Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 544

So Gu Ling was immersed in the completely incomprehensible financial ocean, and after two hours of life and death, she was liberated.

She watched Fan Chen's small lock of forehead trembling slightly with his movements, and found that he was not as ruthless as usual when he was giving lectures.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Fan Chen threw away the chalk, clapped his hands and said, "get out of class is over."

This is the end?His theory is only halfway through, saying that get out of class will end as soon as get out of class is over, and it won't drag on for a while?

Gu Ling thought, this guy is not a professional teacher at first glance.

Any boys in the same class who wanted to come over to strike up a conversation were all dismissed by Fan Chen with sharp knives.

When Yi Wan was the only one left in the classroom, Gu Ling picked up her collection of foreign literature and poetry, and took out her phone to check the information.

She was arranged by Fan Chen to eat chalk dust in the first row where no one would like to do it. During this period, she and Fan Chen bowed their heads and did not look up to see each other, and did not dare to play with their mobile phones at all.

She thought that she was also her fiancé, no matter how boring the class was, she still had to show her face.

In fact, Fan Chen should have his own way of teaching in class, because after he explained a very complicated noun, she could always hear "Oh" from the boys in the back row suddenly realized.

The ups and downs of his voice can be compared to the tops of the West Mountain.

But the content of this lesson was like a bible to her, no matter whether she understood it or not, she couldn't listen to it at all.

It felt like Fan Chen was learning from Tang Monk to recite scriptures throughout the class, while her head wearing a gold hoop was squeezed by a lot of "scriptures" and her brain hurt.

Turning on the phone, she was surprised to find that Fan Er had sent her more than a dozen messages intermittently between the two classes.

The content of the text messages ranged from "where are you" to "you traitor", from caring to exasperated, at first glance it was a boy with a story.

Gu Ling clamped the book under her armpit, and started typing with her fingers glued to the keyboard.

"I was raped by your brother..."

Before he finished typing, the phone was snatched away by Fan Chen.

When the man looked at the profile picture in the chat window, his dark blue eyes were as silent as a deep sea.

Gu Ling didn't have time to pretend to be a cute girl, and jumped up and down to grab the mobile phone in his hand, and saw the man start to operate her chat window with extraordinary speed.

The white and slender fingers tapped quickly on her typing keyboard deftly, and the looming bone lines exuded a casual charm.

Type, click send, delete the chat window, and put the phone back in her pocket.

This whole set of movements is like flowing clouds and flowing water, completed in one go.

Fan Chen's eyes remained calm: "Go home together?"

Gu Ling thought for a while as if there was no class in the afternoon, so she nodded and shook her head, faintly feeling that this was not Fan Chen's style.

Except for the continuous wall thumping and then forcing her to change classes, his temper was very good this day!

"No?" Fan Chen raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed for a while, and then disappeared.

Looking at the curve of his pursed lips, Gu Ling subtly felt that this curve represented the darkness before dawn, and then looked closely at the dark waves at the bottom of his eyes, and felt that it was indeed so meaningful.

She hurriedly smiled and flattered her: "I'm afraid to trouble you."

"You go back to my house, I go back to my house, what's the trouble?" Fan Chen stated it very calmly, he really understood the fact that he could no longer understand it.

He also added a touch of romance because of love to the fact that Yi Wan sent her under the fence.

Gu Ling couldn't help thinking, if Fan Chen finished drinking outside one day in the future, he asked her with a frivolous smile while getting drunk:

"How about it? Go back to your house or my house."

At that time, she could wrap her arms around his neck and smile evilly in the eyes of everyone: "Our family."

"Let's go?" Fan Chen's stinky face pulled her ruthlessly back to the cold reality.

She sighed sullenly, melting all her helplessness into a white mist.

She said, "Go."

If you don't take a ride, you don't take it for nothing.

However, practice proved that when Fan Chen asked the question about "your family and my family" through Jiu Xing in the future, a certain woman gave him a big slap in the face without saying a word.

There is no romantic and intimate interaction, only stretching neck and staring questioning: "Fan Chen! Who else do you want to take home besides me?!"

(End of this chapter)