The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 112 Hair Color
Su Luo did not reply to Rong Jing immediately. She thought about it for a while, then exited the chat interface and entered the grade WeChat group.

In the middle of the night, a few night owls in the group were fighting, wearing the most expensive eye cream and staying up the longest night.

Just now, someone posted a video in the group, and many divers appeared in the group in an instant.

[Fuck, this is Brother Chuan, right? ! 】

[The posture is so handsome...]

【It's not just the posture, the face is also very resistant, that evil smile is simply amazing...】

[Front row, keep your hala, who will give me a dozen of such boys! 】

Everyone's comments quickly filled the screen. Su Luo felt dizzy watching it. She scrolled up for a long time before clicking on the video.

The dynamic music startled her, and Su Luo quickly turned down the volume. After the dazzling special effects, Lu Chengchuan's arrogant flaxen hair appeared in the camera.

He turned sideways and slid along the boulevard on campus with a ginger skateboard under his feet.

In the autumn wind, the golden fallen leaves were blown up by him. His expression was careless, and his feet were as free as a fish rolling in the waves.

At the end, those peach-blossom eyes were slightly raised, and she made a coquettish gesture towards the camera, revealing eight neat white teeth.

Su Luo trembled unconsciously, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her skin. After experiencing two reincarnations, her mentality gradually settled down.

She looks cool in the eyes of others, but she feels very immature, and a little...greasy.

At this time, roommate Chen Cuijiao also posted an emoticon in the group, adding:
【The hair color is very nice. 】

Su Luo casually sent a plus one, exited the group chat, and returned to the chat page with Rong Jing.

On the other side, the guest room on the first floor.

After sending the message, Rong Jing kept staring at the chat interface. However, after waiting for a long time and no reply from Su Luo, he thought she fell asleep.

Unintentionally, he saw the enthusiasm of the students in the group, and Rong Jing shook his head.Just as I was about to turn off my phone, I found that the little rabbit avatar had sent a message in the group.

Even though it was just a brief plus one, Professor Rong still lost his composure.

He swiped up with his long finger and clicked on the video. The man's brows gradually furrowed and his chest felt stuffy, as if there was a piece of cotton stuffed inside him. He definitely couldn't lie down any longer.

Rong Jing suddenly sat up, got out of bed, and started circling on the ground holding his cell phone.

She must have seen his message, and then she actually didn't reply to him?

After thinking about it, Rong Jing decided to scold her and let her learn the most basic courtesy in dealing with others, which is also the responsibility of a teacher.

He started typing on the screen. In the darkness, two clusters of flames ignited in a pair of dark pupils, and the angular face was a little scary when illuminated by the light from the phone screen.

Upstairs, Su Luo saw that the top of the chat interface kept showing that the other party was typing.

At first, she was looking forward to it and was very curious about Professor Rong's angry appearance. However, after waiting for more than ten minutes, it still hadn't been sent. Su Luo's eyelids started to tremble and she couldn't stand it anymore.

…Is he writing an academic paper?

Just when her patience was exhausted, her phone finally vibrated. Su Luo rubbed her sore eyes, stood up, and prepared to read the essay sent by the man seriously.

However, there are only a few words on the screen:

[Don’t stay up late, good night. 】

Su Luo was startled, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably. She lay down again, pulled the quilt over her head to cover her face, and there was a trace of sweetness in her heart.

At the same time, the Lu family mansion.

Lu Chengchuan was leaning lazily on the bedside, his fingers stroking the screen, making the thin man on the other side of the game cry and howl.

"Brother Chuan, have you seen the messages in the group? The video of you skateboarding was posted, and many girls were filming your rainbow fart.
It’s really irritating to see people compare to each other, oh, damn, what kind of hand speed are you doing..."

Lu Chengchuan glanced at the 99+ group messages without moving his brows:
"Too many, too lazy to read."

On the other side of the game, the thin man sneered softly, his voice was disgusting:
"I see the little beauty from the Propaganda Department has also spoken."

As soon as the words fell, the thin man's eyes widened, and he began to scream:
"Hey, don't leave, you... you really value sex over friends."

Ignoring the cries of his teammates, Lu Chengchuan lost his pad, took his phone and started to read the group messages. After scrolling for a while, he saw the profile picture of the fat rabbit.

plus one?

Why don't you be too lazy to kill her...

Lu Chengchuan muttered, but couldn't help but reply a message in the group:
[I also like this hair color. 】

By posting it like this, she should know that he was replying to her, right?After all, except for Su Luo, he had no contact with those people.

As soon as his message was sent out, he was bombarded with a wave of emoticons. Lu Chengchuan carefully identified them and found that none of them were from her, and gradually lost his patience.

