Chapter 8： He was molested

Looking at Jiang Li's playful eyes, Lin Chen was a little dazed.

How does he feel that he has been molested?

But what she said is reasonable.

After thinking about it, Lin Chen obediently yelled "Sister Li".

Jiang Li suddenly trembled with a smile:

"Hey, good!"

Lin Chen was even more confused now.

Why is she laughing? Where is the laugh? Is it so funny?

Seeing Lin Chen's dull and cute look, Jiang Li felt even more interesting, but she also knew that enough was enough.

Then, her phone rang.

Jiang Li answered the phone for the first time, said two words "um", "ok", and hung up.

Immediately afterwards, she looked at Lin Chen apologetically:

"Brother, there is a temporary meeting in our company. I'm leaving. I'll see you next time?"

"OK."

Lin Chen nodded and sent Jiang Li to the door.

After sending Jiang Li away, Lin Chen washed and lay down on the soft and comfortable Simmons bed, gradually falling asleep.

As soon as Lin Chen got up the next day, he received several pieces of news from Song Qingwan.

Song Qingwan: I really troubled you yesterday, thank you for sending me back!

Song Qingwan: In a daze. jpg

Song Qingwan: Observe secretly. jpg

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These cute emoticons made Lin Chen laugh.

After chatting casually, Lin Chen put down the phone.

In the evening, Lin Chen went directly to the teaching building.

Song Qingwan also specially reminded him yesterday that there is a class meeting today, the main purpose of which is to select class cadres.

Although Lin Chen is not interested in such things as class cadres, after all, it is the first class meeting for enrollment, so he still has to go.

After Lin Chen went upstairs, according to the electronic map Song Qingwan sent him, Lin Chen quickly found his classroom.

I have to say that there are really many girls in the Chinese Department, and I haven't seen a few boys along the way.

After arriving in the classroom, Lin Chen found that he was late and the seats in the classroom were almost full.

Lin Chen found a seat at random and sat down.

As soon as he sat down, Lin Chen smelled a faint scent of jasmine.

The moment Lin Chen sat down, the girl next to her suddenly stiffened, and moved her body to the other side calmly.

Lin Chen also noticed her little movement and said hello:

"Hello classmate, my name is Lin Chen, how about you?"

She glanced at Lin Chen, then hurriedly withdrew her gaze.

"Su, Su Mo."

This woman grew up pretty, with a baby face, delicate profile, and the long eyelashes under her bangs trembled.

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Jasmine's Mo?"

She nodded, did not speak, but the tips of her ears turned pink.

Lin Chen was surprised. He didn't expect that there would be such a shy girl now.

It's quite rare.

You know many girls nowadays, if you tell her a pornographic story, she can tell you something more pornographic than yours.

As if could not help being curious, Su Mo glanced at Lin Chen secretly:

"How did you guess?"

Lin Chen said casually:

"The scent of jasmine on you."

Su Mo was slightly startled.

At this moment, Lin Chen smiled suddenly and looked at the student card she put on the table.

"Your student card is still there, with a name on it."

Su Mo quickly put away the student card and was about to say something when the acting head teacher came.

Tunghai University has a tradition of assigning an acting head teacher to each freshman class for a period of one month.

And this acting head teacher is the senior and senior sister of the same department.

The acting head teacher of Lin Chen's class is a Sri Lankan head teacher with black-rimmed glasses.

After the speech on behalf of the class, the next step is the part of the campaign cadres.

Class leaders are freely selected by the students to speak on stage and vote.

Now is the session of the Youth League Committee election. It is a girl who is running on stage.

A little boring.

Lin Chen glanced around and found that most of the people in the class were playing with their mobile phones.

At this moment, with a "click", Lin Chen looked down subconsciously, and just met Su Mo who was bending over to pick up the pen.