Living with the Teacher: The Merry Student

Zhuo Yifan helped Shen Jiayi pull up the quilt with some amusement, and gently covered her body, then closed the door and walked out. 【*】

Zhuo Yifan left, and Shen Jiayi seemed relieved.

Opening her beautiful eyes and confirming that there was only one person in the room, Shen Jiayi couldn't help feeling her cheeks burn again.

This scoundrel, how can he hug himself?Shen Jiayi felt infinitely ashamed.But what surprised her was that she didn't resist his hug.

What kind of boy is he...?

It shouldn't be as annoying as other men, right?

At least he was decent, and he didn't do anything to take advantage of him while he was asleep!

No, you hugged yourself?Why not take advantage?

No, he also hugged himself because he wanted to get himself fucked, right?Shen Jiayi began to find excuses for Zhuo Yifan in her heart.

Shen Jiayi, who was lying on the bed, couldn't sleep all night. As soon as she closed her eyes, she remembered Zhuo Yifan's smiling face tonight. She sniffed the man's unique breath left by Zhuo Yifan with her nose, and she felt her heart was in turmoil.

For the first time, I felt a heartbeat that I hadn't felt in 25 years.

However, Zhuo Yifan didn't expect that there had been sparks between himself and Shen Jiayi, so he leisurely found a can of drink in the refrigerator of Shen Jiayi's villa, drank it before leaving Shen Jiayi's villa.

Sitting in his car, Zhuo Yifan's cell phone rang suddenly.

Why is there someone calling me so late?It's almost one o'clock.After looking at it, I realized that it was actually the call from the little witch Song Zixin.Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and he couldn't help smiling bitterly and said to himself: "Is this girl really still waiting for me to go home?"

"Zixin! It's so late and you haven't slept yet? Do you have anything to do with me?" Zhuo Yifan felt sorry for the little girl, and his tone was very gentle.

"Brother Yifan! Why haven't you come back yet? I'm so worried about you! I'm afraid to sleep without you here!" Song Zixin's voice was a little tired, a little nervous, and even slightly crying.

sweat.What does this say?This girl really regards herself as a little daughter-in-law, can't sleep without her husband coming back?

"I had something to do just now, and I'll be right back now. There are still 10 minutes at most. Go to bed quickly! You have class tomorrow!" Zhuo Yifan immediately comforted Song Zixin, and Song Zixin hung up with a "huh" phone.

Go back quickly, otherwise this girl will really go to school with her panda eyes on her head tomorrow.Zhuo Yifan started the car helplessly, then kicked the accelerator and drove away.

Zhuo Yifan didn't break his promise, and he arrived at home 10 minutes later.This is also due to the fact that there are few cars in the middle of the night, and the roads are relatively smooth.If it were daytime, it might not be enough time to double it again.

As soon as he opened the door and went in, Zhuo Yifan found that the light in the living room had been turned off.But through the dim moonlight outside the window, Zhuo Yifan still saw the figure of a girl curled up on the sofa.

"Brother Yifan, are you back?" Song Zixin asked softly, with tension and joy in his voice.

"Well! I'm back! Why don't you go to bed? It's so late, you don't want to go to class tomorrow?" Zhuo Yifan turned on the light angrily and amusedly, before sitting on the sofa and asking.

Song Zixin jumped up and threw herself into Zhuo Yifan's arms, tightly hugging Zhuo Yifan's waist with both hands.