On the other side, Chen Cuijiao was holding a mobile phone with a slightly red face.

Lu Chengchuan actually went out of his way to reply to his message...

After all, there were only three people discussing his hair color in the group, and one of them was a boy. Plus one for Su Luo.

She was the only one who posted cute emoticons with punctuation.

The more Chen Cuijiao thought about it, the more this happened. At this moment, a boy in the group deliberately caused trouble:

[Brother Chuan, who are you talking to?If you don't like to give someone a special comment, how will they know? 】

Lu Chengchuan was stunned, thinking about it, but he couldn't be too straightforward. Thinking of Su Luo's fluent English, he switched to the English input method:

【My hair will turn any color as long as you like.】

Click Send.

The group was quiet for a second and then started to explode. Lu Chengchuan's chest was pounding as he stared at the messages one after another.

Suddenly, he caught an English reply, which stood out among the Chinese replies.

【My pleasure.】

Chen Cuijiao was very excited.

He actually remembers reading English poetry with her. So, does he like herself?
Lu Chengchuan's eyes lit up, and then he frowned the next second.

Nickname on the profile picture: Jiaojiao

What the hell...

After waiting for a while, there was no reply from Su Luo, so Lu Chengchuan threw his phone away depressedly.

*
The next morning, Su Luo washed up and went downstairs in high spirits. As soon as she sat down, she felt the man's compelling gaze across the dining table.

They were the only two people in the empty villa. Rong Jing's eyelids were covered with gray, and it looked like he hadn't slept well.

Su Luo was completely unaware of his low pressure. She scooped up the porridge in mouthfuls and ate happily, occasionally letting out a few sighs of satisfaction.

Seeing this, Rong Jing's heart was blocked, and there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The two of them were silent, and there was only the sound of clinking tableware in the air. After a few minutes, Rong Jing couldn't help it anymore.

He cleared his throat and tried quietly:
"did you sleep well last night??"

Su Luo raised her face and looked at him with a sincere expression:
"Yeah, I fell asleep as soon as I got back yesterday."

Rong Jing's eyes dimmed, and the hand under the table unconsciously rubbed against his thigh.Little liar...

For a while, he felt that the sandwich in his throat was dry and choked, and he took a sip of soy milk to swallow it with difficulty.

Observing his every move from the corner of her eye, Su Luo took a small crabmeat dumpling and stuffed it into her mouth, slid away her phone, and pretended to be surprised:

"Professor, did you send me a message yesterday?"

Rong Jing's hand holding the tableware paused, and then he lowered his long black eyelashes as if nothing had happened, covering up the slightest hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Somehow, the honorifics she was used to hearing suddenly became harsh when they came out of her mouth.

Su Luo felt funny, but her eyes were still full of doubts:
"Are you sending me this message because you have something to do with me?"

Rong Jing frowned: "You don't have to be so reserved at home from now on."

Hearing this, Su Luo pretended to be embarrassed and stabbed him secretly:
"This is not good. After all, you are 12 years older than me, a full 12 years..."

Rong Jing's back stiffened.

Yes, Xiaoluo was only eighteen, but he was already thirty, a whole round older than her. She really shouldn't have any inappropriate thoughts.

Yesterday, it was just a sweet dream given to him by God. Now that he woke up from the dream, it was time for him to return to reality.

Thinking like this, the food that was originally rich in texture suddenly became bland and tasteless.

He reluctantly gulped a few mouthfuls before going out, not daring to look at Su Luo again, fearing that he would not be able to hold back his thoughts.

Seeing the man's melancholy figure disappearing from the gate, Su Luo felt a little guilty. Did she go too far just now?

A wave of wavering arose in her heart, and she quickly composed herself.You must not be soft-hearted at this time and do not provoke him. Do you have to wait until the old man takes the initiative?
The two of them went to school in the same car. According to usual practice, he would place her more than 200 meters away from the school gate. However, today, unusually, he did not stop.

Su Luo thought he had forgotten, so she couldn't help but remind him:
"Professor, let me down. If you drive forward, everyone will see me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds hovering above the people next to him began to press down again. Rong Jing still parked the car on the side of the road. He turned to look at her, with a constipated look on his face, and his voice was suppressed and aggrieved:
"I can't do it like that, am I ashamed of you?"

After saying that, Rong Jing stared closely at the micro-expression on Su Luo's face, but was disappointed to find that there was nothing more than confusion and a trace of confusion on that beautiful little face.

Seeing her open her mouth, Rong Jing was suddenly afraid of hearing something he couldn't accept, so he quickly interrupted her, simply out of sight and out of mind, and his voice became stiff:

"Go down."

However, when Su Luo really got out of the car, he felt even more uncomfortable. Before she could go far, Rong Jing hurriedly opened the sunroof and shouted:

"Xiao Luo!"

