Just as she was knocking on herself, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind her, and a cup of coffee was placed firmly in front of her.

Le Yan's movements stopped, such a beautiful hand, of course, belonged to Xiao Chi'an.

"What are you?" Xiao Chi'an asked as he pulled a chair over.

Le Yan was inexplicably a little nervous, although today's work was done, but during work time, doing private things was considered a violation of company regulations.

was hesitating how to say better, Xiao Chi'an's slender and white hand reached out again, actually held Le Yan's mouse, looked at it himself, Le Yan's arm rubbed Xiao Chi'an's arm, and then moved away, leaned back, and said:

"I'll do my own research to make a little thing." After speaking, I don't forget to add:

"It doesn't affect the work."

Xiao Chi'an was browsing Le Yan's source code very seriously, the air was suddenly very quiet, the distance between Le Yan and Xiao Chi'an was very tight, and he could even count Xiao Chi'an's long and dense eyelashes.

After a while, Xiao Chi'an withdrew his hand, looked at Le Yan, and said:

"That's interesting, what is this for?"

Le Yan wanted to laugh a little, and didn't answer the rhetorical question:

"You see?"

Xiao Chi'an felt that he was being questioned, and his expression became serious:

"Of course, I usually do some programs on my own, don't you think I understand?"

Le Yan waved his hand:

"Of course I didn't mean that, but I don't want to talk about this for the time being, can I?"

Xiao Chi'an looked at the girl in front of him, the pink and tender one, nested in the chair, with a pair of bright eyes, like a cute little fox.

He wanted to just sit next to her and not leave.

Even if you don't talk, even if you don't do anything, it's quite a fun thing to just stay like that.

"Tell me if you need to." Xiao Chi'an said.

Le Yan nodded, she had already sketched out a plan in her heart...

In the next few days, the wind and waves were calm, and Leyan's procedures were quietly completed.

At noon that day, Le Yan calculated the time and stopped Rong VIP in the corridor who was going back to the classroom.

"Teacher, I'd like to talk to you."

Rong VIP teaches English, but the pronunciation is extremely non-standard, and there are many classmates in the class who complain about her behind her back, but no one has ever dared to say it to her face, because Rong VIP has a very small heart, and she is very resentful, and her classmates who are not in good family conditions or have a bad school will never be able to enter her eyes.

For example, the current Le Yan not only fully complies with these two items, but also offends her again and again, and has become a thorn in the side of Rong VIP.

"My time is precious, if you have anything to say, I will have to prepare for class later, unlike you students, who spend a lot of time every day."

Le Yan silently took out a roll from his pocket and pointed to a question that was spoken by the guest Rong in the morning:

"I don't quite understand the grammar of this question, teacher."

VIP Rong glanced at Le Yan with some impatience:

"Didn't I talk about this before?"

Le Yan looked apologetic and begged Rong to speak again.

In fact, she is secretly calculating the time, because she just saw her downstairs, and it is estimated that she will go upstairs soon.

Finally, Le Yan saw her figure appear at the corner of the stairs, so she put away the roll and looked at Rong VIP fixedly, Rong VIP looked puzzled, and gradually turned angry:

"What? Do you listen or don't listen? ”

Le Yan smiled slightly and said:

"Teacher, I still want to ask a question, do you not like me?"

Rong VIP looked indifferent:

"You are all my students, you don't like it or not, you have good grades, and I am happy to be admitted to a good university in the future, as your teacher, I have this expectation."