School tyrant goddess look at me

Chapter 230

"Sit down quickly! My sister likes good-looking people, and you are the best-looking person my sister has ever seen!"

After she finished talking enthusiastically, she took out her mobile phone and continued:
"Come, come, sister likes you very much, leave us a WeChat message! Let's keep in touch!"

An Le's back felt chills from her staring eyes, and she subconsciously moved to the side.

Looking at her glowing eyes, I just want to say something to her——

Sister, I don't engage in lilies...

But Lan Zhi didn't seem to see the slight fear in her eyes, and she held on to her, insisting on adding WeChat to her, and the more she talked, the more excited she became.

After all, they were all praising her for her good looks.

An Le was even more terrified, and hurriedly gave her WeChat.

Only then did Lan Zhi calm down.

An Yishen finally spoke from the side, his voice full of smiles:
"This is Lan Zhi, the little piano princess of the Conservatory of Music of University A. She is very good at playing the piano, as good as the professors in the school. She will teach you the piano in the future. I brought Lan Zhi here today mainly to get to know you first. , Classes will start again tomorrow.”

An Le nodded obediently, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Well, this is the best way, she needs time to digest, the piano teacher's staring and glowing eyes to her.

Seeing her nodding, An Yishen turned to look at Lan Zhi again, with a soft and helpless tone:
"You take on the responsibility of a teacher and teach her well."

Lan Zhi lowered her head and fiddled with the phone, responded perfunctorily, raised her head in the next second, and raised the phone to Anle's eyes:
"Little Lele! Isn't the note I gave you super cute!"

——Fairy Lele kisses one.

There are also two bright red dazzling hearts at the front and back.

An Le: "...hehe."

cute.

shit.

She is a pervert!

In the evening, Lan Zhi wanted to stay at home for dinner.

An Yishen sat beside her and chatted with her.

Lele didn't dare to stay in the living room, so she got up and went to help in the kitchen.

Ye Qing came to help when he had nothing to do.

Seeing An Yi's deep eyebrows and tender eyes looking at Lan Zhi, An Le was picking beans, and couldn't help gossip once, and asked Ye Qing:
"Do you feel that An Yishen is different today than usual?"

Ye Qingshi glanced at her, then at An Yishen, the corner of his mouth curled up:
"What's the difference?"

"Well... I can't say where it is, but I always feel that he is a bit strange today."

The smile is a little... rippling?
Ye Qingshi smiled again, but didn't speak.

After a while, An Le suddenly took a deep breath, his eyes widened.

It was like discovering a great event, and it took a long time to slow down.

When she poked Ye Qing, she whispered:
"Do you think my brother likes Lan Zhi?"

Ye Qingshi glanced at her, "How to say?"

"Look at the way he looks at Lan Zhi, as if he wants to stuff Lan Zhi into his eyes! It looks gentle, but it's actually kind of scary...Look at you! He's helping her smooth her hair so gently..."

While talking, she suddenly fell silent.

Picking beans, Ye Qing, who had been listening to her all the time, looked back at her, wondering why she suddenly stopped talking.

Then I saw An Le turn around with a calm expression.

Slowly said:
"That's right."

"What's right?"

"My brother likes Lan Zhi."

"Oh?"

"I saw him wipe Lan Zhi's mouth."

"..."

Ye Qingshi didn't know what he thought of suddenly, the movements of his hands paused.

He seemed to have wiped her mouth too.

"An Xiaole!"

Lu Qingchi suddenly appeared at the kitchen door, and threw the mobile phone in his hand to An Le, with a very impatient expression.

"Hurry up and call your boyfriend back. It's going to kill me! It's like urging your life over and over again! Why, he's still afraid of you running away?"

An Le rolled her eyes when she heard the words and smiled, but didn't confront him. She picked up her phone, walked out of the kitchen, and called Bai Muting back.

Ye Qingshi looked at her smiling side face, expressionless.

He lowered his head, washed the picked beans carefully, and brought them to Grandma Tang.

(End of this chapter)