She slammed her big eyes weirdly, and the cunning in those eyes was not too obvious.

Song Yiyu snorted lightly, grabbed her soft willow-like waist with one hand, and gently took it, and she fell into her arms.

"Mu Mu, you didn't dislike me when you slept with me, but now I'm afraid it's too late." Song Yiyu's hoarse voice sounded in her ears, which made her a little **.

"Song Yiyu, you let go of me." Classes are about to start, and this man is still teasing him here. Do you think his reputation is not important or what? Song Yiyu was unmoved, still enjoying the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms.

"Release!" Han Muyou raised his voice sharply. "Professor, it's time for class. Do you want the whole major to know that we have a lot of relationship? ”

"Hmm......" Song Yiyu sighed and chuckled: "It's not impossible." Tell me about our relationship first. ”

"Don't play a scoundrel on me. Song Yiyu, why didn't I find out that you were such a scoundrel in private before. Let go, I heard my classmates coming downstairs. Han Muyou could only be soft, and his voice was as soft as a marshmallow, which made Song Yiyu feel sweet.

He let go of her and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips, tightly for a moment. When Han Muyou was stunned, Song Yiyu had already turned around and walked to the door.

"Doesn't Assistant Teacher Han attend classes?" Song Yiyu's voice was playful and meaningful.

Han Muyou stomped his feet in annoyance and followed behind Song Yiyu. She looked sideways, and the one-meter-eight man didn't even have any color on his face, as cold as in class, like a kaolin flower, and no one could pick it.

Han Muyou lowered his head and thought about it, it seemed that he would only become approachable when he was with himself.

Song Yiyu's slender fingers pushed his glasses, and said seriously: "Good-looking? ”

Han Muyou pulled the corners of her mouth, compared to the black belly and pretend, she was not an opponent. She tilted her head angrily, looked at the road, and pretended not to hear.

Song Yiyu's smile without a trace is the kind of deep pleasure in the bones, and the smile on his face seems to be blown by the wind, and the smile spreads, rippling in the corridor, wrapping the girl next to her, making her rush to the warmth bit by bit.

"Wear more in the future." Before Song Yiyu entered the laboratory, he said this sentence without changing his face.

Han Muyou was stunned, and then followed with an impermanent face, but his heart had already been turned upside down. He was so attentive that he could even feel her cold. Just thinking about it, I saw that the first thing Song Yiyu did was to turn on the air conditioner.

Han Muyou bowed his head and went to the podium, copied the books and PPT on the teaching computer, and then got up and walked to Hu Yun's side and sat down pretending to have nothing to do.

"Muyu, your book." Hu Yun handed the textbook to Han Muyou. Then he glanced at Professor Song, who was still expressionless and cold on the podium, and then looked at Han Muyou, who was listening carefully, and shook his head.

No matter how much they thought about it, they couldn't think of a piece. Hu Yun thought, there is an eight-year difference between him and Professor Song, and he has waited for five years, which is not like Han Muyou. Han Muyou ...... this year Wait, she seems to have thought of something.

Daihatsu! Hu Yun hurriedly drew a timeline on the book. Even if there are many girls, it is possible, but the girl who has a relationship with Song Yiyu is Han Muyou alone.

And all the timelines are right, so Han Muyou is the little girl waiting for Professor Song. Thinking like this, he looked up at Han Muyou incredulously.

"What are you looking at me for?" Han Muyou asked Hu Yun innocently and confusedly.

Hu Yun shook his head and didn't dare to say anything.

Today's lesson is a lab class, which is actually very simple, which is to use the software Eviews. Because the course design at the end of this course is to use this software to calculate a complete formula.

Later, Han Muyou felt a little hot, and then lifted his long hair, only to find that there was no rubber band. Brushed his long hair and put it down again. As if he had discovered a new continent, Hu Yun suddenly stretched out his hand and ruffled her long hair. Suddenly, a black strawberry print is blatant and outrageous.

"That female classmate, don't make small gestures in class." Behind Hu Yun, there was a cold voice from Song Yiyu. She subconsciously withdrew her hand, and suddenly felt that their Professor Song was a little lustful. Not a little, very, very, ten.

Looking at such a noble and cold, he was so hungry and thirsty in private. Hu Yun gossiped thousands of words in his mind, and he couldn't wait to write a long novel about the love process of the two people.

However, what she didn't know was that she didn't know one of the ones who saw Han Muyou's strawberry print, and there were also some biting snakes squatting in the dark waiting for an opportunity. Luo Wen is not a woman from a good family, she is very handy with this kind of thing, even if it is a look, she can see the hidden secret.

On Han Muyou's snow-white neck, there was such a clear mark, how could she not see it. But she didn't have the ability to think that this person was Song Yiyu, in her eyes, Han Muyou would only hold Song Zhi and not let go, so she suspected that Han Muyou and Song Zhi had reconciled again.

So I quietly took a photo and passed it on to another girl. And Fu Wen, "Song Zhi and Han Muyou reconciled? ”

"What! How is that possible, this slut! The anger could be seen in the words coming from there.

"Wait, our professor is watching me. There is still half an hour to go after class, so you can come to the college building and ask in person. Luo Wen put her phone in her pocket after sending the message, not daring to look at the direction of Song Yiyu.

After class, Hu Yun grabbed Han Muyou's hand and was about to find out, but he didn't expect to be taken by Song Yiyu.

"Assistant Teacher Han, you can stay for a while." Song Yiyu said seriously, and didn't even give her a look.

Han Muyou slandered in his heart, such a man is really hidden.

The gossip soul in Hu Yun's heart was about to turn into a human form, so he pretended to promise to go first, but in fact quietly followed the two of them and walked towards the office.

Around the corner, in the cloister out of sight of everyone. Song Yiyu grabbed Han Muyou's hand.

"So cold?" He seemed to have a bit of reproach but more of concern.

"What's the matter, it's obvious that your hands are too warm." Han Muyou replied with disgust.

Hu Yun, who was hiding in the corner, was instantly struck by lightning thoroughly, the so-called thunderous ears are not loud, it is estimated that he was struck by lightning, and he thought cong for a while. Oh my God, what did she see. Their noble and ascetic Professor Song took the initiative to hold a girl's hand and flirted like this. And her Miss Han actually has such a coquettish side.

Can she die and see if she is on the wrong path.

Quietly watched the two of them get on the elevator, and the moment he closed the elevator door, Hu Yun saw that the arrogant and indifferent Professor Song overbearing took classmate Han in his arms and rested his head on top of her head, gently like the male protagonist in a TV series.