[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

He still didn't see the cracked expression of the young man, but he almost exposed the fact that he wasn't drunk.

The teenager was a little reconciled.

He stuck his whole body against the young man, grabbing the hem of his clothes, not letting him go.

"Don't go!"

Lin Zhiyun nestled on the sofa, staring at him with red circles: "Don't leave."

Repeated over and over again, staring at the young man as if tirelessly, until he saw the helplessness on Huai'an's face.

Huai An sighed: "Okay, let's not go."

Lin Zhiyun immediately smiled happily, like a child who got candy, his sweet dimples were intoxicating, he stared at the young man with clear eyes, and carefully wrapped Huai'an's clothes around his fingers.

One lap was not enough, he had to go around a second time.

Huai'an's clothes were almost torn off by him, and the young man quickly shouted like an elder: "Enough! Stop making trouble! You should take a good rest when you are drunk!"

"teacher, do you like me?"

Huai An frowned: "Sure enough, I still have to discuss your puppy love with your parents. How can you be in...wait? What did you just say?"

As if he had just realized it, the young man's eyes widened, and his originally cold demeanor seemed extra grounded because of his small gesture.

Lin Zhiyun struck while the iron was hot, word by word, biting Wen Jue's words solemnly: "Teacher, I like you, do you like me?"

The young man still looked at him in a daze, without his previous calmness and composure, he looked a little at a loss.

"You, the liking you said, is it the liking for the elders? I, I haven't been a father yet, I, I..."

Lin Zhiyun: "..."

He opened his eyes wide and looked at the bewildered young man in front of him, completely unable to understand how the liking he said suddenly turned into liking for his elders.

He was speechless for a moment, and then he heard Huai An sigh helplessly.

"If you really don't mind, I can be your father. So, can you tell me your home number?"

"Who wants you to be a father!?" Lin Zhiyun gritted his teeth with a dark face, tightened his clothes, and snorted: "I don't have a phone."

"You—" Huai'an reacted, and his face turned black immediately: "Are you not drunk!?"

Lin Zhiyun quickly narrowed his eyes and looked at him with drunken eyes.

"I am drunk."

Huaian: "..."

"Teacher, I like you. You can stay with me, and I will treat you well." He looked at him in his teenage years.

Huai'an pursed his lips, put away all his bewilderment, and frowned slightly: "Nonsense, I told you not to fall in love early, but you still tell me your parents' phone number, I want to ask about your situation."

"Also, who is the 'teacher' you're talking about? What class is it in the school? How old is it?"

juvenile:"……"

Lin Zhiyun's eyes widened in disbelief——

After going on for a long time, Huai'an didn't suspect that the "teacher" he was talking about was actually himself! ?

The young man suddenly realized that Huai'an was not only old, but his brain was not working well either.

He's really the straight, straight guy.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiyun's eyes suddenly went dark, and he felt that he had a long way to go to chase his wife in the future, and he felt sick.

He loosened the corner of Huai'an's clothes, shrunk down on the sofa in a self-defeating manner, and silently watched Huai'an go up and down for himself. When he lay on Huai'an's bed, his originally angry mood immediately calmed down.

He looked at the young man who had changed into dark blue pajamas at the door.

Huai An smiled at him, then slowly walked in front of him, sat on the edge of the bed, and carefully adjusted the frame of the mirror.

He said: "I know that children of your age are prone to romantic fantasies, and may also have a good impression of a opposite sex because of hormones, but."

The young man paused, and said in a preaching tone, "Lin Zhiyun, I know you are a good boy, and I believe in you too. You will definitely continue to maintain the number one position in your age, right?"

Lin Zhiyun saw Huai'an's expectant eyes, as if looking at something he loved, affectionate and gentle.

A wave of heat surged unconsciously from the bottom of the young man's heart. He had an idea that he would give everything he had to the young man in exchange for a moment of hope and tenderness from him.

He sat up from the bed without hesitation, patted his chest, and proudly said: "That must be!"

Proud like a peacock spreading its tail, triumphant.

Looking at the youth's flawless white skin and unkempt hair under the light, Huai'an's expression suddenly sank.

Seeing that his complexion was not good from the corner of his eyes, the boy's heart skipped a beat.

"Sure enough, you're not drunk. Zhiyun, let's have a good chat. What's the 101 number of your parents' phone system?"

The young man adjusted the mirror frame and said to him in a deep and cold voice.

This time what Lin Zhiyun said was useless, Huai'an desperately asked him to take out the 101 number of the telephone system, even though Zhiyun was unwilling, he could only obediently hand over the 101 number of the orphanage's telephone system to Huai'an.

I don't know how Huai'an told the dean, anyway, the next day, when Huai'an asked him to come down for dinner, he was very gentle: "Zhiyun, come down for dinner."