After hearing the sound, Su Luo turned around and saw the man standing on the leather chair, leaning out half of his body from the skylight. He rarely lost his composure, like a young boy who was stunned.

"Remember to drink plenty of hot water!"

Su Luo chuckled and turned around and entered the teaching building.

The golden leaves in autumn fall from the tree crown, gentle and desolate, like unrequited love.

He didn't look back until Su Luo's back disappeared from sight.Restart, turn around, and drive out of the school.

More than ten minutes later, in a hair salon next to the school, female students quickly covered their faces with plastic sheets around their necks.

Oh my god, why did Professor Rong come in? !Did they find them skipping class and come here to catch them and bring them back to class?

The girls almost stopped breathing when they saw the man slowly walking towards them, then walked straight to a seat next to them and sat down.

Those deep and charming eyes looked at the mirror with a serious look on their face, not noticing them at all.

The barber hurriedly greeted him. Seeing that his age was not that of a student, and his temperament was noble and elegant, he thought for a while and tentatively said:
"Teacher, what hairstyle do you want to have?"

……teacher?

Through the mirror, Rong Jing glared at him. This person seemed to be his equal at first glance. Why did he call him teacher?

Does he look so...mature?

Seeing that his eyes were dazed, the barber guessed that he didn't change his hairstyle all the time like a young man, so he thoughtfully took a picture book and recommended:
"Your hair quality is very good. You can try our celebrity style, which can show the charm of a mature man."

Rong Jing lowered his head and flipped through the pages. He frowned after flipping through a few pages. Why are all the models here in their 40s and [-]s?
Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of another booklet on the table, his eyes lit up, and he raised his chin in that direction:
"What about this book?"

The barber followed his gaze and smiled:
"This sample picture is also popular recently, but it's all the Korean-style Oppa style that male college students like."

In the life of a conservative man, Korean dramas do not exist, so naturally he does not know what an oppa is, but he heard the words male college student.

The hairstyle of male college students should make them look younger...

Suddenly, the male student with flaxen hair appeared in his mind, riding a skateboard and walking freely on campus. Although he didn't want to admit it, he was still pretty cool.

Rong Jing coughed lightly, pointed awkwardly at the model on the cover, and said in a deep voice:

"That's it."

After more than three hours of tossing, putting the curls into the big iron pot, foaming, blow-drying and styling, Rong Jing was exhausted and felt more tired than reading a paper all day long.

He stared at the results in the mirror, but he still couldn't quite grasp the aesthetics of young people.

Why do you have to cover your forehead? Why do you have so many curls on your head that it looks like wool?

He didn't think there was anything interesting about it, but the female students next to him were shocked by how handsome he was. They secretly took a picture while he wasn't paying attention and sent it to the dormitory group.

After a while, there was a post about the young professor's fair-looking appearance in the school forum.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Rong Jing walked into the classroom and found that today's attendance was particularly good. It was originally a sleepy time, but the students below were rarely in trouble. Their eyes were as wide as light bulbs, especially the girls.

Xu Zhihan poked Su Luo next to her and sighed in a low voice:

"Professor Rong is very fashionable. What color is that? Gray coffee or chestnut brown? Not to mention, he is really not out of date at all."

Su Luo swallowed and fell silent.

So, I secretly paid attention to someone's professor throughout the class. After seeing the girl's stunned gaze, I secretly rejoiced and decided to use this hairstyle in the future.

After class, Rong Jing returned to the office and received another wave of flattery. Before leaving get off work, the chemistry teacher invited Professor Rong to play table tennis, but he refused because he was reading a paper.

In late autumn, it gets dark earlier and earlier, and it's already dark by seven o'clock.

The chemistry teacher and his colleagues came out after playing ball, and saw a tall and tall man stepping on a skateboard, moving a little bit on the abandoned playground.From a distance, it looks like a giant caterpillar.

"Old Rong, is that you?"

Rong Jing was not very skilled at it and almost fell off when he was frightened by his loud voice. He stopped practicing and jumped down from above, patting his dusty pants.

The chemistry teacher went over to say hello, and he was amazed:
"Old Rong, you are really old-hearted, but you must act according to your ability. Our old waist is brittle than when we were young, so we have to be careful!"

Rong Jing's face darkened.Before he could speak, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind:
"Professor, why are you here?"

Hearing Su Luo's voice, Rong Jing's face turned red. He kicked the skateboard under his feet to the feet of the chemistry teacher, patted his shoulder and said lightly:

"Old Liu, you are really old-hearted."

After saying that, he walked away side by side with Su Luo, leaving behind a confused Old Liu.

　Lao Liu: How to deal with the skateboard?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)