Li Nanheng seemed to be smiling, and his voice was light: "The reason why I didn't ask someone to kick me out, isn't it because you're afraid that they will get hurt?"

Feng Ling: "............"

"What the hell are you going to do?"

"I'm waiting for you to take it in. ”

"People like you, do you still need me to take you in? Even if I take you in, the result will be the same, I will no longer have any possibility with you!" Feng Ling had already made his words clear enough.

Li Nanheng nodded solemnly: "Then it's just a simple take-in, I don't hook up with you, I'll be your assistant very honestly, how about it?"

Feng Ling: "......"

The man had the words "snare" written on his forehead.

She raised her hand to stroke her forehead, closed her eyes, and finally took out a business card from the drawer with an expressionless face and threw it in front of him: "If you say that you die, I won't accept you, if you have to practice yourself like this, the KTV next door is recruiting waiters, I think your image in all aspects meets the standards they want." ”

Li Nanheng sat still, looked at the business card she threw in front of him, and glanced at her with puzzled eyes.

Feng Ling helped him solve his doubts: "This is the phone number of the KTV boss." ”

Li Nan's eyes glanced at her, and there was a hint of danger in an instant.

Feng Ling didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, got up directly, wiped his body next to him with a cold face, turned around and entered the classroom without looking back.

……

At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Beitian will come over for class at this time in the afternoon.

In order to avoid Li Nanheng, Feng Ling didn't leave the classroom again this afternoon, and she didn't bother to ask him if he was leaving, anyway, she didn't have much strength now, so she just sat in the classroom and waited for the next class of students to come over.

When Chen Beitian walked into the classroom, he happened to see Feng Ling just handing the empty cup in his hand to a student, and asked the student to help her go out and get a cup of hot water back.

He took a few glances outside and walked in: "You came to work before you got better?"

Feng Ling glanced at him, didn't respond, only thanked the student when he brought her the water cup, and then put it aside.

Chen Bei leaned over and was about to reach out and touch her forehead, but Feng Ling directly turned his face away, and looked at him again: "What are you doing?"

Chen Beitian's hand paused in mid-air, realizing that her cold and hard temper was really resistant to being touched on his forehead, so he had to put his hand down: "I want to see if you have a fever, because your face is very bad." ”

"It's not that serious, I'll be in class with them on time for a while, you're all very proficient in your movements, just do what I say. Feng Ling said, his eyes glanced out again, and saw that the other students were coming one after another, so he didn't say anything, but when Chen Beitian turned around and was about to go to class, Feng Ling remembered the bowl of ginger soup he specially sent, and she seemed to be really too indifferent, she added: "Thank you for the bowl of ginger soup before." ”

This is probably the first time I have heard her take the initiative to speak to herself since I have pursued her for so long, and it is also the first time I have heard her tone that is not so blunt and cold.

Chen Beitian looked back at her, immediately hooked his lips, and was about to speak, but he heard the second half of Feng Ling's sentence: "But please don't go to my house again in the future, I don't like other people to disturb my house, and I don't like to be touched by people I don't know at close range." ”

Chen Beitian looked at her for a while, and suddenly stood there without moving, his hands hanging down at his sides, and after a while, his tongue pushed hard in the left half of his cheeks, and suddenly turned around, leaned over and pressed his hands directly on the wall behind her, Feng Ling was still sitting there against the wall, his action caught her off guard for a while, and when she reflected, she had been trapped by classmate Chen, who had always regarded her as a student.

Her gaze froze for a moment, then cold: "What are you doing? Classes are about to start, what do you look like......

"What is wrong with me, I have pursued you for so long, but from more than a year to now, I haven't even gotten a smile from you, you have a cold, I want to go to your address and send you a bowl of ginger soup, not only did you not let me in the door to sit, but I got your disgust, you say, what am I going to do?"

Although the man in front of him was only in his early twenties and only an international student, the gentleness of his body was mixed with some displeasure and obvious resentment at this moment, and his eyes looked at her very closely because of the distance he lowered his body like this, and stared straight into her eyes that were always indifferent and warm:" It was you in the parking lot, and suddenly appeared in front of me, and the whole person jumped directly into my world, I couldn't control my growing liking for you, but I also tried to pursue it slowly, not to annoy you, why, a bowl of ginger soup for yourself, are you afraid that others are too strong to break into your life, or are you resisting something? I feel that you are not only resisting me, but you are completely trapped in a very small corner, refusing anyone to approach your heart, have you been hurt in any way? Can't you just say it? You have to hold it like this?"

Feng Ling didn't expect that he had always been gentle and polite to herself, and even sending flowers was someone who wouldn't force her too much even if she didn't accept him, and she would suddenly turn around, which really startled her.

At the same time, before she could recover from the shock and push the person open, the door to the classroom suddenly opened again.

"Ah Ling, this Mr. Li ......" The boss walked in the door with a flattering face, originally wanting to discuss something with Feng Ling, but when he saw this scene as soon as he came in, his eyebrows immediately twitched twice, and the words choked into his mouth.

The man who walked in behind the owner of the martial arts hall was tall and straight, and he had changed into the clothes of a martial arts hall unique to the coach like Feng Ling, his cold eyebrows and eyes looked even more cold when he saw this scene inside, and his black eyes looked deep and cold at the woman who was almost confined to the wall by the half-forced.

A pair of Li Nanheng's eyes, Feng Ling's expression was stunned, and when he saw the clothes on his body again, he instantly understood something, and directly glared at the boss: "Boss, you ......"

The owner of the martial arts hall was a little embarrassed and flattering: "I see that you usually work too hard, no, you are so tired that you are sick, and you have always planned to help you find an assistant, it just so happens that this Mr. Li is a good person, and he took the initiative to apply to be an assistant coach, so let him follow you in the future." ”

Application?

Li Nanheng still needs to apply? Opening a martial arts hall is originally to make money in business, and I don't know how much money Li Nanheng spent to come in, so the boss would have such an embarrassed expression, knowing that she would definitely not agree, but he still brought this bastard in!

Feng Ling was about to speak with a cold face, but his chin was suddenly pinched by Chen Beitian at this moment, and he turned it directly!