The cp of the male god of abstinence is a super A boss

The director came over and watched He Jiao change his clothes, and praised him.

He Jiao was embarrassed by the praise.

He changed two coats, hugged the clothes and wanted to leave.

"He Jiao, are you interested in changing departments?" the director asked.

"Forget it, I want to be with my partner." He Jiao said with a smile.

"Ah—" the girls around suddenly screamed.

The director's old ears were almost deafened.

"Calm down, calm down, you are still too young!"

"Yes, we are young, so let's not be calm!"

"He Jiao, who are these clothes changed for?"

"Will it grow?"

"Yeah, yeah?"

He Jiao was surrounded by a large group of girls, even boys came to watch.

"Yeah, I'm going to send clothes to my partner, please let me go." He Jiao smiled and waved.

The girls were still reluctant to let him go and blocked him in the dressing room.

The director did not give up, and continued to win people's hearts, hoping that he would come to the Department of Fashion Design.

If he came, it is estimated that the girls in the entire design department would not be late and leave early.

He Jiao faced a large group of his fans who appeared suddenly, he could only joke with them, agreed to take a photo with them, and then asked them to make way for him.

Girls who have not yet had to take pictures will not let go, only those who have to take a group photo will let go.

So He Jiao followed the footsteps of an old tortoise, moving a step and stopping for a while.

After Lan Qing came out of the martial arts hall, he sent a message to He Jiao.

Lan Qing: "Want to have supper?"

He Jiao: "Help me."

Lan Qing: "What happened? Where is it?"

He Jiao: "The dressing room is blocked by girls."

Lan Qing: "Here we come."

While rushing back, Lan Qing sent a message and asked, "What are you doing there?"

He Jiao: "Let's talk when we come, I'm making an apology."

He Jiao: "Also, the dean of the department wants me to transfer to the fashion design department."

Lan Qing: "Reject."

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He Jiao smiled and passed the phone to the director.

"I won't give you a date." He Jiao smirked.

The director clicked his tongue.

For a while I don't know what to say.

He is ashamed to snatch the president's partner, and he is a sinner if he causes them to have a long-distance relationship.

He Jiao said to those girls: "If you don't let me go, when my partner comes later, will you be held hostage by him? I also care about you, and I am afraid that he will write your names in his little notebook in the future." -"

After He Jiao finished talking in a tea-like voice, I went to several girls, turned around and ran away.

Knocking CP is cool, but the premise is to be alive.

"He Jiao, hurry up and take a photo with me, and then I'm going to run away."

"I want it too, I want it too."

"Then let's take a group photo together. There are so many people, how long does it take to come one by one?"

"It's boring if there are too many people, let's have two, one on the left and one on the right."

Then He Jiao became a decoration, being crowded and photographed by those girls.

He Jiao is 1.8 meters tall when he puts on the shoes. He has blond hair, fair skin, and a small face, which is very photogenic.

In order to allow the two girls to enter the country, He Jiao stopped back.

Standing behind him, his face is even smaller when photographed.

The two girls were compared in the front with big pie faces.

Lan Qing came to the downstairs of the dressing room, and when she looked up, she saw that the corridor was crowded with people.

Lan Qing shouted to the people above: "Everyone on the second floor, come down, don't be crowded in the corridor!"

The people on the second floor looked back and hurried down obediently.

Lan Qing didn't go up until the corridor was empty, and he was able to walk through it.

As soon as he entered the dressing room, he saw He Jiao smiling and posing for pictures with two girls.

Watching him enjoy taking pictures with girls.

In order not to get out of the frame, those women were all close to He Jiao.

Someone still held his arm, but he didn't pull it away.

"Get out of the way." Lan Qing patted the girl who was blocking the way in front of her. When the girl turned her head, she was so frightened that she immediately moved out of the way.

"The president is here."

"Fuck..."

"The president is here, run."

"The president is so handsome..."

"Take a photo..."

"Hurry up, I'll cover you."

Lan Qing patted others on the shoulder all the way to make them move away.

He quickly attracted everyone's attention.

"Gathering of people without reason is not allowed in Dali A. You will be given 3 minutes to walk down the stairs in an orderly manner. No loud noise or crowding is allowed. The countdown begins."

Lan Qing raised his phone and looked at the time.

The sisters standing at the door hurriedly turned and left.

Everyone was reluctant to leave, but some people turned around and took pictures.

The girls who went out last, no one crowded them anymore, but they still moved out at a slow speed, and then turned back step by step.

It seems that my boyfriend is not so reluctant.

The director pushed his glasses, sighed, and left.

I know I can't win.

"I see that you had a great time taking pictures, did I come early?" Lan Qing asked bitterly.

"Why, you came late, I'm exhausted, and I can't go out even if I want to. Didn't you say that girls are not easy to provoke? I dare not provoke them, so I can only cooperate with them with a smile." He Jiao badly laugh.

Back then, when he first came to University A, he said to him like this: "Girls are very united. If something happens, your brothers may not necessarily help you, but their sisters will definitely help them. So, It's best not to mess with girls."

Lan Qing was a little annoyed, and reached out to knock on his forehead.

Is he taking his word for his army now?

He Jiao changed his face with a smile, bumped his head into his arms, rubbing left and right.

"People are in pain, but my husband is bad."

"There are still people..."

Lan Qing grabbed his head.

The girl who was peeping outside the window, someone yelled: "We are not human!"

"puff……"

"President, we didn't see it."

"We didn't take pictures either!"

Then the girls ran away laughing, not afraid that their faces would be remembered later and they would be finished.

He Jiao turned his head to look out, and there was no one outside.

"Who is there? No."

Lan Qing looked down at him, lazy and rascal, there was nothing he could do about it.

"What are you doing here?" Lan Qing asked.

"I'll change your clothes, look, it's changed, and I saved ten yuan." He Jiao smiled, picked up the clothes and shook them like a treasure, and compared them to him.

"You changed it?"

Those who change clothes outside University A usually charge five yuan for changing the length.

Two pieces, ten yuan.

"Of course, try it quickly. Is it too short?"

"Go back and try again."

"There's no one else here."

Indeed, there is no one outside now.

Lan Qing just took off her coat and put on the uniform coat.

The length of the coat was exactly what Lan Qing wanted to change. The coat was two centimeters shorter, making her look taller and her legs longer.

Lan Qing didn't expect He Jiao to have this function.

There's a big full-length mirror in the dressing room.

Lan Qing took a picture in front of the mirror, and when she put on the clothes changed by her partner, she felt like she was wearing love.

"How is it?" He Jiao asked.

"Very good." Lan Qing said, and put on the coat directly.

Reluctant to take it off, he took the sports jacket he was wearing to exercise, and took another jacket from He Jiao's arms to hold it together.

"Let's go."

"You're not willing to take it off?" He Jiao said with a smile.

"Yes, my husband's craftsmanship." Lan Qing whispered with a smile.

He Jiao looked at him, jumped up excitedly, pouted and kissed him.

Push him straight in front of the mirror.