Green morning can’t help but touch your nose. "It’s good for you to do your thing. I don’t actually …"
"It’s already been a class." Chen Chi’s words suddenly took a few steps to Qingchen and grabbed her wrist directly.
"Hey, what are you doing!" The palm temperature of Chenchi is hot, which makes Qingchen feel that his wrist skin is like a fever.
"Of course, according to the king’s entrustment, private training is given to you." Chen Chi left without saying anything about pulling Qing Chen, regardless of whether she was covered in refusal at the moment.
Qingchen discovered that Chenchi was holding her wrist with great strength, which forced her to struggle and follow him in lockstep.
The students in the classroom immediately leaned out of the window and whispered to each other, wondering what Professor Chen and the person who came to rub the class were …
Chenchi walked very calmly. From the perspective of Qingchen, Chenchi even showed a strong gas field in the back of his head, and his broad and straight back was very safe.
"Why don’t you let me say again first? I promise I will ask you if I have any questions! " Qingchen tried to bargain with Chenchi.
Chen Chi walked ahead, but it reminded the corners of his mouth and eyes to sink slightly. "Don’t think."
If you let her go again, she will run away and disappear immediately.
Professor Chen doesn’t care what’s on his mind, and he won’t be challenged, so now Qingchen can’t leave his sight.
Chenchi just walked through the corridor with Qingchen parading through the city, and people around him threw amazing eyes.
Green morning is Cheng’s other hand blocking his face from being seen.
Maybe in the eyes of people around you … Qing Chen is another unlucky guy who provoked Professor Chen.
That’s what she thinks herself. She didn’t do anything. She ran away when she saw Chenchi. Why did she provoke him again?
It was not until he walked into Chenchi’s office that Qingchen had to pull his wrist out of his hand.
Although he was strong, he didn’t make Qingchen’s wrist uncomfortable, but Qingchen was particularly guilty in his heart.
It seems that her skin still has the palm temperature of Chenchi, which is a strange feeling and makes her uncomfortable.
"So you brought me here …" Qing Chen said that Chenchi in front had gone to the window and hit the window. He became a silhouette in the backlight, and it seemed to shine all around.
"Otherwise what do you think? I’ll take you to come over … "Chen Chi approached Qing Chen, and the whole body smelled like the tide rushing to her.
Qingchen couldn’t help but swallow saliva, even though she didn’t want to admit it, but Chen Chi, this man … is a real Uber.
"What do you want to do?" Chen Chi’s eyes are hooked with his head down, and he seems to have smiled in the face of Qing Chen, which has special meaning.
Qingchen jumped a few times in his heart, and immediately took out the Modern Viewpoint of Microeconomics from his bag, and turned to Chenchi to ask his doubts without pausing in today’s chapter.
"Sit down. Do you want me to try to answer your questions?"
Chen Chi was sitting on the sofa in the office when he was talking about the topic. Qing Chen was able to sit next to him, but he didn’t think much. He unconsciously followed Chen Chi’s thoughts and focused on it.
At this time, she is not shy at all. Anyway, she is not ashamed to ask the truth. Qingchen is very white. It is a big deal to be laughed at by Chenchi, but she has only recently come into contact with these things, even if it is not white.
But it was beyond her expectation that Chenchi not only didn’t laugh at her, but also patiently explained the problems that Qingchen was not white.
Wait until Chenchi asks her, "Are you white now?"
Qing Chen looked at Chen Chi and checked Chen Chi’s formula on paper. It was a very simple way to make her understand. It was difficult to solve the problem. Qing Chen smiled and nodded "Understand …"
And when she looked up, her eyes flashed again with panic.
Just now, Qingchen didn’t find that the distance between herself and Chenchi has been narrowed unconsciously. At this moment, she is almost close to Chenchi’s head, and both of them are intertwined.
"I …" Green morning blinked and turned back.
Chen Chi’s obsidian eyes seemed to devour all the light. He stared at Qing Chen and made Qing Chen forget to avoid moving for a while.
"Are you afraid of me?" Chenchi picked his eyebrows.
"No …"
Chenchi’s low voice is more like a spell, clamoring for the eardrum of Qingchen to make her mind shake
