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

Chapter 982 Anyway, You Are Older Than Me

"Hahahaha, you must have been assimilated by me. I am your role model, your idol, your goal, and your sunshine!" Luo Congcong put on the earrings, and said a series without guilt Then leaned over, "Does it look good?"

After Han Yan'an made sure that there was no car ahead, he looked at Luo Congcong.The earrings are very small and won't have eye-catching effect after wearing them, but with her clean and neat ponytail, the earrings have a small and fresh taste.

"It looks good and looks young."

While Luo Congcong was still in a daze, Han Yan'an pursed her lips and concentrated on driving while holding back a smile. After a few seconds, she realized that she raised her hand and wanted to give him a slap.But now that her life is in his hands, she can only clenched her fists and gritted her teeth to retreat, saying every word: "Anyway, younger than you..."

"Well, I'm older." Han Yan'an still couldn't bear to laugh, and slowed down the speed of the car, so as not to drift past in a moment of excitement.

Luo Congcong put his original earrings into the box, and suddenly felt a little sleepy.She yawned and continued to scan the space.

"Did your undergraduate classmates have a party?"

"Have."

"When? Why didn't I know? That's not right, you were a first-year graduate student when I was a freshman, and I have known you since you graduated... If you have a party, I should know..."

"You know." Han Yan'an couldn't hold back his laughter, and said with a dry cough.

"I know? How do I know? When did it happen, are there many people?"

Han Yan'an shook his head: "Alone, Xu Fei."

Luo Congcong felt a mouthful of old blood accumulating in his chest, and wished he could squirt it out and give Han Yan'an a white knife in and a red knife out.But her life is also very important, so she took a deep breath, and smiled without a smile on her face: "I'm talking about the class reunion, Teacher Han."

"That's not it."

"No, just say no, what are you talking about Senior Xu Fei! Oh no, Teacher Xu!"

"You didn't say it was a class reunion." Han Yan'an was obviously in a good mood today, and Luo Congcong gave her his mobile phone when he was angry, "Let's play the song."

"Alright, so I won't be too angry, and I will die with you directly." Luo Congcong yawned and unlocked his phone, and found an English song at random, "Where is the Chinese song I played for you earlier? Where did Liang Jingru go?" What about Mayday? Why is JJ Lin missing?"

"I can't get used to it."

"Cut..." She put the phone in front of her and found a comfortable position to sleep for a while.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she thought of another question: "Why is your unlock password 1124? I seem to have asked you, but I forgot it later."

"Well, you asked me when you were in Ningbo."

"Then what is 1124? It's not your birthday, nor mine..."

Her voice gradually weakened, the car stopped at the red light, and Han Yan'an found the usual coat from the back seat to cover her.He also found that her ponytail seemed to affect her head completely sticking to the car seat. He thought for half a second, then unfastened his seat belt, leaned over to support her head, and gently untied her hair with the other hand. lock up.

Luo Cong narrowed his eyes in a daze: "What do you mean?"

The hair tie was untied smoothly, and he put it on his wrist, then combed her hair and let her lean on the car seat.

A car behind began to rush, he pulled down the sun visor of the co-pilot, and rubbed her hair: "It's the last four digits of your mobile phone number, how can you be so stupid, and never remember your own number?"

"You're stupid..." Luo Congcong closed his eyes and murmured.

"Small." Han Yan'an chuckled and poked her cheek, "Go to sleep, you'll be home when you wake up."

(End of this chapter)