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

Chapter 414 I am not as weak as you think (2)

"You poisonous woman! You actually want to poison me to death! I must tell my mother and drag you into the cold palace, and I will never see you again in this life!" The little ant immediately answered the words in a cadence.

Luo Cong opened the window to let the wind blow in, and counterattacked without hesitation: "That's just right, I plan to bring you a bowl of musk soup. Before I am thrown into the cold palace, I will never let your child be born." possible!"

As soon as the last two words were uttered, Luo Congcong felt a person passing behind him, who seemed to cast a strange look at her!

Luo Cong tapped his forehead with no shame: "Stop making trouble, there is someone on my side."

"Who is there? Brother Yan'an?"

Luo Congcong was helpless: "Little Ant, when did you become so familiar with Assistant Teacher Han? I have known him for more than a semester, and I still have to call him Assistant Teacher Han!"

The little ant laughed: "Because he is not my teacher! Seriously, I took three days off and I will go to your school tomorrow. When will you go back?"

Luo Cong put his head out of the window to get some air, counting the time: "It will be noon at the earliest, when will your train arrive?"

"It's noon for me too! Sis, can you ask Brother Yan'an to pick me up at the station? I want to see him sooner!"

"Little ant, don't you admire Xingyang the most? Why do you like Assistant Teacher Han now? Xingyang will be sad if you are like you." Luo Congcong stretched his waist and was about to turn around and lean on the window sill when he stared at At some point behind her, there was someone more! "Han... teaching assistant..."

"Brother Yan'an and Xingyang are tied for first place now! Sister, did you hear that, can you ask him to pick me up tomorrow?"

Luo Cong watched Han Yan'an walk to her side to blow a breeze, and hurriedly said to the phone: "Don't be so greedy, he is not free tomorrow, let your second idol pick you up!"

"Hey! Brother Dongze is now the third!"

"I don't care what number he is, anyway, don't trouble Assistant Teacher Han tomorrow!" Luo Congcong whispered at the end, then hung up the phone and looked at Han Yan'an with a sneer.

"Your brother?" Han Yan'an leaned on the window sill and asked her.

Luo Congcong nodded guiltily: "Well...he said he would go to University A tomorrow, it seems that Xingyang's concert time has been set..."

"En." Han Yan'an responded without speaking.

The evening wind outside the window blew in, and Luo Congcong also leaned on the window sill, letting the evening wind blow in her ears, raised her head and stared at him carefully for a moment: "Are you drunk?"

"No." Han Yan'an shook his head lightly, then looked at the back of her head, "Why did you change the hair tie?" The black hair tie used to be simple, but this time it was replaced with a blue one with white spots.

"Ah?" Luo Cong subconsciously reached out and touched her ponytail, "Oh...Susu bought it for me this afternoon...I thought it looked pretty, so I tied it up directly..."

"Hmm." Han Yan'an looked at it calmly for a few seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand to close the window, the evening wind stopped for a moment, and Luo Cong's flying hair obediently fell down.

There was no sound again, Luo Cong squeezed his hair around his ears in embarrassment, and asked him: "I think your face is a little red, why don't we go straight away, you have to sober up."

"fine."

As soon as Han Yan'an finished speaking, a classmate ran up not far away and asked them to go back and take pictures.

Han Yan'an responded, but after that classmate went back, he didn't move. Instead, he turned around and held the broken hair on the other side of her ear for her, and said gently: "Didn't you say that this dinner party is very important? Since it is important, you should let it go." You stay until the last moment. And..." He smiled helplessly, and put his hands in his pockets, "Congcong, I'm not as weak as you think, just a few glasses of wine, I can handle it."

(End of this chapter)