Turning his head, his gaze fell on the girl's rosy lips, and he unconsciously swallowed hard; they must be very soft.
Ning Xiuyuan suddenly realized his body had reacted in a way it shouldn't. His handsome face instantly blushed, and he cursed himself for being a beast––how could he have such shameless reactions to his deskmate?
He didn't dare to look at the girl not far away anymore, but he couldn't help wanting to steal another glance. He quickly peeked at her and just as quickly withdrew his gaze, becoming visibly stiff all over.
After picking up her things, Qiao Qiqi looked at him suspiciously, "Ning Xiuyuan, are you hot? Why is your face red?"
Ning Xiuyuan snapped back to reality, awkwardly stepping back, "No... oh, no... right, right... I'm very hot... I'll leave now!"
Having said that, the boy stumbled backward a few steps, turned around, and fled the classroom.
