Hearing this, Xu Hanqing's bottomless eyes looked directly at her, and an indescribable strangeness spread in the quiet and dull office.

Especially being stared at directly by his dark and deep glasses, Yan Xi felt a little difficult to breathe.

I don't know what he'll say in the next second.

But in such a situation, Yan Xi had an urge to escape.

In the middle of the night, his deep voice sounded again. "Are you really interested in my class, or do you have some other 'purpose'"

When he said the last two words, he noticeably accentuated his tone, as if it were not a question but a statement of facts.

Yan Xi felt his body tremble almost as he finished speaking.

In front of him, it seemed that no matter what lies she said, he would see through them. So what should she say? Is it telling the truth? She really came to his class because she had a purpose.

But if she really said that, then can she continue to rub in the next class?

Obviously, unlikely.

Knowing that she had bad intentions towards him, how could he tolerate her to continue to do so?

But it's not just her who has a purpose for him, and he won't just target her, right?

Thinking about it, Yan Xi has the bottom.

"I..." How to say that?

For Yan Xi's hesitation, Xu Hanqing seemed very patient, and he was waiting for her to finish.

The night was starting to darken, and there were no lights on in the office, only scattered light shining through the curtains.

He leaned back against the couch, his beautiful, deep eyes staring at her quietly, with a hint of inquiry.

Somehow, being stared at by him, Yan Xi only felt that her scalp was numb, why did she always have an urge to run in front of him?

His eyes are different from other people's eyes, his expression is cold, but when those eyes look directly at you, it seems that he has seen through them.

"Actually, I..." Yan Xi only felt that his head was getting more and more dizzy, and even heavier and heavier.

Just as she was organizing her words and trying to speak again, a voice burst in.

"Professor Xu, you haven't left yet?"

Hearing this, Yan Xi raised his eyes and saw a woman standing at the door of the office.

Xu Hanqing looked over and nodded slightly at her. "Well, almost"

Yan Xi knew the woman at the door, who was Teacher Liu of ancient literature.

It's just that before she could say hello to the teacher, she had already noticed her.

She smiled, and then said to Xu Hanqing. "Professor Xu has only been in the school for a long time, and he is very popular with students, and there are still students who ask for advice at such a late hour."

Obviously, the teacher thought that she had a problem and wanted to ask Xu Hanqing, but this was normal, after all, since Xu Hanqing came to the school to substitute for teaching, the students who came to ask for questions did not account for half of the class.

Yan Xi smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say, because she was not asking him questions, but was kept by him.

Xu Hanqing just smiled faintly and didn't say anything.

"The weather hasn't been very good lately, so Professor Xu shouldn't go back too late."

After speaking, the teacher left, and when he left, his eyes stayed on Yan Xi's body for a while.

Somehow, Yan Xi always felt the way the teacher looked at her. It seems that some... Complex.

Thinking about it, she felt a little funny, maybe she was really not feeling well, and even her brain was a little drowsy, thinking too much.

After the teacher left, Xu Hanqing returned his gaze to her.

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