Like the smell of sewers
The long eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses moved, and they looked in her direction.
After seeing that it was her, the smile slowly deepened in his eyes.
β¦β¦ Wen Huaizhi, this dead man's laughter is really infiltrating.
Wen Huaizhi is obviously one year higher than her, I don't know why she is here.
Jiang Chacha rubbed the goosebumps on his arm, smiled sweetly at the head teacher, and responded to his words, and then as if he couldn't see that there was a living person next to him, he deliberately ignored Wen Huaizhi as air.
Wen Huaizhi didn't seem to care, lowered his head, and sorted out the things at hand.
The head teacher told her some class work, then raised her glasses and looked back and forth between the two of them.
This familiarity from the depths of the soul makes Jiang Chacha can't help but beat his heart.
Sure enoughβ
"By the way, the teacher needs to find someone to help tidy up some things now, soon, just ten minutes, you two... Are you free right now. He smiled to himself.
"......" Jiang Chacha smiled awkwardly.
He's got it all said, do they have room to refuse!
These teachers are really like to ask their students to help with these menial and time-consuming tasks.
So, she hates coming to the office the most!!
Compared with her hesitation, Wen Huaizhi seemed to be better than her, and he said gently: "Teacher Xu has to worry about so many things every day, I am idle and idle, I can help Teacher Xu a little more." β
After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at her again, and said with a smile: "If the vice president has something to do now, then go back first, and I'll help Teacher Xu." β
His voice is like a spring breeze, and everyone likes this kind of person who takes care of others.
However, he seems to be very caring on the surface, but if she really says that she has something to do and lets him do his own work, it will seem that she is not a person inside and out.
Why? Because he's a famous student president! The student president has so many affairs from morning to night a day, and he doesn't say that he is busy, but she, the vice president of the district, can she dare to say that she is busy?!
Can the vice president be busy with the student council president?!
Damn, what a scheming man!!
Jiang Cha Chapi didn't smile, gritted his teeth, "I'll also stay with the meeting and the elder to help the teacher." β
Wen Huaizhi didn't seem to be able to see her eyes that were about to breathe fire, and slowly moved his gaze away.
So the two of them sat in front of the computer and typed data into an excel sheet.
Being so bored that Jiang Cha Cha was so sleepy that she yawned.
On the other hand, Wen Huaizhi next to him sat upright, and his slender and good-looking fingers were constantly typing on the keyboard.
What a workaholic maniac.
Jiang Chacha couldn't understand why he was so bored because he had to be so serious about numbers.
Oh, by the way, she forgot, he's a perfectionist.
After all, it's a man who starts with a kiss when kissing, and no matter how it ends, he doesn't have to pay attention to it.
After all the recordings, the head teacher was long gone, and there were no other teachers in the classroom.
Jiang Chacha stretched his waist, and he didn't want to play the plot of his colleagues falling in love with him. She got up directly and wanted to leave.
"Vice President."
Wen Huaizhi's cello-like voice is always smiling, and Jiang Chacha now feels uncomfortable every time she listens to it.
She hugged her chest and didn't look back, she wrote her emotions on her face and in her voice, "What's the matter?" β
Behind him came the sound of him tidying up.
He put the documents away and said gently, "The vice president is going to the student union." Let's go together. β
As soon as Jiang Chacha wanted to refuse, she saw that the head teacher who was on the phone with her family outside suddenly came back.
So she had to swallow the words of refusal back into her stomach with grievances.
After getting off the elevator and walking on the forest path on campus, neither of them spoke, only the footsteps of the two of them were quiet.
Wen Huaizhi was going to walk a little faster than her, looking at his elegant and long back, outside, his gentlemanly etiquette really couldn't find a little mistake.
But Jiang Cha Cha walked behind, very vigilant.
There is no other reason, just because she tricked him last time.
Wen Huaizhi, who is bound to take revenge, will definitely always remember this incident, and will definitely find an opportunity to take revenge on her.
But why do it when she knows the consequences?
Ask, it's a word, cool!
The two walked into the elevator from the student union office building, and both of them were safe and sound.
Jiang Chacha lowered her head and played with her phone.
Suddenly, a shadow pressed against her corner.
Only when the two of them are alone will Wen Huaizhi take off his sanctimonious disguise, and all the gentleness and elegance will disappear.
There was still a little gentle smile on his face, but there was no temperature, and his eyes were cold.
He held out his long fingers and suddenly hooked a strand of curly hair on her chest.
It was obviously an ambiguous intimate action that belonged only to lovers, but when it was placed on him, Jiang Chacha only felt the gentle cold and cruel.
His jaw moved slightly, and his upper body moved closer to her, "Vice President... Do you still wear the perfume from last time? β
Unspeakable fear spread to all the limbs.
Jiang Cha Cha knew from beginning to end that he was too terrifying.
"Vice President, do you think your last perfume smelled like anything?" Wen Huaizhi lowered his head, came to her ear, and blew out a breath gently.
He was obviously laughing, but the words he said were full of cruel malice.
He squinted.
"Like a rotten garbage can, like the smell of a sewer."
Jiang Chacha believes that no girl will not be hurt when she hears this.
Those who are more fragile may cry.
Jiang Chacha bit her lip and lowered her head stiffly, her face covered with shadows, and she couldn't see her emotions.
After Wen Huaizhi finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets, raised his eyes high, and waited until the elevator rose to the fifth floor, and after making a dinging sound, the eyes under the reflective lenses once again surfaced a gentle little bit of broken light.
The elevator doors opened.
Directly across the elevator was a group of student council members working.
Wen Huaizhi no longer looked at Jiang Chacha, raised his long legs and took a step.
Suddenly, there was the sound of a small heel landing behind her, and she ran over.
The girl seemed to have changed people, and held his arm very intimately, and those beautiful eyes were smiling at him, like a piece of candy, and the pear vortex was sweet, she pressed her body to him, and said in a delicate voice: "Really, Lord Grown, why don't you wait for someone." β
"I told you to wait for me."
As soon as the words fell, the student council members in front of them all stopped what they were doing and looked at them stiffly.
They are... Did you hear me wrong......
Wen Huaizhi had just finished his other long leg, and the leather shoe hit the ground, so he stopped.
He slowly turned his head and landed a gentle gaze on hers.
He had an impeccable smile on his face, and his gold-rimmed glasses reflected the light, and he couldn't tell the difference between his expression when he looked down at her.