Hua Ling tilted her head, her brow furrowed.

I hate this kind of person who doesn't have a little eyesight.

Can't you see that she's getting impatient?

I was about to say a standard reason for rejecting people - I don't have WeChat.

She was about to speak, her eyebrows raised, and suddenly something came to mind, and the words on her lips changed.

She leaned back in her chair and gave a string of numbers without changing her face.

Hearing her speak, Song Youhang hooked his lips, and as I expected, he wrote down this string of numbers on his mobile phone.

He knew how anyone could turn down his offer.

This is the first time he wants to add a girl's WeChat, which time is not someone rushing to give it to him.

After Song Xiaocao clicked and added, he put away the phone, and the smile on the corner of his lips became stronger: "You can pass it then." ”

Hua Yu didn't say it was good, and it didn't say it was bad.

The thin white fingers rested on the table, and the posture was very lazy.

Song Youhang stared at her directly, looking at her with eyes that already felt like it was in the bag, and reached out to her hand on the table: "Huhu...... It's definitely too late to arrange today, I know a very good Japanese restaurant, that store has a good business, you have to make an appointment in advance, and I'll take you there when you have time. ”

Hua Ling: "......"

Wattle?

Who gave him the courage to call her that?

Song Youhang's hand stretched out, and he was still ten centimeters away from the girl.

Her hands were very beautiful, thin and white, and her skin was like congealed cream.

Bang-thud.

Song Youhang was taken aback and quickly withdrew his hand.

He turned his face sideways, only to notice a man standing next to the table.

The man was very tall, at least more than 1.85 meters, and his tall and straight figure almost blocked the light above his head.

Just standing there lazily, staring at him with smiling eyes, his appearance was extremely handsome, and he didn't say a word, but he couldn't stop the evil spirit that came to his face.

The loud noise just now was when he threw the plate in his hand on the table.

He has been so popular at school recently that he has become the dream male god of many girls.

It even took his place at one point.

Song Youhang recognized him and couldn't help swallowing: "Teacher? ”

In fact, he had nothing to be afraid of, but I don't know why, he was swept away by a man's eyes like this, and his legs trembled inexplicably.

"Classmates."

Rong Sheng snorted lightly, the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and stared down at him: "Your position is mine." ”

Song Youhang has always been a male god at school.

But in front of this man, the level is not enough in an instant.

He was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stood up.

"Teacher, so you're eating." Song Youhang gave up his position a little embarrassed.

His eyes fell on Hua Ying, and he didn't notice anything wrong.

After all, it's normal for teachers and classmates to have a meal.

Song Youhang smiled wryly, then turned his head, and said to her in a rather skillful tone: "Ju Ying, then you eat first, and let's talk on WeChat." ”

Rong Sheng sat down on the chair, with a ruffian and unruly posture, his peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously, and he stared at the girl opposite: "Huh? ”

After a pause, he spoke dangerously again: "WeChat? ”

He was away for a few minutes.

They've gotten to this point?

Song Youhang didn't hear the murderous aura in his tone.

They are already college students, not high school students, and they are worried about being scolded by teachers for their early love.