Quickly wear the boss, she is always teased by male gods

Chapter 375 The Boss He Loves Repairing Cars 38
Looking at the question on the blackboard, I don't know how much time passed, and just before Lian Jue was about to bald, there was a sudden gust of wind around her, and someone stood beside her.

Lian Jue turned his eyes and saw the familiar profile, "You..."

Putting his slender index finger on his lips, Qin Lang hissed. His tall figure stood quietly by her side. He lowered his eyes slightly, and there was a faint smile on his lips. His cool voice was very light in the quiet environment: "Is it difficult?"

Lian Jue looked behind.

Cen Mu seemed to be asking the professor some interesting questions, and the students around him surrounded them curiously.

Cen Mu raised his eyes and gave her a look.

Lian Jue turned his head and looked at Qin Lang, annoyed: "If you have an answer, quickly show it, don't be silly!"

Qin Lang copied his pockets with both hands, swayed, hummed and laughed, and said slowly, "There is no answer."

Lian Jue resisted the urge to hit him with the tip of the chalk in his hand: "Then why are you here?!"

Qin Lang slowly raised his leg and approached her one step, two steps... and whispered in her ear: "Of course it's for your spiritual support."

Lian Jue: "..."

She decisively threw a piece of chalk on his forehead.

Qin Lang picked it up very steadily and didn't touch him at all.

Instead, Shi Shiran knocked on her forehead, "Stop teasing you, save you."

He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear: "The first sentence means..."

Lian Jue stared at the topic, thoughtful.

He didn't say much, but simply said what he meant.

But Lian Jue was not stupid, and quickly guessed and found the corresponding words according to his prompts, calculated the numbers, and finally connected them one by one with French words to assemble a decent result.

Qin Lang raised his eyebrows, "Our Shengsheng is so smart."

Lian Jue rolled his eyes at him, threw the chalk and got off the podium.

Qin Lang followed her slowly.

I originally planned to write for the chick, but I didn't expect him to be completely unnecessary.

It's over, the chick seems to be much smarter than he imagined, um, will it be difficult to lure?
Lian Jue sat down properly, and Cen Mu saw that the momentum was almost there, so he stopped the topic in time and let the professor go.

The old man walked to the blackboard, glanced at the written answer, and with an expression of approval on his face, he explained his thoughts to everyone.

Of course, no one is listening.

Qin Lang put his hands behind his head and chuckled, "Shengsheng, what's for lunch?"

He didn't even turn his head back: "I didn't say I would have dinner with you."

"..."

Qin Lang retaliated by pulling her hair from behind: "Don't forget who rescued you."

Lian Jue waved his paw away impatiently: "Obviously he just pushed me into the pit."

She stared at him, and added: "I really don't know how you feel."

Qin Lang stopped arguing with her, and pulled her hair with one hand: "Eat with me, eat with me, eat with me..."

Lian Jue was too annoying, lowered his voice, "Are you annoying?"

Qin Lang shrugged, "I think it's okay, it's to the extent that people like it."

Lian Jue: "..."

Just as she turned her head from this side, the man over there started pulling her hair again, "Eat with me, eat with me, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat..."

Lian Jue gritted his teeth, "Whatever you want, let go!"

If it continues, she'll be bald!
My hair was short.

Qin Lang's fingers paused for a while between her hair, and finally paused slightly, "Shengsheng, you still look good with long hair, when can you grow your hair long? What does it feel like to let me touch it..."

(End of this chapter)