her smile is sweet

Chapter 485 Contrived Han Junyi

Song Qiming was startled by the sudden sound, and quickly let go of Little Miaomiao.

Freed, Little Miaomiao held her wrist, as if avoiding half of the plague, keeping far away from Song Qiming.

Several people at the door stepped aside to make way for He Qi.

He Qi walked in front of several people without looking sideways, and his cold and serious voice hit everyone's chest like a heavy hammer.

"Do you know where this place is?"

The cold and serious voice was full of coercion, and everyone lowered their heads and dared not speak.

He Qi glanced over Xiao Miaomiao and the others bit by bit, "Do you know where this is?"

Everyone: "..."

Of course they knew, but they just didn't speak.

"This is a classroom, a place for you to learn, not a place for you to chat and talk about love."

He Qi's voice paused word by word, extremely clear. When he was speaking, He Qi's eyes were fixed on the spot on Little Miaomiao's wrist that Song Qiming pinched red.

Little Miaomiao, who was already guilty, felt He Qi's gaze, and her little head drooped even more.

Out of respect for the teacher, and because of He Qi's noble status, no one present dared to refute He Qi's words.

"You, you, and you, the three of you come with me."

He Qi pointed at Lin Shan, then at Tian Mi, and finally at Little Miaomiao.

He is the head teacher of the second class of the first grade in the university. Excluding the spectators, among the five people present, only these three are his students.

When leaving, He Qiyun's breezy eyes skipped over Song Qiming.

It's strange that Song Qiming's gaze, which is obviously light and light, has a little bit of fear.

Song Qiming should be thankful that he is not his head teacher, otherwise he would have let him know the consequences of robbing He Qi's wife.

……

After Xiao Miaomiao and others were taken away by He Qi, only Han Yijun and Song Qiming were left in place.

Han Yijun looked at Song Qiming for help with his big wet eyes, "Senior Song, Shanshan and the others will be fine!"

A weak girl like Han Yijun can easily make people feel protective, and at the same time, it also makes Song Qiming's machismo eager to try in his body.

He tried his best to suppress the urge to hold Han Yijun in his arms to comfort him, and comforted him in a soft voice: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"That's good." Han Yijun lowered his head and said softly: "Senior Song, if there is nothing else, then I will leave first. I just transferred to this school yesterday, and there are still many things I haven't packed."

"Really?" Song Qiming's head became hot, "Do you need me to clean it up?"

"Will it be too much trouble for you?" Han Yijun asked understandingly, "Except for some books, I can't move them, but I can do the rest."

"Let me help you!" Song Qiming walked forward without hesitation.

Han Yijun bit her lip and stood there.

Song Qiming walked a long way, but he didn't see Han Yijun following him.

He turned his head and saw the little girl standing there with her head bowed and struggling.

He smiled, "Why don't you go?"

"It's too much trouble for you." Han Yijun frowned.

"No trouble, I'm fine anyway, let's go!"

After speaking, Song Qiming strode back, took Han Yijun's hand and walked to the girls' dormitory.

When the generous big hand held Han Yijun's soft and boneless little hand, I felt a whimper in my heart...

He frowned, looked to the side, lowered his brows and looked pleasingly, the soft and small person tried his best to suppress the feelings he shouldn't have.

(End of this chapter)