[Host, that, you seem to have gotten rid of ......]

[Wen Huai stopped leaving. 】

Still playing the gentle and beautiful tutor's ginger chacha: "......"

The pen in her hand was almost wrung off by her.

Ginger Chacha instantly bitter gourd face up.

She didn't want to apologize to him for making her lose too ugly, so she came up with such a method, he was quite possessive, so she planned to provoke him.

Agitated will be excited, and before she can be excited, others will not look at her, and she will leave directly.

Her heart now seems to be blocked with a lot of cotton, and her heart is stuffy.

He's gone, who else is she going to show this play?

The good student next to her looked at her cautiously at this time, as if wondering why she suddenly stopped playing the formula on the note.

Ginger Tea Tea: ...... My sister is in a really good mood. ：）

Although Wen Huaizhi left, she still had to do this hour of family accompaniment work well.

However, the formula is becoming more and more irritating to write on paper.

After he finally understood, Jiang Chacha gestured to him to go to WC.

After Wen Huaizhi left, she was irritable during this time.

So, she was thinking about whether he would suddenly take revenge on her.

After washing her hands in the women's toilet and drying them, she walked out absentmindedly with her eyelids down, and even when she came out, she was still thinking about it.

So she didn't even notice that there was a black figure walking straight towards her on the other side.

When she realized it, a thin, strong arm reached out and grabbed her shoulder without mercy, forcing her body to retreat.

Then she snorted, her slender back slamming into a hard wall behind her.

Her eyelashes fluttered several times before she dared to open them.

What caught his eye was Wen Huaizhi's indifferent and gloomy eyes, with dark pupils and bottomless depth.

It made her heart tremble.

He was so tall that the top of his head was cut off from the light behind him, and his face was backlit, with only the black, hard stubble being beaten down with a light golden light.

His tone was one with a gentle smile.

But his top-down eyes are as cold as frost and snow.

"Teacher, long time no see."

Jiang Chacha's body stiffened instantly, and her body subconsciously wanted to continue to stick back, but she could only stick closer to the cold wall, and there was no way out.

Her mouth opened and closed, and finally her mouth held back a dry word.

"Okay, long time no see."

Wen Huaizhi glanced at her meaninglessly through the lenses, and finally he chuckled.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, and the teacher has treated me ... It's a lot rusty. ”

Jiang Chacha wanted to speak, but in the end she bit her tongue, her tongue hurt, and she frowned in pain.

She turned her face away, not daring to look at him directly, so she had to hang her eyelids.

Wen Huaizhi's slightly cool hand was raised in front of her at this time, and gently brushed away a wisp of lightly fragrant green silk that fell on her eyebrows.

His fingertips slid over her skin like a soft feather.

He gently pinned the wisp of green silk behind her ear, but did not remove his hand, but gently stroked her soft ear.

He spoke in a tone like sympathy, whispering and flirting in her ear, but his eyes were shivering with coldness.

He smiled, "Doesn't the teacher like to call me Xiaohuai the most?" ”

His fingers tracing the outlines of her ears thinly, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous, causing her to shiver in a fine way.

"Why don't you call now, huh?"

(End of chapter)