It's better to be a scholar than to fall in love

Chapter 270 No Title
He dragged Qiao Yue out.

The kind that was picked out alone.

At that time, Ye Qian was still a handsome and sunny boy, exuding the radiance of healing motherhood.

The little girls in the class all liked him, and even the naughty little boys didn't make trouble when they saw him.

However, Sister Yue was different. At that time, she already had the signs of a big sister in society.

The whole person is too cool.

Fighting was quite popular back then.

At that time, Qiao Yue didn't speak harsh words, and she didn't fight, but she was rich, and she had plenty of people to fight for her.

It was Ye Qian who grabbed her by the ponytails and killed her social sister vigor in the cradle.

The 12-year-old Qiao Yue was quite short, less than 1.5 meters, but she didn't hesitate at all when facing Ye Qian, who was about 1.8 meters tall.

Ye Qian taught them music, he could play the guitar, and he had a nice voice.

One more thing, the hands are nice.

But Qiao Yue found out later that Ye Qian was a fucking top student in the Department of Physics.

Because he hadn't started learning physics in the first grade of junior high school, he taught music.

fuck it.

He taught music for two months and supervised Qiao Yue for two months.

He took her out to eat, taught her homework, played the guitar, sang to her, and rubbed her head with his pretty hands, and didn't ask her to hand in her homework.

At that time, Ye Qian was really the Bai Yueguang in Qiao Yue's heart.

Ye Qian later went back to college.

Qiao Yue saw him again when she just finished the second semester of her sophomore year, that is, last year, when she was in the alley next to the bar, listening to all kinds of noisy sounds, a pair of beautiful hands covered her mouth and nose and squeezed her. Pull aside.

She didn't shout at that time, because the man called a name, "Yueyue."

Although she didn't know if it was the same person, she still had the courage to look back, and that handsome face was somewhat familiar.

Qiao Yue's memory has always been good, although Ye Qian at that time was different from when she first met him, his outline was much deeper, and he was still good-looking.

It was too late to reminisce, Ye Qian hugged her tightly in his arms.

He was panting at the time, and Qiao Yue felt the liquid dripping from his shoulder in a panic, which had a strong smell of blood.

Only then did Qiao Yue realize that Ye Qian was holding a gun in his other uninjured hand.

That kind of weapon with a cold metal glow was held in the hands of her former teacher.

No matter how slow Qiao Yue was, she could still react, Ye Qian was really not an ordinary person.

There were footsteps approaching around, and Qiao Yue felt Ye Qian hug her even tighter until the footsteps dissipated.

Ye Qian didn't let go.

Qiao Yue turned around hard, but he pushed against the wall and pressed her over.

The moment Ye Qian lowered his head and kissed her collarbone, Qiao Yue knew that not only had he been shot and injured, but he had also been drugged.

Qiao Yue had been around the nightclub for a long time. She had seen that kind of thing, but she never expected that Ye Qian would be raped by someone like that.

But what Qiao Yue couldn't accept the most was that he called "Yue Yue" when he was unconscious.

Qiao Yue didn't know if that "Yueyue" was referring to her, because Ye Qian had only called her "Xiaoyue" before, but they always used the word "Yue", so she couldn't help but not hold grudges.

What's more, her resistance to men was no better then than it is now.

But Ye Qian passed out before he took the next step.

Qiao Yue insisted on the plastic teacher-student relationship during those two months, instead of calling 120 directly, she called someone to take him to the hotel, and then called a private doctor to operate on him.

She didn't know who Ye Qian was hunted down by, but sending him to the hospital was not a sensible approach.

　You little cuties, don’t ask me to order some songs recently, because you meow meows away from home to study, so you can’t irritate your roommate’s ears.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)