Jiang Qingyue looked at the messy room with an embarrassed expression.

I knew that I would meet him tonight and clean up the house, but when he saw my house so messy, would he think I was very sloppy?

She regretted it in her heart.

"That, I'm usually too busy and don't have much time to clean up, so the house is a bit messy," Jiang Qingyue explained.

Yan Ming smiled, "Understand, understand"

"You take a picture for me, I'm going to the bedroom to get my phone," she said.

"Good"

Yan Ming followed her to the bedroom, but at this time, Jiang Qingyue accidentally stepped on a bottle, her feet slipped, and the whole person fell backwards.

Fortunately, Yan Ming reacted quickly and hugged her.

Jiang Qingyue looked at him with a pair of moving eyes.

"Are you alright?" asked Yan Ming softly.

"My foot seems to be twisted," Jiang Qingyue whispered.

Yan Ming picked her up with a princess hug.

Jiang Qingyue said in a panic: "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you twist your foot, and it's better not to walk now, I'll show you later."

"Oh good"

Carrying her into the bed in the bedroom and lying down, Yan Ming sat beside her, reaching out to take off her shoes.

"You help me hold the phone, I'll show you"

"Okay" Jiang Qingyue took the phone and shone it on her little white feet.

Yan Ming reached out and touched her little feet, feeling the temperature from his palm, Jiang Qingyue couldn't help but sigh.

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No, it's a little itchy, I'm not used to others touching my feet," Jiang Qingyue said shyly.

"Oh, that's it, then you bear with it a little, and you'll be fine soon."

"Hmm"

Yan Ming's hand was on her ankle, which was so thin that she could fully grasp it with one hand.

"Does it hurt here?" he asked.

Jiang Qingyue nodded, "It's just that it hurts a little here."

"Do you have safflower oil or anything like that?"

"In the drawer next to the bed"

Yan Ming walked to the cabinet next to the bed, he glanced at the items placed on the cabinet, and a photo caught his attention.

There are two people in the photo, and it looks like it should be a mother and daughter.

The mother was about thirty years old, and the girl was only seven or eight years old.

Looking at the appearance of the little girl, she is somewhat similar to Jiang Qingyue.

Soon, Yan Ming took out a bottle of safflower oil from the cabinet, and he sat back on Jiang Qingyue to give her medicine.

He asked while massaging Jiang Qingyue's ankles, "Qingyue, the photo on your cabinet belongs to you and your mother, right?"

"Yes" Jiang Qingyue nodded, "My mother used to be a teacher at this school, and then died of depression when I was seven years old.

This picture is the only photo I have with her, and a large part of the reason I came here to teach is because of my mother."

"I see."

After massaging Jiang Qingyue, Yan Ming covered her with a quilt.

"Thank you so much today, you still help me rub my feet so late" She pinched the quilt in her hand, looking a little nervous.

"It's okay, but you usually pay more attention to rest, and a profession like a teacher, you have to stand for a long time every day, which hurts your legs and feet a lot."

"Well, I've been taking a lot of classes lately, and I always feel that my calves are swollen and a little painful."

"That's because I've been standing for a long time" Yan Ming said: "That's it, just I'll help you get a leg and foot massage tonight"

"This, this is too much trouble for you, and it's so late, why don't you change the day?"

"That's okay, you still have to have classes tomorrow, Qingyue, then you rest first, and when you are free, just tell me" Yan Ming said with a smile.

"Hmm" Jiang Qingyue nodded, "Yan Ming, after all, we are a teacher-student relationship, you call me Qingyue too close, too intimate"

Yan Ming scratched his hair, he forgot that his current identity was a student, and calling the teacher by his name was indeed a bit too much.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, it's all a slip of the tongue"

"It's okay, in fact, it's okay for you to call me Qingyue, but you have to do it when no one is usually around, otherwise others will hear it and cause unnecessary trouble to me"

"Okay, Kiyotsuki"

"Hmm"

"If it's okay, I'll go first, good night"

"Good Night"

Seeing Yan Ming immediately in the room, and then hearing a sound of the door closing outside, Jiang Qingyue rolled on the bed with a red face and a pillow.

"Oh, he's so shy," she said, burying her face in the pillow, "I don't really like him, do I? ”

Thinking of this, Jiang Qingyue felt a sense of loss in her heart for no reason.

"No, I'm a teacher, how can I like my students, absolutely not!"

She secretly made up her mind in her heart that she must bury this love in the deepest depths, at least after Yan Ming graduated from high school.

If she knew that Yan Ming was not a student at all, and she only pretended to be a student for a task, she didn't know how she would feel.

A day later.

Yan Ming sat in the classroom, this class was a Chinese class, and the teacher was Ling Xiao.

As the senior brother of the Nian Ling Sect, Ling Xiao has always been honest and honest, and now he is the same as the contemporary teacher.

