Chapter 1814： Raising a school grass to be a husband (10)

The beetle's compartment is filled with the smell of chicken legs and wings, and two large bags squeeze An Yu.

The teenager was sitting behind, his eyes were puffed up, and he seemed to be squeezed by the two fast food bags.

Lin Che's home is in Fu'an.

But Lin Che did not like to live with his family. All Lin Quan waved his hand and bought an apartment for Lin Che.

It's not that big, it's 140.

Xia Qiu took An Yu and parked the car downstairs.

An Yu came out with a big bag and a small bag. As soon as she got out of the car, she saw the beautiful woman in red, looked at him charmingly, and stretched out her hand.

The hand was so beautiful, white as jade in the sun, and the fingers were especially slender.

An Yu froze.

A shudder knocked politely on his forehead.

Come back! An Yu stared angrily.

Anyway, there is no school person here, and Lin Che has seen through his character, that pretense is useless.

The white face was reddened with anger, and the boy stared at her angrily, his eyes glowing brown, just like Liuli. With light again.

"Yo, don't come to help me yet. If my foot is really worn out, then you'll have to wait for the hospital every day to bring me tea and water." Xia Qiu hummed softly, proudly.

Lin Che's temperament is just a bit arrogant and his temper is good, but that kindness is always to stand on his own angle towards others.

"You ..." An Yu was blocked.

He carried the heavy bag in his hand, he looked at the bag and snorted.

Compared to Ao Jiao, An Yu is not much less than Lin Che.

With a light hand, An Yu took the bag in his right hand.

"Let's go." An Yu's arm rested on her soft hand.

An elegant fragrance rushed out, and An Yu looked sideways.

The woman next to her looked gorgeous, her nose was high, her eyes were clear, and her lips were pink.

Their class teacher is indeed a beauty.

Nai He is a barbed rose again.

An Yu has long heard that single male teachers throughout the school have no idea about Lin Che.

But Ke Lin Che's alienated attitude was silent rejection.

High education, good looks and good family.

They all said that Lin Che despised them.

"What are you looking at? Are you fascinated again? Isn't the teacher so pretty?" Xia Qiu chuckled.

An Yu returned to God.

The rapid redness of the ears faded again.

"Teacher, narcissism is ill, you have to be cured."

He said lightly.

"Yo, am I sick?" Xia Qiu raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"So you have to treat as soon as possible, and you can't delay any more." An Yu laughed.

The two people's smiles looked at each other like two foxes, with two invisible tails behind them.

Slap, another trembling knock on An Yu's head.

An Yu had a red patch on his forehead, and he wanted to rub it with pain.

But Xia Qiu was carrying one hand, and the other was carrying a bag so large.

Xia Qiu closed his hand, and then smiled at An Yu.

"Come, it hurts. The teacher rubs it for you."

Slender and soft hands rubbed lightly on An Yu's forehead.

The faint aroma was stronger.

An Yu couldn't help holding her breath, looking at the bright eyebrows that were approaching, her heart uttering inexplicable taste.

Is this a stick for a sweet date?

It was her who hit him, so was her gentle.

Irritability-

Lin Che, what is she trying to do?

An Yu felt like she was a little mouse in her palm.