"Teacher, what's wrong with you?"

The night was as cold as water, and in the study, Wen Huaizhi, who was sitting opposite her, slowly pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Under the warm yellow light of the table lamp, the light in his eyes became a wisp of tenderness.

Today is Monday, and she came over to be his English teacher.

Jiang Chacha came back to her senses, shook her head and smiled, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about things just now." ”

Of course, Cheng Maki dismissed her.

She worked so hard, she couldn't understand why he fired her.

She was depressed, so she wanted to come up with a reason.

The Sven boy in front of him played with the pen in his hand, his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses stared at her quietly, and his lips pursed a little smile that was not too deliberate, "The teacher has been distracted several times today." ”

"I'm sorry......" Jiang Chacha finished speaking, with a shy and empty expression on her face.

She wasn't an English teacher in the first place, so of course she would be easily distracted when it came to learning this kind of thing.

No, no, if it continues like this, her part-time tutor will end sooner or later!

She shook her head, picked herself up again, and was about to start teaching again.

Who knew that Wen Huaizhi still looked at her with a smile, "Teacher, is this someone you like?" ”

“…… Ahem. ”

She almost choked on her own saliva.

She quickly took a sip of water to calm herself down.

She kept a straight face, "Little children, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

"If the teacher wants to give each other a gift or something, I can give advice to the teacher." He laughed.

Jiang Chacha couldn't hold back and asked, "Then have you ever given a gift to a girl?" ”

She stared at his face.

She wondered what he would say.

Wen Huaizhi's face was still very calm, and when he heard her ask this, there was no slight change in his facial muscles, he smiled, and his voice was steady, "No." ”

He continued.

"I haven't given a girl a gift yet."

The muscles on Ginger Chacha's face have changed a lot. Because she was smiling, her facial muscles were huddled.

No, no, she must not laugh.

He said it with a dignified appearance, as if he were doing something wrong.

But a few days ago, the person who casually threw 3 million to buy her a dress was right in front of her eyes.

Jiang Cha Cha really wants to ask him, does his face hurt every time he lies? ?

Wen Huaizhi saw that her expression was unusually rich and painful, frowned, and asked with concern, "Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Is it physically uncomfortable? Or is it a menstrual period? ”

I have to admit that he is a very gentleman and very good at taking care of girls.

But he had just told such an outrageous lie in front of her.

Jiang Chacha held back her smile and held back her uncomfortable, she covered her stomach, and suddenly said: "It's okay, I'm constipated." ”

"I've been constipated all year round, I'm used to it, you don't have to worry."

She's the kind of person who will talk to death.

Seeing that she was talking nonsense, Wen Huaizhi continued to smile and didn't say anything more.

Jiang Chacha took a deep breath, finally no longer wanting to laugh, she rubbed her sour cheeks.

"Come, let's move on."

"Okay." His throat moved.

She held the pen and used the tip of the pen to draw something on the test paper that lay horizontally in the center of the desk.

Her timbre is on the mature side, and her English pronunciation is also very standard and comfortable. can hear Huaizhi feel that her voice has a bit of magic that makes people's ears tingle.

She didn't deliberately speak with a voice, but it was natural in her voice, and this kind of pure desire and unconscious timbre made people unable to calm down.

The eyes under the narrow-rimmed glasses pretended to glance at her inadvertently.

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently stroked the hair around her ear, her fingers slightly bent, hooking it behind her ear, revealing her pure white earlobe.

She didn't wear any cumbersome earrings.

Her nails were also not stained with any chemicals, they were spotless, their nails were trimmed round, and the flesh inside was pink and white.

Every time she dresses, she is also very comfortable and simple.

She loves to wear long white dresses, and every time she walks on the gravel road at night, the hem of the skirt hanging on the thin white ankles is as white as jasmine blooming on the side of the road on a summer night.

She is like a jasmine, white, clean, pure.

The first time they met, he was attracted by the jasmine temperament on her.

Accustomed to seeing all kinds of dirty blood stains in the wealthy family, she appeared in white, with the fragrance of jasmine.

He is sick, obsessive-compulsive, has a psychological cleanliness and turtle hair perfectionism, and it is difficult for him not to notice her.

