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

Chapter 809 I Was Rejected Again (1)

"I just celebrated my 20th birthday not long ago, you remember?"

"Well, but 20 years old is already the national legal age for marriage, and the school regulations don't say that students at school cannot get married." Han Yan'an said immediately.

"Sponsor, I'm not arguing with you! If you're arguing, who can say anything against you!" Luo Congcong patted his forehead with tears in his eyes, and then patted his forehead lightly in turn, "You Listen to me first, okay?"

"But……"

"obedient."

"Hmm..." Han Yan'an drooped his eyes in frustration, then nodded, "Speak, I'll listen."

Luo Congcong raised his hand to touch his hair in satisfaction: "Our An'an is so good, my sister will buy you candy."

"Um……"

"Then let me continue what I just said. I am 20 years old, four years younger than you. So I eat four years less rice than you, drink four years less water, and experience much less than you. You start When I was working in the graduate school, I was still reading novels in my school uniform. When you were promoted to the deputy dean, I was thinking about where to go after school. When you were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, I was frantically preparing for the college entrance examination. When your ability is high enough to be a teaching assistant across departments, I am your class representative, a freshman who doesn't know anything."

"Hmm..." Han Yanan blinked.

Luo Congcong paused for a moment, then continued: "Yan'an, compared to me, you are so good. Not only good, but the word good is far behind you. I don't blame you for saying that , My boyfriend is so good, of course I will feel very proud. But it is also because you are so good, so I don't want others to think that I am with you because God wants to balance your household registration. "

"I do not……"

"I know you don't mean that, and I don't have to care about other people's opinions. But even if others don't think so, I still think it's unfair to you. You are a prince. In ancient times, you would be the champion of the prime minister's family. But I'm just a girl from a well-to-do family. I won't help your future, and I don't have enough vision to have the same life circle as you."

"I don't think there is anything wrong with you. You have your own strengths, and I didn't know how proud I was when I chased you. My mother also said that it was you who suffered more, so..."

"so."

Luo Cong took his words in a soft voice, Han Yan'an had no choice but to swallow the rest of the words, softened his brows and eyes, and said two words: "So."

"So, let's not rush to get married, wait until I grow up, eat more rice and drink more water, walk a wider road, see more worlds, become more mature, and have more confidence to stand up When we are by your side, let's talk about marriage again. I hope that the future between you and me can be more secure, instead of being like Sister Chen, who clearly locks a person with a ring, but ends up being a stranger to him. Yan An, I may be somewhat traditional in this regard, but I always feel that marriage is a lifetime event, and for this important decision, we should all prepare more carefully."

After saying this, Luo Cong raised his hand to poke a dimple on his cheek, blinking mischievously: "Is it okay? Our family is safe?"

Luo Congcong's shadow was reflected in Han Yan'an's eyes, and he nodded slowly after a long time: "Well, it's all up to you."

"So cute." Luo Congcong stroked his hair and smiled with satisfaction.

But in the next second, Han Yanan suddenly slumped back on the back of the sofa, put his arms on his eyes, and sighed: "I was rejected by you again..."

(End of this chapter)