Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

"Yifan, your phone is ringing. Just read the novel." Wang Yan'er shook her thighs, which woke Zhuo Yifan up from his drowsiness.

Zhuo Yifan reluctantly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and said lazily, "I'm Zhuo Yifan, who are you..."

The other party didn't speak first, but laughed fiercely: "Zhuo Yifan, Zhuo Yifan, you are so brave to have dinner with Shui Yunyao, and even hurt my subordinates, tell me, what's wrong with these two bills?" Pay it back?"

Zhuo Yifan sobered up a little after hearing what the other party said, and remembered what was almost thrown out of his mind: "Oh! You are the boss of that group of yellow hairs."

"Hmph, good to know." The other party snorted coldly and said, "You've already pissed me off, it's best not to let me see you in Youda, or be prepared to die." hang up the phone. [

Zhuo Yifan was inexplicably listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone. This Youda is a school run by his uncle, and the people in it should all be people with good morals. Why did they raise such a scum?It seems that I am going to clean up the house on behalf of my uncle.

Wang Yan'er saw Zhuo Yifan's slowly turning cold eyes, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Yifan shook his head: "It's okay, a little bastard in Youda wants to beat me up."

Wang Yan'er was startled at first, but she felt relieved when she thought of Zhuo Yifan's extraordinary skills: "You are so restless, you just came to class today and someone came to trouble you."

"In this world, you don't come to you because you are looking for trouble." Zhuo Yifan said meaningfully, and Wang Yan'er was startled when he saw it, "But it's okay, with me, Zhuo Yifan, protecting Teacher Wang, you Don't worry!"

Unexpectedly, the originally serious face became unserious again, Wang Yaner pulled her thigh out in a word, causing Zhuo Yifan's head to hit the corner of the sofa and shouted: "Murder your husband."

But thinking of Zhuo Yifan's words just now, there is a tinge of sweetness in his heart. Although this person is always dishonest, he is also a kind child with a righteous heart, which can bring people an inexplicable sense of security.

After reading this, Wang Yan'er helped Zhuo Yifan who was still rolling on the sofa for the first time, put it on her lap, and then gently touched Zhuo Yifan's sore foot on the sofa with her own hand: "Call you!" Narcissism!"

Zhuo Yifan felt comfortable with a pair of slender thighs and a soft forehead, so he also closed his mouth.The ghost knows what he will say to drive Wang Yan'er crazy, he doesn't want to lose such a good treatment because of his joke.

"But having said that, who taught you your skills?" Wang Yan'er asked suddenly, "I saw you in the car that day looking at a book and gesticulating. I ate a lot."

Zhuo Yifan was silent...

Wang Yan'er didn't notice it, and still said to herself: "I saw you and that migrant worker jump out of the car. I thought you would die a miserable death, but I didn't expect to rent a house with you instead. Plus When it was raining that day, the tricks you used to deal with the rainy night madman were really cool. If I hadn't been frightened, I would really have given you a big shout out."

The conversation was over, but Zhuo Yifan still didn't make a sound for a long time, Wang Yan'er glanced at Zhuo Yifan strangely, and found that he had fallen asleep.