However, it is precisely because he seems too honest to be intimidating, so there are always a small number of students in his class who like to be noisy.

Today this is no exception.

"The students below are quiet, everyone should listen carefully, you are now students, you have to study hard," he said bitterly.

But the noise didn't stop.

Yan Ming shook his head helplessly, with Ling Xiao's gentle way, he couldn't deter those naughty students.

Seeing that the students couldn't be quiet by words, Ling Xiao slapped his palm on the podium hard, "Students, can't you listen to the teacher well?

His last sentence was basically shouted.

"Click"

As far as the eye could see, the podium cracked in half at the sound of the sound.

None of the students in the class dared to speak, and they were all stunned.

Yan Ming looked at Ling Xiao, who had always been gentle, in surprise, sure enough, once an honest person gets angry, it is very dangerous.

"Alright, let's continue the lecture" Ling Xiao showed a smile like a spring breeze, as if nothing had happened just now.

And because of this class, in the following week, no student in the class dared to speak in his class.

Recess.

Yan Ming stood in the corridor to blow the wind, and Chen Xiaoxiao and Zhang Simeng stood beside him on the left and right.

"Are you Yan Ming's classmate?" a girl appeared behind him.

Yan Ming turned to look at the strange girl, "I am, what's the matter?"

"This is for you," the girl shyly handed out a pink envelope.

After Yan Ming took it, the girl ran away directly.

He opened the envelope, and unsurprisingly it contained a love letter.

Since he picked a group of people the day before yesterday, he has become famous in school.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, he has gained the hearts of many girls.

"Alas, it's torture to be popular," Yan Ming said shamelessly.

"Brother Yan Ming, it's easy to be beaten if you say this," Zhang Simeng said.

Yan Ming shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands to show that he was also helpless.

A shadow walked past them, and when the three of them saw the visitor, they immediately greeted each other.

Jiang Qingyue looked at the two girls and nodded with a smile, then looked at Yan Ming and snorted coldly, with an expression that I am noble and you are not worthy.

"Brother Yan Ming, are you making Teacher Jiang angry?" asked Zhang Simeng.

"I don't know either"

Yan Ming shook his head, he was also very confused, since she was in the classroom and dormitory the night before, when she saw Jiang Qingyue again, she had always had a very cold attitude towards Yan Ming.

Yan Ming didn't know how to provoke her?

"Hey, by the way, Brother Yan Ming, tomorrow weekend, let's gather at school at nine o'clock in the morning and go to the movies together."

"No problem"

——

It was fast forward to the weekend.

School gates.

Yan Ming leaned his back against the wall, and Chen Xiaoxiao stood beside him.

In a car not far away sat Ling Xiao and the three of them.

According to the plan they had made last night, Ling Xiao and the others would always follow Yan Ming today to avoid danger.

Not long after, Zhang Hua and Zhang Simeng arrived one after another.

Zhang Hua saw that everyone had arrived, so he said to Yan Ming: "Yan Ming, I was wrong about what happened before, so in order to apologize, I took care of everyone's consumption today."

"It's all classmates, it's not a big deal," Yan Ming said with a smile.

Zhang Simeng urged: "Hey, let's go quickly, otherwise the movie will start"

"Okay, here we are"

Ten minutes later, at the entrance of the cinema.

Yan Ming took the ticket and walked into the screening room with a few people.

Chen Xiaoxiao sat next to him, Coke and popcorn in his hands.

"I don't think that person named Zhang Hua is so easy to apologize to you," Chen Xiaoxiao said.

"It's really not like" Yan Ming smiled: "But so what, for us they are just a group of children, how much wind and waves can a group of children make"

"In my eyes, you're just a child"

"Cut, how old are you this year, I heard Ling Xiao and them say that you have been sealed for twenty years before."

Chen Xiaoxiao thought for a while, "I haven't calculated, I was about nineteen years old when I died, and I should be almost forty this year." ”

"Tsk, I'm quite old."

"By the way, a word of caution, there are three days left until the week we agreed"

“......”

The movie starts, Yan Ming has no interest in the movie, he only thinks about how to kill the Soul Eater.

There are still three days to go, and Cai Ying, whom the Soul Eater wants them to find, still has no clues.

Zhang Simeng and Zhang Hua sat together, and the two were separated from Yan Ming by some distance, which was arranged by Yan Ming.

At this time, Zhang Simeng felt very uncomfortable, and it would not be good for anyone to watch the man he liked sitting with other girls.

"Simeng, come and eat popcorn," Zhang Hua said with a smile.

He is the happiest of the four, and being able to watch a movie with the goddess is one of the wishes of every licking dog.

Zhang Simeng shook his head, his eyes always looking at Yan Ming inadvertently.

This made Zhang Hua a little jealous, but when he thought of what was going to happen later, he was relieved.

Yan Ming, you wait for me!