He's playing first grade again

Ning Xuan spread out his English notebook, and said "huh" while writing.

After hearing his answer, Lin Jian stood there. After a while, he pulled his lips and smiled stiffly: "Have you changed your ID?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Lin Jian stood leaning against the table, looked down at his cold and quiet side face with lowered eyebrows, and said with a hoarse smile: "Your id is quite interesting, and there is a domineering arrogance exclusive to the god of learning in a low-key way, just to be with you This temperament doesn't quite match..."

Ning Xuan calmly threw out a sentence: "Seek truth from facts."

Lin Jian: "???"

I have never seen such a "humble" person, who accepts all the compliments, and tells him to "seek truth from facts" in a serious manner.

He smirked, and glanced at him.

really interesting.

The "HELP" platform does not limit the uniqueness of nicknames, but this nickname, and his apprentice is also a high school senior.

What a coincidence.

With the tip of his tongue slightly on his lips, Lin Jian leaned his back against his desk, and with his long fingers, changed the nickname on the tablet to "the cutest in the universe". Their last chat log.

——Master, I have time in the evening this week during the eleventh holiday.

Lin Jian: Continue to make up lessons?

- Mmm [blinks]

——Thank you master [cute]

He refreshed the interface, staring at his apprentice's nickname. After refreshing, the words "Don't Disturb the God of Learning" suddenly became "the cutest in the universe".

Lin Jian was in a daze, his head went blank for a while, and the center of his brows began to twitch, and a pair of straight and slender legs stiffened for too long, suddenly softened a bit.

He looked sideways at the high-cold Xueshen next to him again. The profile of the Xueshen was smooth, clear and indifferent, and the white shirt could not hide the delicate thinness, and his every move exuded a sense of dignity like a British prince. and cool.

Then he lowered his head again and confirmed the two expressions sent by the little apprentice on the tablet.

A "wink" and a "cute".

Super Q super cute.

Even though he was used to going through a lot of ups and downs, he couldn't figure out the true character of Xueshen sitting in front of him at this moment.

Cool?No!

——Probably Mensao?

He bent his lips abruptly, it turned out to be his little apprentice.

Ning Xuan lowered his head and wrote the words, completely unaware that his little vest on the Internet had been torn. He straightened his back and wrote the words stroke by stroke. The clear and smooth handwriting deliberately imitated the words that his master had taught him "Hengshui body".

Lin Jian couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart, this was more exciting than face base.

He licked his dry lips, bent down like an old hooligan, propped his arms on the table, and pressed half of his body down: "Practicing calligraphy?"

The distance was too close, and the tobacco smell on Lin Jian's body from the Internet cafe was too strong, Ning Xuan frowned slightly: "Stay away from me."

Lin Jian took a pen from his fingers, and with the filter of his apprentice, he felt that Ning Xuan's aloof face was a little cute in contrast when facing him.

So much so that this sentence was automatically brought into a coquettish tone by him.

He pressed his notebook and wrote "Havenotyouanintimatefriend" in cursive English quickly and smoothly

Fancy English, every stroke has a strong sense of art, and the long lines are slightly curved, which is very romantic.

Ning Xuan was still angry just now, but when he suddenly saw the cursive English written by him, he was a little unbelievable.

Staring at Lin Jian's serious side face, he felt infinitely emotional: Are the poor students in No. [-] Middle School so awesome?

With a sound of "bang dang", Lin Jian flicked down his pen, pointed at the English sentence, and smiled: "Do you know me?"

The little apprentice bit his lip and looked at him blankly.

Lin Jian's smile gradually froze, and he suddenly felt frustrated as a teacher. This little apprentice has been with him for two months, and he doesn't know such a simple sentence?

Well, the master teaches online.

He half coaxed: "Try to translate."

Ning Xuan tried his best to identify the flower body, and said word by word: "Aren't you... a personal friend?"

Lin Jian: "..."

Sure enough, God is fair.

"What does intimate mean?"

Ning Xuan: "Personal."

"So you translate it as a personal friend? What is a personal friend in layman's terms?"

"Private friend."

Lin Jian: "A little more popular."

Ning Xuan was somewhat exasperated by his teasing, his face was serious and cold: "Why should I answer you?"

Lin Jian supported his wrist and was choked up for a while, he didn't know what to say.

There was a knock on the door, and after the butler got the answer, he pushed the door open, "Young Master Lin, Mr. Lin is about to go home, let me come up and let you know."

"Okay." Lin Jian raised his voice and replied, his voice was always in a lazy tone, with an indescribable hoarse texture, he leaned on his arm and leaned against Ning Xuan's ear, and his voice was very soft, "intimate As an adjective, it not only has a private meaning, but also proficient, intimate, oh yes, there is another meaning."

He lowered his head, sniffed the agarwood fragrance on Ning Xuan's body, and said with a dumb smile: "There is also a meaning of 'having sexual relations'."

After speaking, he left lightly.

It was quiet inside.

Ning Xuan's ears turned red.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-03-2517:21:50~2020-03-2620:26:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 4 star that is not a star;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of CanisLupus;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!