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

Chapter 699 Please, go to work!

Luo Congcong turned two pages of the book, and Han Yan'an came back. She pointed to the documents on the table, ran over quickly, licked her face and asked him, "Do you know that Sun Xiao likes Brother Wang?"

Han Yan'an looked down at the document, walked to the table and sat down, and uttered a voice: "Yes."

"You know?" Luo Congcong was shocked, and Lima sat down on the chair, leaning over to stare at him, "How do you know? Didn't you even attend the gathering of Dongdong's guidance class? How did you know this kind of bias?" Door's office romance!"

"A relationship belongs to both parties." Han Yan'an flipped through the documents, and answered her casually, "Sun Xiao is just an unrequited love, not a relationship."

Luo Congcong was even more shocked, his mouth was so big that he almost stuffed his fist in it!

Seeing that she was silent, Han Yan'an raised his head and glanced, and smiled slightly: "It's not the first day for you to come to the courtyard, why did you only find out about it today?"

"Are you making fun of me?" Luo Cong drooped his eyes.

"How dare I?" Han Yan'an lowered his head, "But recently the project is busy, and Sun Xiao doesn't come often, so it's reasonable for you not to notice."

Luo Cong twitched from the corner of his mouth: "Comfort me now, it's too late!" After she finished speaking, she glared at him, walked to the sofa and picked up the book, "I'm going to gossip with you, it's a waste of emotion..."

Han Yan'an smiled helplessly, and twirled the pen twice between his fingers: "However, I still advise you not to show it in front of Wang Dongxue, he is saving face."

"He already knew."

"..." Han Yan settled down, "Then make fun of it as you like."

All of a sudden, the feeling of gossip disappeared, Luo Cong cong said flatly: "Go to work, I won't bother you anymore, just pretend I don't exist."

The pen turned twice again: "Will it be boring?"

Luo Congcong covered his face with a book and stopped looking at him.

Han Yan'an smiled, bowed his head and continued to work. After 10 minutes, he looked up and found that Luo Congcong's movements had not changed. He was still holding the book with one hand to cover his face, so he couldn't see the expression behind the book.

He stood up suspiciously and took two steps towards the sofa, and soon found that the girl was hiding behind the book and scrolling through Weibo. He frowned and took the book away, her eyes suddenly brightened.

Luo Congcong maintained the movement of holding the mobile phone with his right hand and holding up the book with the left hand, staring up at Han Yan'an with a gloomy face, and said without confidence: "You... how do you know..."

"I'm your teacher." Han Yan'an spit out, spreading his right hand in front of her, "Give it to me."

Luo Congcong quickly hid the phone behind his back, and flattened his mouth aggrievedly: "No... I watched it for a long time today, and I'm tired of watching... You go to work, I promise to play quietly, or, I go out to play?"

As soon as she stood up, Han Yan'an immediately pressed her shoulders, thought deeply for a moment, and finally returned the phone to her in surrender: "Then play for a while and continue reading."

"Thank you, Lord Ron!" Luo Congcong happily held the phone, threw the book aside and crossed his legs, "Go to work and ignore me!"

Han Yan'an shook his head helplessly, and returned to his seat: "You have read this book countless times, why don't you buy a new one?"

"The annotations in this book are very detailed!"

"Yeah." Han Yan'an thought for a while, tapped on the table with a pen, and suddenly said quietly, "Your birthday is a few days later, I'll give you a study set of Shan Hai Jing, how about it?"

As soon as Luo Congcong let go, the phone fell to the ground with a "slap", and even the battery fell out. She glanced at him hopelessly, and reminded him for the nth time: "Dean Han, you still concentrate on your work." Let's go! It's better for you to take care of mortal affairs!"

(End of this chapter)