The school grass is the teacher: Teacher Gao Leng, please ask questions

Chapter 208 Good Night
After Luo Congcong said this, even she thought she was crazy.

Look at Han Yan'an's face, and think about his character, he doesn't look like someone who can say "good night"!

Even if his recent painting style is abnormal, in the final analysis, he is still that aloof assistant teacher Han at his core!
Luo Congcong shook his head, looked at Han Yan'an's expressionless eyes, and smiled coquettishly: "Hey, just pretend I didn't say it, I'll change it...but I can't think of anything else for a while..."

Han Yan'an didn't speak, and simply walked with her in silence until the two stood in front of Building No. [-]. Luo Cong never thought of a good idea.

In the end she sighed, and waved her hand with great regret: "It seems that I am really used to being oppressed by you, and finally I have the opportunity to bully you, but I have more than I can do!"

"En." Han Yan'an handed over the bag and responded.

Luo Cong took it from one hand, and went to take off the hat with the other hand.But as soon as she put her hand on the brim of the hat, Han Yan'an stretched out his hand and pressed it on top of her head.

"Don't pick it up, go back to the dormitory and pick it up."

"Okay, then I'll pay you back tomorrow."

"Ah."

Yawning and walking back to the dormitory, Luo Cong took off his hat and hung it on the wall beside the bed. When Susu saw it, she immediately asked her with a smirk, "Where did you get the hat, Assistant Professor Han's?"

"Susu, your question is too non-technical." Tomato summed it up briefly, and asked a technical one, "Did you have fun with Assistant Professor Han today?"

Xingzi smacked her lips: "Your question has no technical content. You should ask Cong Cong directly. You will play with Assistant Teacher Han tomorrow, right?"

Luo Congcong yawned again, and took the washbasin to wash up: "A group of liberal arts students are talking about science, I have always been a good boy who studies hard and makes progress every day, okay?"

"Tsk tsk, from now on, I won't make a draft when I brag."

"Worthy of being a class representative, you can speak well!"

Too lazy to pay attention to them, Luo Cong got into bed directly after washing, planning to go to bed early today.But when she really lay down, she found that she was no longer sleepy!
This is really a cruel fact!

Luo Congcong took out his mobile phone to play for a while, and waited until the lights were turned off, but he was still not sleepy.

After browsing the forum for more than ten minutes, I am still not sleepy.

Chatting with Wang Yuan about the video recorded today, life and death are not sleepy.

In the end, she turned over and simply found the photos taken today from the album.Looking through the latest ones, they were all taken by Han Yan'an from the photo album in the laboratory.Scrolling forward, Han Yan'an's smiling face, which was quickly photographed in the hot pot restaurant, suddenly appeared.

When she took the picture, Han Yan'an happened to raise his hand to cover his face, and the hand that had only been raised but hadn't been raised seemed a bit out of place with his smiling face.Luo Cong enlarged his big eyes and found that they were also full of smiles.

"Is it that funny..." Luo Cong muttered in a low voice, her eyes suddenly glanced at the time, and she realized that it was almost twelve o'clock.

As soon as twelve o'clock comes, her alarm clock will ring, and even if she thinks of a reason to order him in the future, she will have no chance.

Luo Cong turned over in dissatisfaction: "It's a pity."

Looking through Han Yan'an in the photo album again, her phone suddenly vibrated briefly, it was a QQ message.

Luo Cong subconsciously thought it was a message from Wang Yuan, but after clicking on it casually, he found that it was a voice from Han Yan'an.

She blinked suspiciously, ducked her head into the bed, and then turned on the voice.

"Good night."

Han Yan'an's deep and magnetic voice was transmitted to her ears through the microphone, with an inexplicable gentleness and obedience in that tone, which made her whole body relax.

Luo Cong smiled brightly, put the phone close to his lips, and replied in a low voice.

"Good night." But her tone was clearly cheerful.

After saying this, the alarm clock miraculously rang just in time, and she just turned off the alarm clock when she felt drowsiness attacking her brain in an instant.

A night without dreams.

(End of this chapter)