Summer has arrived, the hot noon sun in Yujiang City is so hot that people can't open their eyes, there are very few pedestrians on the road, no one wants to stay in the sun for a while, only those who come and go in air-conditioned cars occasionally point to the freshly repaired building in the middle of the street and talk about the "accident" that happened a few weeks ago.

If it weren't for the news report, no one would have imagined that there was a black gun factory in this ordinary building, and even when the troops came to arrest people, they dared to resist stubbornly, and even detonated the gas pipe later, almost blowing up all the buildings in this area.

However, this matter is already in the past, because there is no follow-up eye-catching news, except for the first few days of TV and newspaper reports, it quickly cooled down, and most of the citizens of Yujiang have almost forgotten about it.

As for Lin Jixin's Yucai Middle School, not to mention, the students on the eve of the exam even took a break into a slightly luxurious thing.

Of course, Lin Jixin was not among those who studied hard, and he was napping boredly on the swing next to the playground at this time.

Not far away, the basketball was confiscated, and Cheng Hong, the director of discipline, who had criticized a group of students who dared to come to play basketball on the eve of the exam, as if he didn't see him, escorted the group of students to the teaching building.

"There's a skipper over there!"

The so-called skipping class,It is the last self-study class in the afternoon,Generally speaking, students are allowed to arrange their learning tasks freely,Occasionally, some playful people run out to play ball or something, and most of them are only reminded of two sentences,But dare to do this before the exam,Teachers have to move seriously。

Seeing that Lin Jixin still dared to look leisurely over there, there was a student who had no eyesight who was psychologically unbalanced, and immediately pointed at him and complained to Cheng Hong.

He was greeted by a slap on Cheng Hong's head and face: "Dare to talk back, be honest!" ”

The student turned his head aggrieved, not understanding how this could have anything to do with talking back.

Listening to their footsteps walking away, and hearing a familiar footstep walking to his side, he still squinted his eyes and half-leaned on the chain of the swing: "What do you eat at night?" ”

"Isn't that something you should be thinking about?" Ding Jing's voice came from his ears, pretending to be surprised.

He made a bitter face: "No, you want me to cook again!" ”

"This is called the ability to work hard!" Ding Jing smiled and gave him a wink, "You should feel honored to have a beautiful woman like me to eat with you!" ”

He also gave her a big eye.

"Also," Ding Jing said again, "Even if you don't come to school, you have to make sure that the phone is turned on, and you are not allowed to not answer my call!" ”

He only rolled his eyes vigorously.

Conversations like this have been going on for more than a day.

Since the last time he showed "suicidal tendencies", Ding Jing has come to care about him from time to time, chat with him, have a meal or something, but last week when he went to Ding Jing's house for dinner, Ding Jingcai answered the phone halfway, and he fried two side dishes, and Ding Jing, who was eating with glowing eyes, made up his mind to rely on him.

"Let's go, let's go grocery shopping, and the food will be gone when it's late." Ding Jing said.

"You don't know that this is class time?" He was speechless for a while, "How can a teacher take a student to skip class." ”

"You still need to take classes?" Ding Jing pouted, "It's enough to be our teacher." ”

She suddenly leaned over her face and looked at him carefully.

"Why?" He shrank back "vigilantly".

"I want to see what makes the structure of a genius different from that of a normal person, and he knows more than the teacher about everything, and we all have to be confused."

"Since you've admitted it, come, call the teacher to listen!"

"Cut, think beautifully!"

The two of them walked outside the school with their mouths arguing, because Ding Jing took it, and the security guard at the door let him go without questioning.

First went to the parking lot not far from the school to pick up the car, Ding Jing drove this very ordinary car to the nearby vegetable market, the two bought a bunch of vegetables, and drove back to Ding Jing's residence.

"Oops, I'm tired!" Ding Jing entered the door and turned on the air conditioner, threw off her sandals, and lay on the sofa in the living room without any image.

"What are you tired of?" Lin Jixin's white eyes have been trained recently, "I picked the dishes, and I picked the things, so I almost didn't carry you upstairs." ”

"It's not like you haven't carried it," Ding Jing threw another wink.

Thinking of the first time they met, the two couldn't help but laugh.

"A good thing for you." He pulled a porcelain vase out of his pocket.

Ding Jing stretched out his hand to take it, and the sound that swayed from it should be filled with some kind of liquid: "What is it?" ”

She opened it as she spoke, and there was some kind of light brown viscous liquid inside, with a faint fragrance that smelled like some kind of plant.

"Beauty secrets, heirloom." He smiled faintly, "Take a bath and put two or three drops in the bathtub for a week to ensure that your skin is smooth and white." ”

"My skin isn't smooth enough and white enough?" Ding Jing was dissatisfied, and deliberately took off her stockings, falling out of her small slender feet and a white calf.

"It's just smoother and whiter." He raised his eyebrows, "You're so wordy, don't give it back to me." ”

Ding Jing hurriedly hid the things behind him: "Seeing that you are so sincere, the teacher will reluctantly help you use it." ”

"No, I don't like to force people."

"I just like to be forced to ...... Wow Ha ...... Help......"

Before she finished speaking, Lin Jixin pounced on her "viciously" and squeaked her, and she immediately let out a burst of uncontrollable laughter, and her tears almost burst out of her eyes.

The two were arguing on the couch when the doorbell rang suddenly.

"I'll open the door first." Ding Jing took this opportunity to quickly run away from his clutches.

"Who?" She asked, leaning over to the peephole and looking out.

Her face immediately darkened, opened the door, and said with a calm face, "What are you doing here?" ”

Outside stood a young man, dressed in a fashionable fashion with a brand, holding a large bouquet of bright red roses.

He was full of smiles: "Teacher Ding......"

His words choked, and a smile froze on his face.

In front of him, a hand that clearly belonged to a man rested on the slender waist of his goddess and pulled her into his arms with the utmost natural nature.

"Baby, who's looking for you?"