The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 122 Still Crematorium

During lunch break, teacher’s office.

After finishing his chemistry homework, Old Liu took off his glasses, rubbed his sore neck, and found that something was not right with Professor Rong opposite him.

A man who is usually perfectly tidy, today he has an unkempt beard and a wrinkled shirt.

Her trendy short hair was no longer styled, and it lay softly on her forehead. It looked like she had not slept well last night.

"Old Rong, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Old Liu unscrewed a bottle of Coke and placed it on Rong Jing's desk. He then remembered that Professor Rong was a health-preserving person. He never touched carbonated drinks and only liked to drink health-preserving tea from a thermos.

Just as he was about to take it away, the other party took it away.

Rong Jing drank several mouthfuls, his eyes dull, and he didn't wake up until his stomach burped.

Looking at the bubbling brown-black liquid in the bottle, he clearly didn't like drinking it, but he still took a few sips of it with a ferocious expression.

Lao Liu couldn't stand it anymore, so he snatched it away and said doubtfully:

"Others are drowning their sorrows in wine. It's broad daylight. Are you drowning your sorrows in a fat house?"

Rong Jing ignored him, didn't take out a tissue, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, stood up suddenly and opened the window. The cold wind rushed in instantly, and his upper body was about to lean forward.

This move really startled Lao Liu. He rushed up and hugged the opponent's waist tightly, his eyes as wide as copper.

"What do you want to do? This is it! Come back quickly!"

Rong Jing frowned, turned around and scolded:
"Let go, what does it look like?"

He pulled down the arm around his waist hard, and the two of them were in a stalemate for a while. When Lao Liu saw that he didn't look like he couldn't think about it, he let go.

The cold wind blew, and fine snowflakes drifted to my face. I looked far into the distance, and was dazzled by the large white snow outside, and even the depression in my heart was diluted a lot.

After a whole night, the snow has accumulated very thickly. Downstairs, the student union cadres are organizing members to clear the snow.

With almost no need to distinguish, Rong Jing saw his little girl at a glance, and then couldn't help but tighten the corners of his mouth.

Everyone else was wearing so thick clothes, so why was she the only one not wearing a down jacket and only wearing a woolen coat?Still open?

There were so many people that the ground was cleared in a short time, and the snow was piled next to it, clean.

When the work was almost done, someone suggested building a snowman, and everyone responded unanimously.

So, when Rong Jing looked down, he saw his girl put down her tools, squatted down and started rolling the snowman.

The girl's face was filled with a bright smile, and the corners of Rong Jing's mouth raised uncontrollably.

However, he frowned after a while.

In sight, Su Luo patted Xue for a while and then put her hands on her ears to cover her ears, obviously not wearing gloves.

It's winter. What should I do if my fingers get frozen without wearing gloves?
Rong Jing felt extremely distressed when he thought of those green and tender fingers covered with frostbite.

Glancing at Lao Liu who was working with his head down, Rong Jing secretly stuffed one of his black gloves into the other.

If it is thrown from the third floor, it is such a soft object, and there is a special delivery target. Probably... maybe... it shouldn't be considered a high-altitude throw, right?

Professor Rong hinted to himself, once again losing his principles, a small black ball cut through the air and landed firmly not far from Su Luo's feet.

After throwing it away, Rong Jing quickly closed the window and sat back on the chair, his ears slightly red.

Being so far away, Xiaoluo shouldn't have noticed it was him, right?

On the playground, Su Luo picked up the gloves that fell from the sky, took them apart and looked at them, and recognized the familiar patterns on them.For a moment, she looked up and saw only the closed window of the office on the third floor and the man's expressionless profile.

Su Luo chuckled, put on her gloves in a good mood, and continued to build a snowman.

She was so happy that Professor Rong upstairs was also delighted to see her, his eyes showing unconcealable tenderness.

It wasn't until his eyes were stung by the white snow outside that he shed tears. Rong Jing reluctantly looked away. Before the smile faded, he met Lao Liu's suspicious gaze.

Rong Jing's heart skipped a beat, blinked her long eyelashes, and said calmly:
"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Professor Rong's calm expression, Old Liu shook his head gently. He must have read it wrong.

Rong Jing felt guilty and did not dare to look outside casually. He opened his notebook and started to revise his thesis. He scanned it at a glance and gradually became immersed in his work.

After a long time, when he finished revising a paper, he found that the students' snowmen had been piled up and were being finished.

There are three fat snowmen standing on both sides of the sidewalk. The one on the far left is large but a little rough, and the one on the far right is delicate but too mini.

Only the one in the middle, not too big or too small, has a smiling face dotted with candy makeup on the chubby head, and a red scarf is tied around the neck.

Why does that scarf look so familiar?

Rong Jing frowned and subconsciously looked for someone. Sure enough, her neck was empty, the original scarf was missing, and she was smiling with a heartless look.

Just as Rong Jing was thinking about the feasibility of throwing down a scarf, in sight, Lu Chengchuan appeared from nowhere, untied his scarf, and wrapped it around Su Luo's neck.

Rong Jing was displeased. Who is this guy with flaxen hair? He actually touched his little place?

He took a deep breath and suppressed the sourness in his heart. However, after a while, a look of shock and anger flashed across the man's black eyes.

Lu Chengchuan made a snowball at some point and stuffed it into Su Luo's collar, which shocked Su Luo.

When she reacted, she turned around, picked up a bigger snowball, and threw it over.

Well played!
Professor Rong observed secretly and saw that Su Luo had decisively fought back without suffering a loss. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Everyone downstairs was having a frenzy, and the laughter could be heard even from a distance.

In the snow, the two of them were throwing each other at me, and I was throwing them at you. They were laughing and joking, just flirting.

Seeing her having fun, he was also happy. However, seeing her playing with other members of the opposite sex made Professor Rong's heart ache, and he began to feel faintly sour again.

At this time, a big snowball hit Su Luo's head. Rong Jing's heart tightened and he slapped his big palm on the table, which attracted Lao Liu's attention.

Rong Jing had no time to take care of it. He stared out of the window with his black eyes, and saw Chu Song rushing out from the side at some point, covering Su Luo's face with his back.

The man's brows could be twisted into a frown, and the discomfort in his heart was a bit stronger than before.

For no reason, he was more concerned about the boy named Chu.

Downstairs, facing the big snowball flying fast, Su Luo instinctively covered her face, but the pain did not hit her.

Looking through the gap, Chu Songzheng was looking at her with a smile, blocking the flying snowballs with his back. The snowflakes splashed in all directions and hit the tips of his black hair.

Su Luo glanced at the man who was no longer hiding upstairs, her eyes glistened with a hint of cunning, and she turned slightly to take a seat.

So, looking at it from Rong Jing's perspective, the scene turned into a picture of his girl throwing herself into someone else's arms, making him so angry that his head turned green.

Suddenly I wanted to just jump down and crush that kid.

　I've been driving Professor Rong crazy lately.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)