Little Fox is not familiar with the business [Quick Transmigration]

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This little guy has only been here for a few days, and how many times he has carried out the "beauty trap" of his opponent, the assistant who has always been cautious in his words and deeds stretched out his hand in front of him.

Really interesting.

And he has a strange intuition.He always felt that this little thing——

After being placed on the table not so gently, the boy looked around in confusion, as if wondering if it was possible to sit on the desk like this.

When she looked up at him in great confusion, her jaw and slender neck formed a pleasant arc, almost tempting people to take a bite.

——A little fox who wears people's skills, if he is really going to eat people here with meat and soup, he will probably run away.

Keep talking about liking... how far can this "like" go?

He held the boy's exposed ankle with his right hand, and slowly stroked the delicate skin with his fingertips.

But he didn't continue, and the deep voice fell on the boy's ear: "Hang your legs up."

The thin lips curled up carelessly, "Don't you usually like to cling to me the most?"

[Host, Lu Chengming wants to bite you. ] 004 warned decisively.

The boy was hesitant at first, whether he wanted to be obedient, but now he knew that he had to run away.

But his right leg was still held in the man's hand, the boy tried to free it, but the palm like a hot iron hoop couldn't be freed at all.

The young man blinked, and could only say: "Brother Chengming, the place I hit hurts..."

The man's handsome and sharp eyebrows were raised, looking at his eyes without any emotion, he only curled his lips and said, "Oh? Where, Brother Chengming, take a look."

The boy said "uh" and turned his body a little so that the man could bend down to check.

The tall man slowly lifted the hem of the boy's T-shirt with his fingers.

The white skin behind the slender waist was indeed red, and when he stroked it, the young man trembled unconsciously, as if he couldn't bear to look back at the person who touched him, and held back.

An Tao is most afraid of being touched near the tip of the tail, but at this time, he must obediently let him see, and he must not act coquettishly or lose his temper.

The tall man stared at the red mark on the back of the boy's waist, his eyes gradually darkened.

Although he didn't hold back much when he put the person on the table, he turned red like this afterwards - the little guy must have a constitution that is easy to leave marks.

Still afraid of pain.

For some unknown reason, the hot fingertips lingered on for a while, until the boy trembled again before letting go.

"It was my negligence. Let the assistant get you some medicine later, take a good rest, huh?"

The man let the boy sit up, and fell off the table in a panic, with his thin lips drawn together, as if to comfort him.

"Oh... yes, brother Chengming."

The boy lowered his head again, his soft forehead hair hanging down, covering the center of his brows.

Back in the corridor, the young assistant quickly approached, and handed him the medicine bottle and gauze without looking at him without asking what they were used for.

After getting off the elevator, the front desk lady politely followed the boy to the door, and noticed that the boy pursed his lips slightly, as if he was aggrieved.

This made her even more afraid to look at it, thinking that even though she was a junior in Mr. Lu's family, why did their president punish the boy every time...

An Tao went back to his small room, sat on the edge of the bed and was stunned, "I can't see behind me..."

Although 004 could see it, he couldn't help it. The idea of ​​'it would be great if I could apply for a temporary body with the headquarters' in the master's mind disappeared in a flash.

The system only said: [Just rub some medicated oil on the approximate location, the impact is not serious, maybe it will be fine in a few days. ]

An Tao said "Oh", and touched the cotton for himself.He is a little afraid of pain, and even more afraid of tickle. It's okay if he touches it, but others can't touch it.

[Sleep on your side, it won't hurt. ] The system looked at the boy and said.

After hearing this, the boy obediently hugged the pillow and closed his eyes to one side.

……

The next day, An Tao couldn't continue to play the unfinished super cube at home, and he had to go to school.

In fact, Anjia's family had sent someone to report for him a few days ago.

Regardless of the setting that the original owner is making trouble outside all day long, the university he attended is also at the top of the country.

It's just that although he chose business according to the wishes of his elders, he chose the major with the fewest courses, and rarely went back to school, only occasionally going to the professional courses with heavy credits.

There aren't too many classes in freshmen, An Tao can't understand what he's listening to, at least a few friends who knew him before beckoned him to change classrooms one by one.

An Tao carried a stack of small and heavy textbooks and was led along the corridor, listening to a few students from the same major chatting.

