Walking to the living room again, she looked at the man in a relaxed state and asked, "did you deliberately target me in class?"

The man on the sofa glanced at Ye Qingcheng, as usual, and didn't answer her question immediately. He took a cigarette from the cigarette box on the tea table, bit it between his lips, lit the fire, and narrowed his warm, jade like eyes slightly.

Just when ye Qingcheng was impatient, he thought in a light voice, "how can I say that?"

Hearing his tone, ye Qingcheng's teeth itched with anger.

"You are vengeance!"

Luo Zhou took a breath of smoke and looked at Ye Qingcheng through the smoke.

Ye Qingcheng looks back at him without any weakness.

Luo Zhou leaned against the sofa with a long jade like body. His face under the blue and white smoke was clear and gentle. He took off his glasses, and his warm eyes were deep and introverted.

Obviously, he aimed at her, but he was calm and elegant, as if nothing had happened.

And she, obviously can't hold her breath. She's very angry.

This sharp contrast makes Ye Qingcheng extremely uncomfortable and unnatural.

It's like two people's short-term feelings, she got on the heart, but he was outside the door.

As soon as ye Qingcheng was about to say something, he heard his voice light and said, "do I have a reason for targeting you?"

Ye Qingcheng, "..."

There's no reason for him to target her, but isn't he the one who embarrasses her in class?

It seems that he can see through her inner thoughts. He plays the cigarette ash on his fingertips. His clear eyes fall on her bright and moving face. His voice is light. "If I don't listen to the class carefully and talk to my male classmates, I don't even have a standard basic pronunciation. It's my intention to find fault?"

Ye Qingcheng lowered his long eyelashes, stared at his toes and muttered, "I didn't plan to take this elective course."

He got up from the sofa and stood tall in front of her, with a sense of oppression like nothing. "Now that he's on it, he has to take it seriously."

"If you don't roll call, you won't go this semester, will you?" He took a step closer to her. "I'll record the lessons I missed in your French lessons."

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes sharply.

Listen to the subtext in his words, I'm not going to let her pass!

"You..." Ye Qingcheng raised his eyes sharply and looked directly at his tender but tender eyes. The words he wanted to refute were stuck in his throat, like a defeated cockfight. "I will not be late or leave early in the future. Can't I be serious in class?"

Luo Zhou looked at her changing from a wild cat to a kitten, bent her lower lip lightly, "go to the kitchen and pour me a glass of water."

Ye Qingcheng glared at him.

Does he see himself as an available servant?

She has never seen such a shameless person!

But when she thought about credits, she was a little guilty.

After all, she did not attend several classes.

Ye Qingcheng enters the kitchen, and she burns a pot of water.

In the process of boiling water, she propped her hands on the flow platform, and lightly touched one toe on the ground.

Footsteps behind me.

Ye Qingcheng subconsciously looks back and sees a slender figure. The man is wearing a casual shirt and exquisite cloth to outline his broad and handsome shoulders and chest.

The kitchen is not big, because he came in, it seems to be a little cramped.

"The water is almost done. You can pour it yourself later."

Ye Qingcheng wants to go out, but Luo Zhou is blocking the kitchen door.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, and his figure blocked a large amount of light, which put a certain pressure on Ye Qingcheng.

The main reason is that she didn't get out of the feeling with cheating completely, and she couldn't do it naturally when facing him.

"Let me go."

He stood still.

Ye Qingcheng had to look at him again. He was looking down at her, and his clear eyes showed some deep meaning that she could not understand.

In the narrow space, the atmosphere changes subtly.

Ye Qingcheng reminds himself that he can no longer be easily bewitched.

"Professor Luo, please let me!"

Luo Zhou stared at Ye Qingcheng for a few seconds, and his lips flashed a light smile.

He retreated, and she fled in panic.

When he walked out of the distance, ye Qingcheng remembered his purpose of finding him.

She asked him to settle the account, but it turned out to be the wrong side!

She is really regretful. If she had gone to the previous classes, she would not have had a handle on him!

Damn bastard, still so insidious and cunning!

…………

That night, ye Qingcheng had a dream.

Dream of Luo Zhou.

He stood at the kitchen door. She wanted to go out. He stopped her.

She put her hands on his chest and kept pushing him. He just looked down at her. Their faces were very close. She could clearly smell the smell of tobacco he had smoked, the smell of water behind the beard, and the smell of wine Mixed together, inexplicably bewitching her heart.He leaned down towards her, his thin lips biting her earlobes.

He said to her, "Qing Cheng, I like you, come back to me."

His lips, just about to touch her lips, suddenly someone shouted in her ear, "down the city!"

Ye Qingcheng opened his eyes.

The heart is still pounding.

She looked at the peach standing beside her bed in a dazed way. She couldn't tell in her dream or in reality for a while?

"Qingcheng, class is coming soon. You will be late if you don't get up again."

Ye Qingcheng stroked his forehead. "I'll get up right away."

"Qingcheng, why are you so red? Do you have a fever?"

"No, maybe it's because I'm sleeping too much."

…………

Ye Qingcheng is not a dull man.

She felt that it was unusual for Luo Zhou to come to K University suddenly.

There was a faint expectation in her heart, but she was afraid that she was just being amorous.

Once cheated, there will always be some cracks. Like a broken mirror, even if it is repaired successfully, it cannot be restored to its original perfection.

When ye Qingcheng didn't clear his mind completely, someone saw Luo Zhou's girlfriend come to school.

"We see the teacher and mother. They are so young. They look so beautiful and lovely."

"And very approachable, without any airs!"

"It's nice to walk by Professor Luo's side."

Ye Qingcheng heard other students' comments in the classroom, her hands slightly tightened, and her heart flashed the loss that she ignored.

Heard a classmate mentioned that two people appeared in the playground, ye Qingcheng ran out before class.

She ran to the playground and didn't see Luo Zhou and his girlfriend.

She went back.

Not far away, in a man-made lake, I saw a pair of men and women.

The woman around Luo Zhou is the one she saw that day with the thin porcelain snow video.

Young, charming and full of vitality.

There is a smile between the girl's eyebrows and eyes. Even if there is a distance between them, you can hear her laugh like a silver bell.

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