After evening classes.
Jiang Nian waved goodbye to Zhang Ningzhi while carrying his bag and prepared to head home. He glanced once more at Li Qingrong, who was still gathering her things.
"I'm leaving now."
Li Qingrong paused, looked up at him, brushed aside her hair, and very seriously responded with a hum.
She thought for a moment and then gently waved her hand.
Zhang Ningzhi happened to see this and thought, gosh, the class monitor is so cute. She's not into green paths, but she still wants to pinch...
...her cheeks.
Turns out the usually aloof class monitor is so adorable when making little moves?
In a flash, Jiang Nian was gone.
The letter, somewhat about exploiting a colleague, was placed into his backpack. He planned to take it home for further study.
Small workshop methods sure are bold.
Stupid system, does the class monitor know she needs purple clay?