"Have you heard? Our rare five-credit professional course teacher returned to the province on leave, and S University invited an honorary professor from the school to take over as a substitute teacher."

"Such a big deal, how did you manage to get it..." murmured the student who knew that S University usually only had a name-checked resume.

Until the students sat down in order in the lecture hall one after another, the rustling discussions continued.

"I heard that the professor is amazing, and he is young. He first graduated with first-class honors, a world award, and then a double degree from the TOP3 business school. I came here to see the love..."

"And I heard from the sister I saw on the road before..."

"A face, a 100% face—"

The young man who put down the book on the table saw the front door open and the young man walking towards the podium with a cold expression, his black eyes suddenly widened.

The man was surrounded by a natural indifference and alienation, but his facial features made people unable to move their eyes.The chain of the platinum-gold monocle in front of the right eye hangs down, only deepening the extremely expensive cold feeling.

Some people can't see much, they surprise you the moment they come into your sight, and then let you know that they are unattainable in the next life.

The lecture hall was so quiet that a needle could be heard, the girls who were discussing before seemed obsessed, but soon mixed with inexplicable melancholy.

'...Why is the protagonist Shou here? '

The boy asked blankly, his reaction was so slow that it almost crashed.

The system was also silent for a while, searched the outline of the plot, and analyzed uncertainly: [It seems that the interior of the Rong family was extremely chaotic in the early stage of the plot. Find a lot of tedious things to do to distract him.Maybe being a professor is one of them. ]

"But why is it mine..." An Tao was still in a daze.

Regardless of whether the teenager believes in reality or not, the time for the second class will soon arrive.

"Sample observation, we generally call it..." The slender young man stood on the podium, speaking concisely, with a calm expression and no stage fright.

The students who hadn't recovered from staring at him were gradually attracted by the content, and almost forgot that standing in front of them was a young professor who was not much older than them.

Because the voice is the type that the little fox likes, even though he was at a loss, the boy quietly lay on the table and listened to the whole class.

Afterwards, it was afternoon. An Tao basically finished his lessons, packed his backpack, remembered that a book had been left in the classroom on the third floor, and went back to get it.

Except for a few courses, almost all the classrooms on the third floor are empty, and the corridors are always very quiet, with no sound.

When An Tao, who heard his own footsteps, walked to the stairs, he saw a cloud of smoke.

The indifferent handsome man was leaning against the window, his slender legs crossed obliquely, holding a cigarette in his right hand, which was held between his reddish thin lips.

The light-colored eyes were blurred behind the lingering white smoke.

'System, is the protagonist affected by smoking? An Tao asked slowly.

This also stopped the system from asking, and after a moment of silence, he replied: [Probably don’t smoke in normal plots. ]

Rong Fei leaned against the wall, subconsciously thinking about the last communication he had with his contact person, and what he should bring to the next meeting with the bidder.

He was short on time, and if his poor biological mother, who died young, used to work in this university, he would not have been invited here by favor.

He only responded for two weeks, but fortunately the school director here is not so cheeky.His good brother who is useless, I hope he will stop after he fulfills his wish.

When the boy saw the person behind the smoke, the person behind the smoke also saw him.The young man pursed his lips and approached slowly.

The young man didn't put out the cigarette, he glanced at him with light black pupils, "Are you going to school?"

No emotion can be heard in the tone.

However, being able to ask questions from such a very light personality may have a certain degree of concern, but the listener did not notice this.

"You, aren't you afraid that I will tell the school if you smoke like this?"

The teenager instinctively raised his invisible tail when he met a young man, because of what happened the last time we met, he was still a little guilty and angry.

Can hold grudges.

"Heh." But for some reason, the young man's lips curled into a slight arc, which disappeared in an instant.

The kid didn't know he was only here for two weeks, and the sooner it ended the better.

But this kid, doesn't he know that it's really troublesome to tell his own affairs?

The indifferent young man smiled hard to see, the young man stared blankly, and then got angry for no reason.

He took a step forward, wanting to find out if the man had the proof of "shame" he handed over last time in his pocket, this kind of thing... He must destroy it...!

But when he stretched out his hand under the person in front of him, he was grabbed by the backhand.

Seeing the handsome man in front of him whose aura suddenly returned to ice-cold, the young man didn't react, and was forced to back up, one step, two steps, with his back against the wall.

And his wrist was still being held, and it was ruthlessly clasped against the classroom window.