Yunyun

The intersection was full of bustling crowds, and the delivery boy's electric car "digged" several times behind Wen Xinfei, who could not wait to spare her and rushed to the office building across the street, where several children in middle school uniforms took Walking out of the fast food restaurant talking and laughing with unfinished drink cups.

Wen Xinfei suddenly felt that this street was a little strange, probably because she rarely participated in the bustle and bustle of the afternoon.

There was a queue at the delicatessen on the street corner, and Wen Xinfei suddenly remembered that before leaving the house, her mother told her to bring back the braised duck wings after work.

11: 43.

Wen Xinfei's wrist slowly drooped down, and standing at the intersection, she suddenly felt that the spring sun was starting to make people dizzy, blurring the route in front of her eyes.

At this time, the campus was noisy, and the students in the cafeteria who were busy occupying seats for meals lined up in a long queue.

Wen Xinfei didn't make any preparations, and somehow made a choice between home and He Youning, so that she didn't ask her if she had any classes or if she had eaten.

WeChat began to insert the plot in due course.

"Teacher Wen, are you busy? Why haven't you spoken all morning?"

"And you, are you busy?"

Wen Xinfei bypassed the question, and pushed the question out instead.

"There is no class in the morning, so I went to eat at the wrong peak, and I just finished eating."

Wen Xinfei looked at the screen and paused for a moment, then walked towards the Life Sciences Building. Before she put her WeChat in her pocket, she hurriedly slammed it in her hand again, "Braised pork rice, super delicious."

There were a few knocks on the door, and the half-closed door slipped open. The student in front of the experimental table was halfway back, put down the petri dish, pushed the glasses casually, and looked at it blankly. A stranger poking his head in.

"Um, classmate, who are you looking for?"

"I, I'm looking for Teacher He... Ah, Professor He Youning."

The inner office is only half separated from the outer laboratory table, and the familiar voice can be clearly heard behind the screen of two white coats.

"Wen...Wen, Teacher Wen?"

He Youning stuttered and suppressed the familiar intimacy in the past, and pulled Wen Xinfei into the office inside with some surprise and joy, leaving only the student with a half-open mouth outside, thinking of the way he greeted his classmates, he felt even more Ashamed.

"Why are you free to come here today? Don't you need to be on duty?"

He Youning pulled his swivel chair to let Wen Xinfei sit down, while he sat on the laboratory bench beside him, with half of his arm propped on the desk, and the other hand held Wen Xinfei's fingertips under the desk.

"Come here when you think about it." Wen Xinfei turned her head to the side without looking at He Youning's face, and casually looked at the scenery outside the French window behind her.

The afternoon sun seemed to inlaid Wen Xinfei's outline with a gold border, outlining her beautiful facial features, but she still had a childish look, young and beautiful.

Indeed, it is understandable for you to say that she is a student here.

"do you miss me?"

He Youning leaned close to Wen Xinfei's ear with a hoarse voice, causing her to tremble and her face turned red to the base of her ears.

The instigator didn't look like a teacher, he was looking at her funny with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his face.

"Uh-huh."

Wen Xinfei lowered her head, her originally shy emotion was mixed with a little grievance for some reason, the frightening thing is that this feeling is gradually amplifying, and she is about to cry.

not good.

Wen Xinfei hurriedly propped herself up with her legs, slid the swivel chair forward a step, and fell into He Youning's arms.The person in front of him was unprepared, he supported the table with his hands so that he didn't lean back according to his inertia, and subconsciously hugged Wen Xinfei.

"Wen...Wen Wen?"

Maintaining the sound that could only be heard between the two of them, He Youning scanned around cautiously. Although it was a floor-to-ceiling window, it was fortunately on the fourth floor. He just listened to the movement of the laboratory. Several of his students had already returned from their lunch break. They were chatting and laughing together outside.

"You Ning..."

Wen Xinfei moved her lips and let out a cry, but she was touching He Youning's neck, the sensitive skin was touched and rubbed slightly by the corners of her lips, it was not provocative but a strange emotion welled up in her heart, her body couldn't hold back agitated.

She squeezed Wen Xinfei's arm vigorously with her hands, and collected herself, "Wenwen, get up and talk."

Wen Xinfei was like a coquettish child, but she stabbed her neck again, taking advantage of the situation to hide her uneasiness, and rebelliously resisted, her pursed mouth touched the already burning skin again.

"Wen...Wen Xinfei...! Xue, the students are still here."

He Youning glanced sideways at the screen, but fortunately, it was well covered and no one noticed it.

Wen Xinfei, however, felt as if she had been passed by an electric current, she clearly realized her impoliteness, hidden her ulterior motives under her blushing expression, the belated shock brought back what happened this morning like a movie. After performing it again, the body moved backwards wrongly, and gently moved a few centimeters away from He Youning's body, "Yes, yes."

"Feel sorry."

He Youning got out of the tense mood, and didn't notice the disappointment that flashed across Wen Xinfei's face. She quickly hid it and asked again, "Are you busy this afternoon? Did I delay your work?"

"There are two classes, eat together after school?"

Wen Xinfei suddenly smiled, and shook her head without looking at her, "Go home to eat at night, and I promised my mother to buy her braised duck wings back home."

"Then tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow."

He Youning rubbed Wen Xinfei's forehead, and brushed her soft hair along the bangs on her forehead.

"Well, we have plenty of time." Wen Xinfei raised her eyes, said while looking at He Youning, hugged her just adjusted emotions for a second, and fell down.

He Youning, the people's teacher, is civilized, moral, propriety, righteousness and shame, teaches and educates people, is a model for others, sets an example, and corrects thinking.

An hour after Wen Xinfei left, He Youning silently chanted these empty words in his heart to calm himself down.

As everyone knows, she is already 10 minutes late for the experimental class in the afternoon.

As soon as she took out her mobile phone from her bag and was about to take a taxi, a black car stopped beside her. Qiao Yi turned her head and glanced at the window of the car that was being rolled down. Xiao He in the driver's seat was looking at her with a smile.

"?" Qiao Yi pulled down his sunglasses a little, tilted his head and gave him a puzzled and impatient look.

"Hi, Auntie said to have dinner together tonight. I heard that your car is limited today. I'll pick you up and go home together." Xiao He didn't care about Qiao Yi's dissatisfaction at all. She opened the passenger door.

Qiao Yi rolled her eyes and was about to close the car door when a text message from her mother came in on her phone, "Come to dinner with Xiao He at home tonight. This kid is very sensible. He said he will pick you up. You should have a better attitude."

The congested traffic in the evening rush hour made the whole journey even more lengthy and torturous. After Xiaohe’s fourth attempt to find something to say failed, Qiao Yi received another message from her mother: “Where are you? Your father has returned By the way, you just asked Xiaohe if he eats spicy food?"

Qiao Yi turned off WeChat, stared at the back of Yuan Chaonan on the screen saver of the mobile phone and thought for a moment, pinched the mobile phone with two fingers and turned it around in the palm of his hand a few times, glanced at Xiao He who was driving, and said jokingly: " Hey, let me ask you, did your mother force you to pick me up today?"

"Uh...ah?" Xiao He rearranged the order of Qiao Yi's words in his mind before he understood her question, looked back at Qiao Yi through the gap of the red light, and said with a smile, "No, I I would love to come pick you up too."

"Oh..." Qiao Yi raised his head and looked at the sunset that Lai was arrogantly refusing to set on the windshield, and narrowed his eyes, "Then this matter will be more troublesome."

"Well, what's the trouble?"

"Because, I am." Qiao Yi took off his sunglasses, turned his head to look at Xiao He, "I was forced by my mother."