Quick wear: the villain can also push the male protagonist!

Chapter 775 Teacher, Your Handcuffs Are Off 24
In the class he taught, there was a figure at the window.

The window was half open, and Si Yu was sitting on the window sill leaning against the window, poking his head out to look at the cars picking up students passing through the building. The window was shaken by the wind, and the slender figure was in a desperate posture.

Zhu Huaijin's heart skipped a beat for no reason, and he recognized who it was after watching for two seconds, and frowned and yelled for her to go back.

However, perhaps it was the sound of rushing rain that covered his voice, as if the other party hadn't heard him, he even reached out to catch the water jet falling from the eaves.

...The posture is even more dangerous, and the degree of shakyness cannot be described.

Two blue veins popped out of Zhu Huaijin's forehead, she turned her head and left.

There are students who dare to die in front of the teacher. Adolescent children are still too busy. It seems that today's homework is still less, and tomorrow it will be doubled.

He locked the door casually, picked up the umbrella, and went straight to the passage connecting the office building and the teaching building, preparing to grab the person from the window.

However, when he arrived at the classroom, he pushed the door aggressively, and the window was empty, and there was only one student on duty inside.

The little fat man was cleaning the blackboard when he was startled by the door that opened next to him. He turned his head and glanced tremblingly, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Zhu Huaijin's movements froze, and she squeezed out a gentle smile, "...It's nothing, I just remembered that Si Yu borrowed my textbooks and haven't returned them yet. Do you know where she went?"

The little fat man nodded without thinking, "I just left the classroom, so I shouldn't have gone far."

Zhu Huaijin thanked her and turned to catch up.

The student stopped trying to die, and he calmed down a little. Only then did he vaguely understand what Si Yu was looking at just now.

The rain was heavy, and it came very suddenly. Some students did not bring umbrellas and had to be picked up by working parents. Some parents who dote on their children ran here without their children telling them. The cars downstairs were in a row. very warm.

It's a pity that the children of the Si family don't get this kind of treatment. Si Jianshu is very busy, and what little warmth he has is devoted to his youngest son.

Si Yu was the illegitimate daughter he brought back later. Although Si Jianshu never shorted her food and clothing, nor gave her money, the relationship between the two was not very close, and Si Yu was more like a child under the fence.

Zhu Huaijin sighed, thinking that even if Si Yu forgot to bring her umbrella, no one would remember it.

The Si family has a dedicated driver, but given her awkward and rebellious personality, she probably won't take the initiative to ask for help.

Zhu Huaijin is now wearing rain boots, a raincoat in her bag, and a big umbrella in her hand.

He doesn't like getting himself wet very much. Every time it rains, he will go into battle with a full set of equipment, but... the figure looking down from the window just now is pitiful, and it's okay to share the umbrella with her. She rides.

Zhu Huaijin walked quickly, and when she got down to the door of the teaching building, she happened to catch that familiar figure from her back.

He quickly planned the steps: he went up to stop her, stuffed her with an umbrella, and if this one didn't blow his hair, he asked her if she wanted to take his own car.

However, after only two steps, he saw Bai Ling holding an exquisitely crafted long-handled umbrella in his hand.

Zhu Huaijin: "..."

Did you bring an umbrella?
Then why do you still look lost, because no one picks up after school?

He stamped his feet and was speechless for a moment. He usually guessed everything accurately, but he never guessed right when he met this little bastard.

(End of this chapter)