Girl Next Door Grows Up

I subconsciously let go of Elder Sister Yan's wrist. That man had a pair of glasses and looked to be about 27 or 28 years old.

When he got closer, he looked at me and said, "What class are you in? Why are you flirting with the teacher?"

When I saw the light in his eyes, I knew that he still wanted to be a hero saving a beauty and gain Elder Sister Yan's favor. It's a pity that this guy misunderstood my relationship with Elder Sister Yan and wanted to disappoint him.

Elder Sister Yan unhappily said: "Shen Linfeng, what does my fiance and I have to do with you!"

The person called Shen Linfeng was stunned, "Wang Yuyan, you already have a fiance?"

Elder Sister Yan gave me a look, and I went forward to embrace Elder Sister Yan. Two years ago, Elder Sister Yan was slightly higher than me, but now, I have finally found the dignity of a man.

When Shen Linfeng saw that I was holding onto Elder Sister Yan, his expression finally changed. "So it's just an engagement, no problem, even if we're married we can leave, Wang Yuyan I won't give up pursuing you, see you later."

Shen Linfeng turned around and left. Looking at Shen Linfeng's background, I coldly snorted. This person is too shameless, he already said that he's his fiance, yet he still licks his face and wants to pursue me.

Shen Linfeng disappeared from his sight, and Elder Sister Yan suddenly said: "You still aren't letting go, do you really take me to be your fiancee? If that's really the case, I will agree to it."

Elder Sister Yan's words scared me and I immediately let go of her. But then again, the feeling of hugging her just now was pretty good. I have never hugged a woman like that before.

I immediately thought of the scene when I hugged Xixi. I slightly closed my eyes and shook my head.

Elder Sister Yan placed her pink hand on my shoulder, "Xiao Yu Feather, are you bad at learning to laugh so vulgarly? Tell me, what are you crooked about now?

When I woke up, my face was full of awkwardness. In my heart, hugging Xixi like that could be considered crooked.

When I was at a loss for words, Elder Sister Yan suddenly gave me a "da da". She gave me a kiss on my face and then walked far away with her back facing me as she waved, "I'll come and play with you another day."

I shook my head and smiled. A beauty acting so natural and unrestrained was my way of doing things.

When I returned to my seat, I saw that my tablemate was crying on the table. I sat down close to my tablemate and said, "Hey, what happened? Why are you crying? Did someone bully you? Hurry up and tell me."

My tablemate was crying non-stop. I turned my head to the side and waved at the small steel cannon. "Come here."

The small steel cannon came over. Before I could ask, he knew what I wanted to ask and said, "Boss, the brat you beat up just now bullied her. I beat him up and chased him away."

I was stunned, not because my tablemate was bullied, but because the little steel cannon was very respectful when calling me boss. I don't know when this brat changed his personality and became so obedient.

When Fallen Leaf made me the boss, the little steel cannon's expression was very dissatisfied.

I let Little Steel Cannon go back, then patted on the back of my tablemate and started to comfort him, "Liu Qing, don't cry anymore. When that brat comes back, I'll teach him a lesson, okay?"

The tablemate raised his head, his hair flowing down her face. "You scoundrel, take away your stinky hands. All men are the same. You won't know anything other than how to take advantage of a girl."

I awkwardly withdrew my hand. I didn't have the slightest intention to take advantage of my tablemate.

At this moment, my tablemate had tears on her face and her hair was a mess. Looking at her, I couldn't help but feel pitiful. I reached out my hand to brush away the hair covering her eyes. She opened my hand.

I knew that the brat bullying his tablemate had something to do with me. Since he couldn't beat me, he bullied my tablemate. Since my tablemate was staring at me, I could only apologize, "Sorry, I have wronged you."

Her tablemate softly said, "Why do matters between men involve women?"

"I really didn't know he would bully you." I helplessly scratched my head as I said this.

The tablemate snorted and turned away from me, and I don't know why, but when I looked at her now, I was amazed, so I leaned my elbows on the table and rested my chin on my hands as I stared at her.

Her tablemate seemed to know that I was looking at her. She looked in front of her and said, "Humph, you're a man."

I slapped myself, what was I thinking about just now, it's because I embraced Elder Sister Yan today that my resistance actually decreased, thus I also looked in front of me.

After a while, I felt that something was wrong. I had already been in class for a long time, why hadn't the teacher come to class yet?

I no longer bothered with my tablemate looking for discomfort. Instead, my tablemate could no longer hold back and turned towards me, saying, "Hey, Lin Yu, why aren't you apologizing to me anymore? You're not sincere at all, you're really hypocritical."

When my tablemate said this to me, I didn't even bother to pay attention to her. Let me continue apologizing. Dream on.

I continued to look in front of me, ignoring her. My tablemate nudged me twice, "Hey, say something. Why are you so petty as a man? I'll accept your apology."

I turned my head to look at my tablemate and laughed, "Liu Qing, you're finally not angry anymore, be good!"

His tablemate's face reddened. "You rascal, didn't you want to give me Liuhai? Give me Liuhai!"

After hearing her words, I couldn't help but to go to her table. The moment my finger touched the skin on her pretty face, the teacher's voice came from the door, "What are you doing, male student? You don't study well in class. What's the meaning of bullying your table?"

My gaze turned cold as I turned my head to look at the unfamiliar teacher walking in. Did he see me bullying his tablemate? Which of his eyes did he see me looking at his tablemate with cold eyes?

The eyes of his tablemate seemed to say that he had just been immersed in this scene, but was interrupted in the end.

The teacher walked over. He was in his thirties, and he wasn't very tall, only about 1.65 meters. However, he was well-dressed and dressed in a formal suit.

There was something sinister in the way he looked at his tablemate. He said, "How can a little girl like you stay in this corner and sit with a man? How about this, I'll change seats for you."

Her tablemate was very sensitive, and could tell at a glance that this teacher was interested in her. Thus, she said unhappily, "You don't need to care where I go, and also, you aren't my Headteacher. Why should you transfer to me?"

I think there's something wrong with this teacher, even our Headteacher can't change his position, what kind of person is he?

The teacher rolled his eyes and I knew what he was thinking. In this kind of situation, the reason why my tablemate refused to change their positions was definitely because of me, so I thought that this was what he thought. As for him rolling his eyes, he was probably planning something bad.

The teacher snorted and walked back to the podium, introducing himself as Wu Gui.

This dirty old turtle taught us English, mainly to teach us some of the computer terminology to use, after all, there are not many high culture sitting, they all spend money to go to school.

Unlike the computer department of the North School, everyone's English was good, so they only needed to learn the jargon of a major.

The Filthy Turtle lectured on the podium while my tablemate and I lowered our heads and whispered, "Table, why are the teachers here looking like this? They don't have the slightest bit of talent as a teacher, they're just like an old hooligan."

I almost laughed out loud, "Liu Qing, I didn't expect you to be so accurate with your eyes, not bad."

The tablemate smiled proudly, "That's true, but you're not bad either. How dare you go against your teacher?"

After a while, the Filthy Turtle went out. It was unknown what it did, but when its tablemate felt bored, he insisted on pulling me along to play games with her. "Table, let's play Rock Scissor, two wins in three rounds, if you lose, tonight you treat me to a meal. If I lose, I'll let you kiss me."

I shamelessly thought to myself. This game's rules are simple and the stakes are fair. I agreed to play, so we started playing face to face. She won the first round and I won the second.

At this time, I wanted to lose to her, but in the end, it was me who won the third round.

Her tablemate, who was willing to admit defeat, brought her face close to his.