The Romance Of Mr. Walton

After going out, she suddenly remembered, why did they come back here last night?

Is there no reporter at the door? I don't know if it was photographed.

At this time, it would be more dangerous if she went out with him.

She exhaled, and after sending him a text message, she left first.

Walking into the elevator, she bent over and patted her leg.

Is it like doing this kind of thing?

Last time, Huo Tingshen clearly said that he didn't use those tools for himself. Since it is the same as before, then why did she hurt her back and legs last time, and this time.

Could it be... it's really his...oh, bigger?

She blushed even more at the thought of this.

Huo Tingshen came out of the shower and found Wenqing had escaped.

He couldn't help but smile. It seemed that she didn't understand the meaning of avoiding the fifteenth day of the first day. He wiped his hair calmly, and walked to the bed to pick up the phone.

He was going to call her, but he saw that she sent himself a text message.

He clicked on the text message and sent a few words in a high-sounding voice.

"In order to avoid being secretly photographed by reporters after going out for a while, I'll go first. When you go, be careful."

Huo Ting raised his eyebrows and dialed her number.

After a long entanglement with warmth, he picked up the phone: "Hello."

"Where is it."

"The gate of the community."

"Stand there, don't move."

"I'm going to school first, it's late."

Huo Ting raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Wenqing wondered, of course she was sure: "Well, I'll hang up first."

"At that moment, what happened to the school, don't blame me."

Warm and puzzled, what can happen?

Now that she was standing in front of him, she felt embarrassed that something was about to happen.

She came to the bus station and planned to take the bus, but when she thought that Huo Tingshen might drive by, she simply reached out and stopped a car.

Because I started early today, and I saved breakfast time, it was only 7:15 when I arrived at school warmly.

There were not many people in the school, but the three students who passed by her all looked at her staring at her neck.

She wondered what these students watched her do.

As she walked far, she didn't think much, she entered the office, poured a glass of warm water and drank it.

Because she was a little hungry, she took out the meal card, and when she was about to go out to eat, Teacher Huang pushed the door in.

Seeing Teacher Huang, he smiled warmly and said, "Mr. Huang, why are you so early?"

"I have an appointment with a classmate in a moment to talk about something," Teacher Huang said, and his eyes fell on her neck.

Seeing that Teacher Huang looked at her neck with an awkward expression, she condensed her eyebrows and touched her neck: "Teacher Huang, what's wrong?"

"You..." Teacher Huang hesitated for a moment, and pointed to her neck: "Well, last night...it was quite intense."

"Huh?" After a warm reaction, he turned around suddenly remembering something.

She took out her bag, hurriedly found a small mirror, opened it and took a look at her neck.

At that moment, she really wanted to find a hole to drill.

There are five or six clearly visible hickeys on the front of her neck where she can see with the mirror, let alone other places.

Thinking of what Huo Tingshen said when she called herself, she was annoyed and wanted to stamp his feet.

This man, he saw it clearly, couldn't he just tell her directly.

He is too bad.

It's really shameful.

Seeing Wenqing's annoyance, Teacher Huang guessed that Wenqing didn't know the marks on her neck.

She took off her scarf and put it on her warm neck.

"Ms. Wen, the weather is a bit cold today. You don't wear much clothes. I bought this scarf. I wear it the next day. It is quite clean. If you don't dislike it, use it first."

Looking at Teacher Huang warmly, he said with some embarrassment: "Thank you very much, Teacher Huang."

Teacher Huang patted her shoulder: "You work in the same office, so don't be polite."

After she finished speaking, she returned to the desk and picked up her files, and then left.

With a warm breath, he took the meal card and went to the cafeteria.

When she was eating, she wanted to call Huo Tingshen and ask him why he didn't tell herself.

But as soon as I took out my mobile phone, I met Teacher Liu in the same office.

Holding the dinner plate, Teacher Liu came to sit down opposite Wenqing, and said in surprise: "Ah, Teacher Wen, it's the first time I met you in the cafeteria."

Wenqing smiled and said, "I used to make it by myself. I was a bit lazy to fire today, so I came out to eat."

The two returned to the office together after eating.

Teacher Li has just arrived. Seeing the scarf hanging around Wenqing's neck, she said, "Hey, isn't this the scarf that Teacher Huang wore yesterday."

With a warm hand, he touched his neck: "Yes, I went out today, and I don't wear too much clothes. When I first came to school, I just met Teacher Huang and borrowed her scarf."

"Hey, Teacher Liu, have you noticed a person with a good-looking look and a good figure? Don’t pick clothes or scarves. Look, when Teacher Huang wore this scarf yesterday, I thought it was ordinary But today Teacher Wen wears it, and instantly understands what the buyer show and the seller show are."

Teacher Liu smiled and said, "This is the waywardness that has the value of appearance."

Teacher Li looked at the warmth and stepped forward and said, "Tsk, Teacher Wen, you are too stocking. Once you wear this scarf, I want to buy the same style. Come on, give me a try, I want to see I am not suitable for this style."

Seeing Teacher Li walked over, he covered his scarf warmly and nervously and said, "Mr. Li, this scarf is not for you."

After she finished speaking, she realized that her words might offend people.

Sure enough, Teacher Li's expression was cold.

Teacher Liu gave a warm and emotional look, and said nothing.

Teacher Li was unhappy: "Teacher Wen, I know that you are beautiful. This is recognized by the whole school, but you don't have to look down on our ordinary faces so much."

"No, Mr. Li, you misunderstood me. The color of this scarf is not suitable for your skin tone. I just bought a new scarf. The color is not suitable for me. I think it is especially suitable for you. If you don’t If you dislike it, I will bring it to you tomorrow, okay?"

Hearing what she said, Teacher Li stubbornly said: "There are scarves that are not suitable for you?"

"Of course, there are too many, everyone wears minefields."

"That's right, if I wear this color, it may indeed look old-fashioned."

Teacher Li was relieved, went back to the desk and sat down, and started busying himself.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he returned to his seat, when he was about to sit, he listened to Teacher Li said: "Mr. Wen, don't forget to bring your scarf over tomorrow.

"Okay, I won't forget."

Nodded warmly, and sat down with a smile.

But in my heart, I was secretly poking and thinking: Huo Tingshen, the one who suffered a thousand swords, was killed by him, and he should go to buy a scarf tonight.