Lin Zhiyun slowly got up from Huai'an's bed, feeling the youthful bedding, a little bit reluctant to part with it.

It took him a while to brush his teeth and change his clothes when the young man yelled for the third time.

Just as Lin Zhiyun sat down, Huai'an's slightly soft voice came from the other side. He raised his eyes and saw the pity and distress in his eyes.

He heard Huai'an say: "My good boy, I know you are good. If...you want to live here for a long time, it's fine. As long as you study hard, you will be able to make a name for yourself one day."

Lin Zhiyun: "..."

Teenagers can't understand the brain circuits of young people at all.

But thinking of his call to the orphanage last night, he quickly guessed what the attitude in the orphanage was like.

Although the incident was beyond his expectation, it was within the scope of his calculations.

As long as he lives at home in Huai'an, is he afraid that he won't find a chance to get him?

The young man thought so, but he didn't know that Mozun was quite satisfied with the result.

Master Mozun's face was neither mountainous nor watery, and after he finished speaking, he gently picked up some food for him, and said: "Eat more, you are growing your body now."

Lin Zhiyun nodded heavily and smiled sweetly.

The round dimples are so cute that people can't help but want to poke them. Huaian glanced at them and smiled.

The tenderness and warmth circulated between the two, like relatives who have long been familiar with each other, you help me pick up the food, and I help you pack the food.

Completely different from this kind of warmth is the violent storm here.

He's been getting more and more irritable lately.

Because the previous plan to kill the illegitimate child was exposed, Xiao Xiong actually scolded him in front of everyone, and even deprived him of the status of the crown prince that should belong to him.

This made the young man, who had been unsatisfactory in his love affairs recently, feel gloomy, and later he simply took a leave of absence from school.

Lin Yuanyuan, who knew that Xiao Zeyu had left school, was relieved.

When she was still in school, Lin Yuanyuan had Huai'an to protect her. Now that he has left school, Lin Yuanyuan finally has time to pester Huai'an.

But as time went by, she suddenly discovered that Lin Zhiyun and Huai'an were getting too close, so close that there was no place for her in the middle.

She fell silent, and under repeated resistance from Lin Zhiyun, she desperately found that Huai'an paid less and less attention to her.

The girl felt very uncomfortable, and thought of many ways, and thought for a long time, until the end of the final exam, until the cold winter came, and until all the students put on thick and heavy padded jackets.

She squatted on the side of the road that young people must pass to get off work, waiting for the arrival of Huai'an, turning a blind eye to the classmates and passers-by who passed by her.

The snow-white snow fell slowly, and the girl's head was a little wet. She squatted there in embarrassment, pitifully, until Huai'an appeared in her sight, and she stood up and patted the snow off her body.

The young man walked step by step, leaving deep and shallow footprints on the ground with his heavy snow boots. He was not tall, nor particularly burly, but he had a charm, stepping on the tip of others' hearts step by step. , couldn't help but grab everyone's attention.

The girl stayed on the young man's body for a long time, and ran to him greedily and impetuously.

"teacher."

Huai'an stopped and looked at her in surprise: "Yuanyuan?"

"Well, it's me." Lin Yuanyuan's nose soured, and she almost shed tears.

How long has it been since he called his name in a cold voice?

She doesn't remember, but she knows very well that she misses it terribly, and it hurts so much.

Lin Yuanyuan took a deep breath, opened her mouth and was about to speak, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the little tail behind Huai An, who was carrying a schoolbag and lazily carrying a briefcase.

Lin Yuanyuan knew that bag, it was the bag that Huaian brought to school every day.

The girl was a little jealous, she took a deep breath, and whispered: "Teacher, can I talk to you alone?"

"Is there anything I can't listen to?" The boy glanced at him and sneered, "Maybe you want to confess to the teacher?"

As soon as the words fell, the young man shouted: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Zhiyun curled his lips, he wasn't talking nonsense, he caught a glimpse of the girl's resentful gaze from the corner of his eye, and rolled his eyes at her.

Huai'an didn't seem to notice the girl's sudden change of face, and asked her very gently, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yuanyuan glanced at the boy fearfully.

Huai'an looked back, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Go over there and wait."

"Why?" Lin Zhiyun said dissatisfied.

"That's okay, I'll take Yuanyuan far away, don't follow me." After Huai'an finished speaking, Lin Zhi stopped talking, and he directly stepped back a few steps, and moved to a distance of about ten meters away from Huai'an and the others. Then he stopped in his tracks: "Is this okay?"

Huaian nodded.

Lin Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully raised her eyes to look at the young man's quiet eyes.

"Teacher, we have a holiday tomorrow—" she said, sniffling her nose and looking at him pitifully: "Can I go home with you?"

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