Xiao Fan felt that his male dignity had been seriously insulted.

The insults suffered in PUBG must be all recovered in bed, this is Xiao Fan's principle.

He took off his glasses and placed them on the bedside table, marked the number of pages with a bookmark, and then jerked her into his arms and ravaged her hard.

"Mrs. Xiao, be attentive. Xiao Fan was very dissatisfied with Lin Yun'er's distraction, as if he was laughing at his ability.

As if to punish her, Xiao Fan increased her strength, and Lin Yun'er finally had no time to think about anything else, and concentrated on immersing herself in the secret realm that Xiao Fan created for her.

Afterwards again, Xiao Fan gently kissed her forehead, let her pill on his arm, and gently stroked her hair with his other hand, Lin Yun'er, who was caressed by this gentle touch, soon fell asleep.

Usually I can't touch it at school, even if I meet her on the road, I can hide and walk, and recently I was busy with the job title because of the evaluation of the title, but I still agreed to Dean Chen's invitation, just to have two classes a week to see her.

Even if he was just on the podium, she obediently sat down and listened to him, which could be regarded as meeting and satisfied. Xiao Fan really came to take a lesson in quantitative economics :)

The two-meter-long legs were wrapped in ascetic black trousers, and a certain imaginative part was facing the students under the podium, the white shirt was tied into the pants, and the metal buckle of CK was just stuck in his navel, like the finishing touch, adding a hazy wildness to his sense of abstinence.

Teacher Xiao said that the cuffs were rolled up, revealing his white but thin arms, he raised his glasses, turned around and wrote three big words on the blackboard.

Xiao Fan, standard line, like his people, is elegant and charming.

The students in the audience were not attracted by Mr. Xiao's chalk words at all, but all looked at an indescribable part.

"Teacher Xiao's ass, it's really warped. "Ye Zi's saliva was about to flow out when he was watching the audience, "When I used to read novels, I wrote about the teacher-student relationship, saying that when the male protagonist was on stage, it felt like he was looking at a painting, and then I stared at all the male teachers in our class for a day, and found that it was Picasso's abstract painting, which can be regarded as seeing today, what is Monet's impressionist painting." ”

Lin Yuner and the few male classmates present expressed their calmness, the male classmates were calm because they firmly believed that their butts were sexier than Teacher Xiao's, and Lin Yuner was calm because she had seen too much, and this ass was a hundred times sexier without pants than with pants.

Xiao Fan sometimes gets up in the middle of the night to drink water, although the movements are very light, but after all, the arm that used Lin Yun'er as a pillow has to be pulled out, she opens her eyes in a daze to look at his back, feasting her eyes.

Lin Yun'er held her head with both hands and looked at Teacher Xiao on the podium and smiled.

Ye Zizheng wondered why Lin Yun'er didn't reply to her words, and then turned her head and found that Lin Yun'er was smiling cheaper than her, looking like a who was immersed in Teacher Xiao's prosperous beauty, and immediately pursed her lips with some disdain, and she didn't know how cold she Lin Yun'er looked in the cafeteria last week.

"My name is Xiao Fan, if you know me, you should know that I am from the School of Journalism, but in fact, I also have a degree in economics, so it is more than enough to teach you. ”

Xiao Fan's voice is not loud, but it is very tense, and every student can hear what he says without wearing a megaphone, coupled with his innate voice condition, he is simply born to be a teacher.

"Teacher Xiao, Teacher Xiao, will you teach us quantitative economics in the future?" asked a girl sweetly with a nice voice.

Xiao Fan shook his head: "Not necessarily, after all, I am a person of the news, and I can't forget my roots." ”

There was a burst of laughter from below, and Xiao Fan continued: "I have already asked you Teacher Yan, before she asked for leave, she assigned you papers, and how many of you finished it?"

The last teacher who taught them quantitative economics can teach them without drinking a sip of water for an hour, the task of graduate study is heavy, she also likes to assign tasks, and the indispensable mantra in her mouth is "don't think that economics is pure economics", as if the entire School of Economics and Management will do math problems as if she is a teacher, and then she has to go home and lie down, and everyone cheered and sent several rounds of red envelopes in the group to celebrate.

Everyone showed a bitter melon face, and Xiao Fan had already expected this, so he was not surprised.

Lin Yun'er actually completed it a long time ago, but now that no one in the class said that it was completed, she didn't dare to rashly say that she had completed it.

Or bury your head as a turtle with a shrunken head.

"Lin Yun'er. ”

Lin Yun'er sighed and subconsciously stood up.

Xiao Fan glanced at her and asked, "Are you done?"

She subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but when she thought about it, she read the paper at home, and asked him if she didn't understand something, and it was estimated that Xiao Fan also knew that she had already finished it, so she asked by name.

Lin Yun'er nodded, and Ye Zi pulled her sleeve slightly: "Yun'er, are you really done?"

There is a teacher at home, how can she not even finish her homework, Lin Yun'er looked at her and nodded.

"Then you can take a look at it after reading it. ”

It was not Xiao Fan on the stage who said this, but a student in the audience, a girl sitting in the first row, Lin Yuner knew her, she was Qian Yimin brought by the vice dean, and she was not familiar.

Before Lin Yun'er could say anything, Qian Yimin continued: "You said that it was done, then everyone can say that they are also done." ”

If there is no other emotion in the sentence just now, then this sentence is obviously pertinent.

Qian Yimin targeted Lin Yun'er again. Someone whispered from the audience.

Qian Yimin was directly admitted to the Institute of Economics and Management in his senior year with the first place in his major, and the students who are undergraduates of Qingdao University know that the first tutor must be Dean Chen, but after the start of school this year, everyone was shocked, and the two graduate students recruited by Dean Chen were actually students from other schools, so no one wondered why Qian Yimin would target Lin Yun'er.

Ye Zi helped Lin Yun'er explain: "I didn't say that I wanted to check it today. ”

"If you don't write it, you don't write it, anyway, it's too late to make up for it after class today. ”

Qian Yimin turned his head and didn't speak anymore, everyone thought that this matter was over, but Xiao Fan continued to follow Qian Yimin's words and asked, "Lin Yun'er, did you write it?"

Wow, it seems that Lecturer Xiao is also partial to Qian Yimin.

Also, who doesn't like students with good grades and strong strength, compared to Lin Yun'er, who has taken shit luck, Qian Yimin's strength is well known.

Lin Yun'er smiled lightly: "I wrote it." ”

I don't know where a sneer came from.

"I also brought a USB flash drive. ”