The two of them glanced at Cheng Qingrong silently:

"Uncle, who are you?"

Cheng Qingrong: "...... Uncle? ”

Cheng Qingrong felt that he had been hit by a critical blow, and at his flower-like age, he was actually called uncle?

He's only 27 this year!

27 Okay!

"Look at what you're wearing, it's not from our school."

"It's just that it's not from our school, and it's still delusional to lick our Professor Lin's hands! Dream! ”

"You must be an undercover agent sent by the school next door!"

Cheng Qingrong: "......??? ”

Lin Wenxiu, how many school fans have you circled?

They were talking and discussing here, and they had already attracted the attention of the people around them, and their eyes were focused on them.

But Cheng Qingrong still couldn't help but emphasize.

"Professor Lin's hand can only be licked by me! I! ”

Next to him, he handed over a sentence lightly: "An undercover agent from another school still wants to occupy our Professor Lin, it's really beautiful for you." ”

"Professor Lin is everyone's."

Cheng Qingrong: ...... I'm.

Cheng Qingrong snorted coldly: "I'm really too lazy to tell you, my identity is scared to death when I tell you." ”

Students: ......

"Haven't you passed the second phase of secondary school yet?"

"Is your surname Ma? Is it my Jack Ma dad? ”

Cheng Qingrong raised his chin and looked at everyone like Lin Wenxiu usually did.

Cold, arrogant, and a little indifferent.

"Professor Lin is married, and I am his wife."

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha! ”

A burst of laughter rang out.

Cheng Qingrong: ......

"Don't think you're a little more handsome than we can say that."

"Professor Lin won't marry you."

Cheng Qingrong was angry.

There are also people who try to persuade Cheng Qingrong:

"I know you just like Professor Lin too much, but as a human being, you still have to learn to recognize reality."

"That's right, why don't you join our school's Professor Lin support group, we will share Professor Lin's latest news every day, and there are many □□ photos."

Cheng Qingrong's focus was quickly shifted: "There is still this kind of group? ”

"In addition to our school, we also have a fan support group from other schools. But for the sake of your tireless efforts to come to our school to see Professor Lin, it would be good for you to join our school. The man said mysteriously, "The latest hand, this is the benefit of this school." ”

"And a half-photo of Professor Lin." The man leaned into Cheng Qingrong's ear and whispered, "This is the treasure of this group." ”

Cheng Qingrong let out a big groan in his heart!

"Quick! Give me the group number! ”

Professor Lin is lecturing on it.

He spoke very eloquently.

Because he felt that everyone seemed to be listening very seriously today, he had to give lectures more seriously.

Until-

"Holy! This is also called luo zhao! ”

Sitting in the back row, I don't know who burst into applause, and the sound was so loud that the whole classroom couldn't help but look back.

Lin Wenxiu's lecture stopped, and his class was interrupted.

He was very upset.

This unhappiness was directly expressed in his face.

Lin Wenxiu swept around the back row with a slightly gloomy gaze.

There was a group of people in the dark behind, and he didn't know who had just spoken out.

But the sound is very familiar.

It seems to be ...... Cheng Qingrong.

Lin Wenxiu walked off the podium with a cold face.

The voice came from the last few rows, and if he didn't feel wrong, Lin Wenxiu's footsteps stopped at the penultimate row.

The gaze swept over and over here over and over again.

"Who was it just now?" Lin Wenxiu asked coldly.

Everyone was sitting in danger, one by one sitting extremely straight, and they were quietly peeking at Lin Wenxiu with their own eyes.

But no one said anything.

It seems that everyone wants to shield that person.

Lin Wenxiu's gaze swept around again and noticed something that was not quite right.

He reached out to support the table in front of him, leaning forward slightly, trying to see what was going on under the table in the middle of the row.

But there were too many people in this row, eight seats, and more than a dozen people were seated, densely packed. It's really hard to see.

"If you don't want to come forward, forget it." Lin Wenxiu's tone was a little better, "But I don't want this to happen a second time." ”

Lin Wenxiu stood up straight: "Now let's go to class." ”

As soon as Lin Wenxiu turned around and left here, a person spoke incoherently excitedly: ", he touched this table." ”

"Hands, hands to you! I want legs! ”

Cheng Qingrong got out from under the table and couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead.

It's so dangerous, I was almost discovered.

In fact, it was nothing, but he screamed too loudly just now, in case Lin Wenxiu found him and asked him □□what he was looking at, Cheng Qingrong didn't know how to answer.

So I just got under the table.

Fortunately, the other party didn't find out.

The two men were still playing at the table.

After reading it, Cheng Qingrong was angry, reached out and wiped several handfuls vigorously on the table, wiping all the sweat on his forehead.

“…… What are you doing? ”

Cheng Qingrong snorted: "I'm marking my territory." ”

After Lin Wenxiu finished the lecture, he found that there was an extra text message on his mobile phone.

Cheng Qingrong sent it.

He was in class when he sent it, and his attention was not on his phone, so he didn't notice the text message.

clicked on the text message, and Cheng Qingrong sent four words.

【You are mine】

Lin Wenxiu was walking, and did not reply to the other party immediately, and waited until he returned to the office to give him a reply.

[Well, I will be loyal to you for the rest of my life. 】

The phone vibrated for a moment, and Cheng Qingrong quickly replied to him with two text messages.

[I want to kiss you so much. 】

[Don't say I'm a hooligan this time.] 】

Lin Wenxiu remembered that when the other party said that he wanted to kiss him, he once said solemnly that this was something that only hooligans could do, which made the other party cry and laugh.

Although he still thinks that this kind of thing is weird, but after Qingrong's explanation, he already knows that it is very normal for his husband to do this kind of thing before, and only when he does this kind of thing to strangers can he be called a hooligan, Lin Wenxiu is obviously a lot more relieved.

And Lin Wenxiu felt that every time he kissed Cheng Qingrong, the other party seemed to be happy and kept laughing.

Since this kind of thing can make Mrs. happy, Lin Wenxiu doesn't mind kissing Cheng Qingrong a few more times.

After carefully reading Cheng Qingrong's text message again, Lin Wenxiu remembered the key marks on his memo.

[Make a joke with Mrs. to liven up the atmosphere]

Liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Wenxiu thought about how to reply to the other party.

Carefully considering the language in his heart, Lin Wenxiu finally slowly typed a few words on his mobile phone.

[If you can fly over, I'll let you kiss it.] 】

That should liven up the atmosphere.

Lin Wenxiu thought to himself, this kind of thing flying over is a joke at first glance.

As soon as he put his mobile phone on the table, Lin Wenxiu heard the door of his office being pushed open.

Cheng Qingrong stood at the door panting:

"I'm coming."

Lin Wenxiu was taken aback, but suddenly thought of the voice he had just heard in class, and guessed that it was probably him, so he was no longer surprised, and just ordered the other party: "Close the door." ”

Cheng Qingrong's breath hadn't even evened out, and his face probably looked bloody and red because of the rapid running, but he still closed the door.

Lin Wenxiu said lightly: "Come here." ”

"I'll let you kiss it enough."