Zhao Beichen went around behind her just to pick Yan Ruyu up from behind when she wasn't paying attention.

Zhao Beichen moved two steps to the side, supporting the bed with one hand. When Yan Yi turned his head to try to look at himself, the other hand reached directly under Yan Ruyu's waist.

Although he was clenching his fists, Zhao Beichen picked her up with just his arms, and in the next second, he lifted the quilt off the bed.

Seeing what was under the quilt, Yan Ruyu covered her face with her hands and lowered her head.

Zhao Beichen's eyes narrowed when he saw a pair of clothes on the bed.

The room was quiet for a long time. Zhao Beichen turned his hand and covered the quilt back, and his eyes fell on Yan Ruyu, who was covering her face.

Her voice was deep, "Ms. Yan didn't put the clothes in the closet or organize them into the suitcase, but put them all on the bed. Is it possible that she wanted to change them at any time on the bed?"

If you listen carefully, you can hear a hint of provocation in his voice.

Yan Ruyu originally thought that as long as these clothes were placed out of sight before Professor Zhao came, there would be no problem.

But she never thought that the clothes she had hidden so hard would be displayed in front of Professor Zhao in such a simple way.

Yan Ruyu covered her face, spread her two fingers and took a look.

Although the quilt was covered now, she still felt so embarrassed.

He said with shame, "Professor, what are you talking about? I put my clothes here temporarily so that I can pack my luggage later, not to change them at any time."

Zhao Beichen kept looking at her, noticing her little movements, and there was a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

"Yeah, so that's it."

Zhao Beichen's lazy voice reached Yan Ruyu's ears. There was a feeling that Professor Zhao was talking next to her ear, and her cheeks suddenly felt warm.

Yan Ruyu covered her face even tighter.

Zhao Beichen lowered his eyebrows frivolously and looked at the people around him with interest.

Zhao Beichen lowered his head slightly, moved a little closer to her, and almost spoke in her ear.

He said casually, "Miss Yan is really strange. Your mentor's arms are placed around her waist, but Miss Yan doesn't feel anything. Instead, she is shy about the clothes under the quilt."

"Is Miss Yan different from ordinary girls, or does Miss Yan not mind."

Although Zhao Beichen was still some distance away from her ear, he was closer to her after all, and the heat of his words still passed through Yan Ruyu's ears.

Yan Ruyu was startled, and then she noticed the warmth of the arm around her waist.

[Zhao, Zhao, why is Professor Zhao’s arm still around my waist? Gang, wasn’t it taken away just now? Why don’t I feel anything at all? 】

Yan Ruyu only felt that her face was like the water in the pot, which was about to boil.

He said at a loss, "I, I, I don't, I just..."

Zhao Beichen's mouth curved slightly, and he took his arm away from her waist.

When he pulled out his arm, Zhao Beichen slowly opened his clenched fist, and his fingers, whether intentionally or not, crossed Yan Ruyu's side waist.

Yan Ruyu felt it, and her body tensed up. She stood tight and did not dare to move. If she took her hand off, she would definitely see a person with a red face.

Because Zhao Beichen had noticed that her ears were completely red.

The smile on his lips deepened, and he walked leisurely to the table and sat down, placing one arm on the table and supporting his chin.

He slowly said, "How long do you plan to stand there, Miss Yan? Are you not planning to study today?"

Hearing the sound, Yan Ruyu was slightly startled, raised her head from her hands, looked around, and saw Zhao Beichen sitting far away.

[When did Professor Zhao walk there and actually sit up? Wasn’t he still next to him just now?]

[Just now, did Professor Zhao’s hand accidentally touch his waist? This is too embarrassing. Oh my God, I have to walk over and sit there to study. How can I sit still? 】

Yan Ruyu thought so much, but she didn't think of anything else.

She just felt that what had just happened was a bit embarrassing and made her a little uncomfortable, but she did not realize that she did not reject Zhao Beichen's intentional or unintentional actions in her heart.

All these embarrassing thoughts in Yan Ruyu's heart were heard by Zhao Beichen.

Zhao Beichen was not in a hurry to urge her to come over, he just held his head and looked at her with deep eyes.

Yan Ruyu felt that if she was standing here, she might as well sit over there. When she sat down, she could cover her head with her hands. But standing here, she felt like she couldn't be blocked anywhere.

Yan Ruyu gritted her teeth and walked over quickly, sat down quickly, covered her face with one hand, and shook the pen back and forth with the other.

Zhao Beichen glanced at her and asked leisurely, "Miss Yan, didn't you say yesterday that you would tell me the city of the competition and how to get there today?"

"Miss Yan took out so many clothes, probably just to pack her luggage, but it seems that Miss Yan hasn't told me where she is going to compete and when she will leave."

"Does Miss Yan plan to wait until we get to the place before telling me?"

Yan Ruyu's mind was spinning rapidly. Looking back from the time she knew the news until now, it seemed that she had never mentioned it.

She still covered her face and replied, "I'm sorry, Professor Zhao. The school has notified the competition city a long time ago, but I forgot. The competition city, Jiangcheng, will take the eight o'clock train tomorrow. I bought two tickets yesterday. "

Zhao Beichen directly stretched out his free hand, spread his palm, and tapped the table with his phalanges.

Yan Ruyu heard the sound and slowly turned half of her face to look.

Looking at his open hands, he wondered, "Professor Zhao, what are you doing?"

Zhao Beichen pursed his lips, "Didn't Miss Yan just say that she had already bought the ticket yesterday? Didn't Miss Yan give it to me? Are you planning to let me buy another one?"

"...Oh oh oh, I'm sorry, Professor Zhao." Yan Ruyu hurriedly opened the drawer of the desk and rummaged through the train tickets.

After finding the ticket, she pushed it in front of him and said, "Here."

Zhao Beichen picked up the ticket in front of him, took a look at it, and put it in his pocket with satisfaction.

Yan Ruyu changed back to her previous posture.

Also...

[Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu, what were you thinking about just now? Forget it if you didn't remember to tell Professor Zhao the city of the competition. Why did you forget to give me the ticket? Today, my head seems to have been left behind in school. 】

Zhao Beichen stared at the back of her head with a smile in his eyes, listening to her express her feelings.

Today is really, really interesting...

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