He's so flirty

19

The volume of Jungkook's mouth was not high, but it was enough for the students in the back rows to hear clearly.

Surprise is naturally inevitable, but more often, it is the eyes that the people communicate with each other and resonate with gossip; even the two people at the same table at several desks simply get together and whisper together.

Lisa was unaware of all this.

The voice that seemed to stay in her ears was still tinged with the first awakening magnetic hoarseness. He listened carefully and made inexplicable teases. Lisa was silent for a few seconds before stepping back on the half-step that had been scared back.

She strained her face and looked at Wen Yufeng seriously: "But, classmate Jeon, you didn't hand in your paper."

"..."

On Jungkook's face reflected in the glass window, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

The boy turned his face back unhurriedly.

"What do you call me?"

Lisa hesitated for a second and repeated her previous words.

"Student Jeon, you didn't hand in your paper."

However, Jungkook was not at all taken away from this topic by the point she wanted to emphasize, instead, a dangerous light flashed in his black eyes.

"'Jeon classmate'?"

"..."

Lisa didn't answer the conversation this time, but frowned her thin eyebrows.

She thinks this person is too picky—

"Senior" is not allowed, and "classmates" are not allowed. Does it have to be called like others?

But she really couldn't yell out.

Lisa's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and finally had to pretend not to hear Jungkook's rhetorical question, and looked down at the roster.

"You are the only one left."

"..."

Knowing that the occasion was wrong, Jungkook did not continue to delve into the issue of this title.

He narrowed the slightly sharp emotion between his eyebrows and his eyes, and then lifted his thin lips, slumping with a smile.

"I don't do homework."

Lisa frowned and looked at the boy disapprovingly.

"It's not good not to do homework."

For this familiar sentence, Jungkook couldn't hold back the rising of the corners of his lips.

His eyes were lifted, and there was a smile in his dark eyes:

"Why not?...I won't find a good job in the future, and there is no girl willing to marry me?"

"..."

Lisa's cheeks blushed when thinking of the conversation in the math group of the first year of high school last semester.

Knowing that he couldn't get it from this person, Lisa hugged the stack of papers in her hand, gave Jungkook a little breath, and then turned and ran away.

Jungkook lowered his eyebrows and laughed low until seeing the girl's petite figure disappearing from the door of the classroom.

After two seconds, he raised his eyes suddenly, and his gaze swept over half of the classroom with a sharp look.