"Where do you live now? Is your boyfriend's house? Tang Ye held the steering wheel with his right hand, leaned his left elbow on the side of the car window, blew the night breeze, and asked with a smile.

"Tang Ye, this is my private life, if Xuanxuan asks, I can still think that she is gossiping, you, forget it." After she finished speaking, she heard the sound of Didi swiping the card, and replied, "I have something, let's talk about it after class tomorrow." ”

She slipped off the phone, and before she could get up from the massage chair, the door opened, and a man in a black trouser and black shirt walked in with two large suitcases in his hands.

He glanced at the mobile phone she had just hung up next to the massage chair, as if inadvertently, and asked as he walked towards the suite, "Just hung up?" Who is it? ”

"Tang Ye, remind me to bring the textbooks for class tomorrow," she stood up, followed behind him, and asked, "I have all the textbooks with me, right?" And a change of underwear and clothes? ”

"Hmm." The man was in a place she couldn't see, his face was gloomy.

Yezi was not wary of that man at all, and even thought that he would not have any crooked thoughts when he rejected him.

As a man, he can understand his thoughts.

It was a wolf staring at its prey ready to strike.

Bo Qiyan's hand carrying the suitcase was highlighted.

Yezi glanced at his hand and frowned, "Heavy?" ”

She took two quick steps, followed him, took it with a gesture, and was swept past by him.

The man glanced at her and said lightly, "Is Tang Ye a man?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, then frowned and thought about it, he said that he was not allowed to get too close to other men, so he replied, "He is our assistant professor, or Xuanxuan's brother, and my brother." ”

Brother?

The man's thin lips pursed slightly, walked to the suite, put down the suitcase, knelt down on one knee, crossed the code, unfolded the suitcase, and looked up at her, "Look, if it's missing, I'll let someone pick it up." ”

Squatting beside him at night, with her hands on her knees, her long, half-dried black curls scattered over her shoulders, she looked at him for a while, then asked him with a sideways face, "Is the textbook in another box?" ”

"Hmm." The man stood up, condescending, and without the girl knowing, she gathered her arms together without underwear, but she squeezed her into a shape that made the man's blood gush.

The man's eyes were dark, his throat rolled, and his eyes moved from the temptation squeezed out of her knees and arms to the delicate little face she was carefully examining, and said in a hoarse voice, "How is the recovery of the knife edge at night?" ”

The girl stretched out a white arm, tugged at the worn and unworn underwear in the suitcase, and frowned, "Why are they all underwear, outerwear and textbooks are all in that box?" ”

She raised her face unwillingly, met the man's hot eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

Following his gaze, he glanced down at his face, calmly reached out to tighten the bathrobe, stood up, and turned around, "Well, Dean Leng said that it will be completely fine in a month, and it is less than a month now, and it has not recovered." ”

The man narrowed his deep eyes, as if the dark surging emotions were about to overflow, he gently unbuttoned the two buttons on his neckline and called her, "At night, the bedroom is on the other side." ”

The girl's long black curly hair was draped on the pure white bathrobe, her back to the man's body stiffened, her footsteps did not stop, and she calmly walked towards the living room of the suite, "It's still early, I don't want to sleep yet!" ”