big and round as those of a fawn. His pupils were inky black, but under the sunlight, they shone with a sapphire blue light.

A boy like him was undoubtedly outstanding.

However, when he looked at her, his eyes were filled with the persistence of some kind of ferocious beast locking onto its prey.

Luo Yibei was a bit confused. After Su Muyang stood still, he was shorter than Luo Yibei by half a head. When Luo Yibei looked up at him, Luo Yibei saw that his eyes were blue.

When Su Muyang noticed Luo Yibei sizing him up, he tried his best to remain calm but his little heart was beating rapidly.

Su Muyang thought to himself: "Why is this handsome guy staring at me?" Love at first sight?

"Come, let's do a simple experiment."

The professor's words pulled the two of them, who were lost in their own thoughts, and the rowdy students in the classroom back into the classroom.

"Everyone, don't make a ruckus. This is very normal. In the future, I will also often invite students to come here. Prepare yourselves mentally …"

A clamor of complaints rose up from the audience, but the professor remained unmoved. He picked up the microphone and signaled for Luo Yibei and Su Muyang to extend his hand.

"You two, come here, hold hands."

Luo Yibei and Su Muyang, who didn't know what the professor was up to, didn't understand. They both stared at the professor.

The professor stared at both of them.

The three of them stared at each other on the podium.

Three seconds later, the professor decided to do it himself, holding the microphone between their hands.

"Student Luo Yibei, raise your left palm up and your right palm down. Student Wu Tie, the palm of your left hand is facing downwards while the palm of your right hand is facing upwards. "

"Come, come, let's put them together."

Su Muyang stared at Luo Yibei and didn't even blink. When the professor pulled his hand and placed it on Luo Yibei's, he was the first to reach out his finger and touch Luo Yibei's palm.

"Student Luo Yibei, the weather is dry. We have to be careful of static electricity."

Then, under Luo Yibei's emotionless gaze that seemed to be looking at a dead man, Su Muyang stuck his hands up.

The moment their palms touched, Su Muyang felt really awkward with a man touching his hand in front of everyone.

The professor looked at all the students in the classroom with warm smiles on their faces, "Do you feel anything?" Student Luo Yibei. "

To be honest, Luo Yibei didn't feel anything other than that Wu Steelhand was too icy cold.

Luo Yibei glanced at the professor. His eyes were filled with annoyance, as if he was silently protesting.

"I don't feel anything."

The professor said, "Aiyo, Luo Yibei! You can't do it!" Look at Su Muyang's eyes! Su Muyang, you too. I don't feel anything and just look into Luo Yibei's eyes. "

Su Muyang: "…" He almost forgot that he came to date Luo Yibei.

"Take a look at it for five seconds and then put your fingers together, you understand? "That's it."

The professor took out his two hands and demonstrated with interlocking fingers. He raised his chin towards Luo Yibei and started counting the seconds.

"One, two, three …"

Luo Yibei braced himself to look directly into Su Muyang's eyes. A pair of clear, amber-like almond eyes seemed to reflect the light in his eyes, like a planet receiving sunlight shining in the night sky.

"Come on, your fingers are interlocked, just like in the TV series."

Su Muyang lowered his head and looked at the two's overlapping hands. He then turned his hand in Luo Yibei's palm, and squeezed his slender fingers into the gaps between his fingers and slowly tightened them.

Luo Yibei gradually frowned. This time, what made him feel uncomfortable was not Su Muyang's hand that was still as cold as before, but the temperature that passed from his hand to Su Muyang's palm that gradually heated up his hand.

The feeling of his palm touching something was accompanied by a strange feeling that gushed out from his heart.

His body felt somewhat numb.

As Su Muyang drew closer, he could clearly feel Luo Yibei's change in mood.

It can't be? Luo Yibei was curved? He thought the difficulty of the mission would be great, but this was just holding hands, and Luo Yibei was already excited?

The professor was still talking, but they could no longer hear him. All they could hear was the other party's breathing, the fingers of his hand slowly heating up.

After returning to his seat, Luo Yibei put both of his hands into the pockets of his jacket, while the fingertips hidden in his clothes fiercely stabbed into his palm. Luo Yibei put both of his hands into the pockets of his jacket, and the fingertips hidden in his clothes fiercely stabbed into his palm.

The pain from his palm spread through his entire body along his tendons. He only let go of his hand when the numbness disappeared.

Was he such a temperamental person?

He wasn't.

Even if there was a slight change in his mood, it would be forcefully suppressed by him.

Not to mention, the other party was a boy.