I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 292
After staying up all night, Jiang Chacha felt that half of her life was about to die, and her heart was beating very fast.

On the other hand, Wen Huaizhi, he has nothing to do, and he even has leisure time to continue working on the problem.

She was wondering whether he was still human after all.

And now all she wanted was to go back to sleep.

However, he didn't seem to have the idea of ​​leaving, still sitting there with a pen in hand.

Jiang Chacha was almost bored to death, she sat on the sofa, her buttocks moved a little to the right, and then to the left.

She no longer wanted to sit with him anymore.

So she pinched her fingers there, thinking about how to say that she was going back.

She just gave him a look.

He looked away again.

Looked over again.

over and over again.

The last person to be looked at finally put down his pen. When he was wearing glasses, he was gentle and elegant, with a gentle book fragrance.

"What's wrong."

It was that familiar gentle smile again.

Every time she saw it, she felt very scared in her heart.

Jiang Chacha smiled awkwardly, and then said softly, "I should go back."

With that said, she acquiesced that he agreed.

In fact, she felt that his attitude from last night to now has always been neither cold nor cold.

So she felt that Wen Huaizhi still refused to forgive her, at least for now, he probably would not allow her to go back to be his tutor.

He didn't say a word about her identity as a fake Qingnan college student.

So he was disdainful.

He never looked down on her.

He asked her to tutor her in English all night, just to humiliate her. He knew that her identity as a Qingnan college student was fake, but he still wanted to admire how she bravely taught him English.

Realizing this, her mood sank.So that after she finished speaking, she ignored his expression, stood up silently, and then walked towards the door.

But just as she walked a few steps, he held her hand.

"Just leave like this?"

"teacher."

This teacher seemed to have left it behind on purpose.

As he said, he held her fingers in his palm with downcast eyes, and played with them gently.

Jiang Chacha lowered her head and said something sullenly.

"Am I still your teacher?"

He pinched her fingers gently.

He smiled softly, "Of course."

"I don't care if the teacher's college student status is fake, as long as the teacher can stay by my side and teach me English, it will be great."

Jiang Chacha looked back in surprise, with him reflected in her pupils.

It was unexpected for a person like him to say such a thing.

Wen Huaizhi seemed to be interested, and was still pinching her fingers. He not only pinched, but also looked at her carefully.

He looked at her pinkish-white fingernails.

"Have you done manicure before, teacher?"

Jiang Chacha was stunned.

He came up with this sentence inexplicably.

What did he mean by this sentence.

But... no one knew what he was thinking.

Jiang Chacha was silent for a while, then shook her head, "I don't like it, I like Sujia."

"Really." His eyelids drooped.

Jiang Chacha's heart skipped a beat again.

What he said today is so strange!Every sentence seems to contain some ambiguous meaning.

After playing with it for a while, he released her soft fingers.

Then, Wen Huaizhi put his hand on top of her bare back waist again. His hand was obviously very gentlemanly, but it was only concealed, and his fingers vaguely rubbed against her two loose laces.

This feeling... is more ambiguous than his direct skin-to-skin contact.

Because as long as he wanted, his hand could untie the tie around her waist at any time.

He stopped a taxi for her downstairs in the hotel.

Jiang Chacha got into the car, and he closed the door for her outside.

Even through the car window, he stood outside the car, just like the gray on the car glass, covering her heart darkly.

She rolled down the window to bid him farewell.

"Then Xiaohuai...see you next time." When she spoke, she forced a smile on her face, with a preoccupied look.

Wen Huaizhi also smiled, and he raised his hand, "Teacher, see you next time."

The car drove away.

Jiang Chacha turned her head to look.

Through the gray glass of the car, she saw his tall and noble figure still staying in place.

Wen Huaizhi did not leave.

He watched the car disappear at the end of the road, and after he couldn't see the tail of the car at all, he stood there for a while.

He got into his family's Maybach.

After a whole night, the feeling of exhaustion in the heart slowly came up.

Wen Huaizhi sat there with his eyes closed and rested.

If he had never thought about it, he hadn't noticed it.

He slowly took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose.

But once this idea came into being, everything seemed to be traceable.

(End of this chapter)