After seeing her for the first time, within a few days, he sent someone to investigate her information, her life experience, and her life experience in the past twenty years.

Although it is very immoral to snoop on her privacy in this way.

However, he needed to make sure she was clean.

As he thought, her background was indeed as clean as her person.

Ordinary family background, she has been very well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, her grades have been at the top of her class since elementary school, and her emotional experience is indeed as she said, she has only been in love once in high school. However, that love experience was very short, like a family, and it ended without even holding hands.

It's no different from many people's ordinary lives.

But that's enough.

Wen Huaizhi's gaze moved from her earlobe, lowered his eyes, and continued to smile and listen to her lecture.

Since the last time Wen Huaizhi asked her to go to the cinema to watch a movie, he asked her out once or twice later.

But she refused.

Working time should be separated from personal time, Jiang Chacha knows this truth very well, not to mention that she is still wearing a vest to death.

Wen Huaizhi is the one who knows how to repay the eyelids, she feels that she has lost her vest, she feels that she will not only be thrown by him, but maybe her ashes will be raised by him in the end.

Sure enough, just after the course, she was packing her things.

Wen Huaizhi stretched out his hand to help her cover the pen, and when he handed the pen to her, he also said at the same time: "Teacher, are you hungry?" ”

"Would you like to go to the restaurant for a bite to eat?"

"Western, Japanese, or Thai, what do you want to eat?"

After saying that, he smiled softly, as if everything was going according to his plan.

She knew it!

She didn't know what kind of evil Wen Huaizhi had bumpered with, and she always wanted to date her.

Could it be that he had noticed something was wrong and was looking for an opportunity to test her?

Jiang Cha Cha continued to organize her belongings and put them in her bag one by one.

She began to pretend to be a pure little girl, "It's too late, if I finish eating, I'll take a taxi and take the subway or something alone, it's not safe." ”

"I can send the teacher home."

She was embarrassed and reminded him: "We are so close, and we let you come home so late, Madame knows that she may be angry." ”

Wen Huaizhi smiled with his eyebrows, "Because of the teacher, my English has obviously improved a lot recently, and my mother has always wanted me to find more opportunities to thank the teacher." ”

"So teacher, you don't have to worry."

“……”

A few minutes later, Jiang Cha Cha walked depressedly on the gravel road.

The street lamps of the classical sculptures are side by side, emitting a dim light on the road, and I don't know if it was a hazy drizzle just now, and the wet ground was sparkling with lights, and there seemed to be an invisible fog floating in the air.

The elegant man beside her was walking side by side with her.

When he smiles and doesn't say anything, it's really stressful.

When Jiang Cha Cha felt embarrassed, he didn't feel it. He admired the flowers planted in the courtyard and enjoyed himself, as if he was just going out for a few laps after dinner to relax.

Jiang Chacha racked her brains, but she didn't think of a suitable topic to relieve the awkward atmosphere, so she simply gave up.

The road was so quiet that it was only the sound of her high heels hitting the ground.

This is the high-heeled shoes she bought for forty yuan at a roadside stall in order to pretend to be a college student and be more mature. Or she bargained with the boss and gave a six-percent discount.

Look, it's pretty good.

Blood earned!

Just when Jiang Chacha was so proud that her tail was about to be cocked, the rhythmic popping sound on the road suddenly became like a worn disc, making a strange sound.

Soon, the strap on the ankle of her high heel snapped and broke.

Ginger Tea Tea: ......

It cracked, and so did her.

As long as the tie of these high heels is broken, the heel of the foot can't be strapped, and it can't walk at all.

Assi! How can the quality of these shoes be like this!!

Knock you, knock you!

She was so embarrassed that she was about to tap her toes on the ground.

The man next to her seemed to notice it, and as soon as his footsteps stopped, his gentle long eyes under the glasses turned to her sideways, and his eyes moved slightly.

The streetlamp, still quietly glowing dimly, fell on his shoulders, and the ground was moonlit like water.

Under her surprised gaze, he actually squatted down, and the hands that could see the pale cyan meridians slowly stretched out to the slender ankles under her white dress.