Lin Er can only say, OK, Lao Chen is really a qualified class teacher.

Finally, at the helplessness of Old Chen, Lin Er returned to the classroom with her boyfriend's maverick wish card.

When she walked to the seat, she did not sit down, but took the card directly on Xie Yan's exercise book.

Xie Yan was lowering his head and brushing the title. The light card fell from the sky with the strength of his wrist, which made him pause the black water pen he was holding. The word "功" written under his pen tip failed to hold back, and the last stroke dragged out a long tail.

The light at the end of his eyes glanced at the words on the card, and Xie Yan suddenly realized that the truth was revealed.

Lin Er pulled the chair that was in the way, walked forward half a step, and supported one hand on Xie Yan's desk, leaned down slightly, staring at him with light amber pupils: "Xie Tiantian, don't you explain?"

While speaking, her hair behind her ears slid down the curve of the shoulder line, and gently swept over Xie Yan's wrist beside the desk.

Xie Yan's eyes drooped and fell on her soft hair.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Er leaned over again, pointed at the light blue wish card with simple white fingers, and looked at him and asked again: "You want to stuff me into your socks?"

What did Xie Yan think? He wrote such a wonderful sentence on his wish card.

Only the Maitreya Buddha-like class teacher like Lao Chen is willing to coax the children in the class to play. If it were the director Qian who was in charge of discipline in Lin Shixi, Xie Yan would definitely be happy to start with a review letter starting from three thousand words in minutes.

Xie Yan's eyes raised slightly, his eyes moved upwards, and he stayed on Lin Er's beautiful little face.

He put down the black water pen that was pinching between his fingers, gently retracted his peach blossom eyes, and the gentleness hidden in his eyes was clear: "Didn't I write about Santa Claus remember to turn your head outside?"

Liner: “…”

She really thanked him for his considerateness.

"Is this the point?" Lin Er looked down at him, clamping the light blue card between his fingers, and shook it in front of him, "I mean, you know that this wish card is what Old Chen wants to read, but you still wrote this sentence?"

Xie Yan hummed, not caring too much: "You have agreed to me."

Liner: "?"

Liner: "What do I agree with you?"

Xie Yan looked over with his dark eyes, then his lips curled slightly, and his voice was filled with a slight sense of favor and arrogant: "High-profile and open, low-profile love."

Liner: “…”

This is indeed a high-profile public, and even their class teacher Lao Chen knows it.

The moment the word "tail" fell, Xie Yan raised his hand and grabbed Lin Er's wrist, then pulled it in his direction.

Lin Er never sat down, but supported himself on the edge of the table with one hand and half bent over to watch him. When Xie Yan pulled it suddenly, Lin Er's hand lost its focus and most of his body lost balance.

Xie Yan steadily picked up a beauty into his arms.

Before Lin Er could raise his head, he heard Xie Yan stutter in his ear and smiled slightly, "Hmm? What's going on, girlfriend? Can the little girl be more reserved? You have to take advantage of me in the early morning?"

Liner: “…”

After half a month, Lin Er once again felt the shamelessness of Xie Tiantian.
Chapter completed!