The girl moved her left hand and slowly raised it, about to touch Wen Haoqing's fingertips.

Just as Wen Haoqing raised his eyes and ran into Ranbai's eyes.

The movie emperor's vision is deep and cool, as if he can see the heart, without any emotion.

With eyes facing each other, Ranbai kept silent. He grabbed the wrist of his left hand with his right hand, pressed it down hard, and took it back, saying word by word: "Shen Jiao and I have asked the teacher for leave, but the door of the teaching building is locked. Please tell me the password."

Wen Haoqing's eyes slid down slightly, and she stayed on the girl's slender fingers for a moment, as if she guessed what Ranbai wanted to do just now, but she didn't care.

"Class 3 and 4 of Senior High School." He lowered his eyes and looked at it. The shadow of his eyelashes was lying like butterfly wings. The high nose bridge was falling with the light. The beautiful and seductive thin lips opened lightly, and he murmured slowly. He was not anxious or slow to read out the class on the leave note.

"Cheng Xiu." Before Wen Haoqing could read the name, Ranbai had already taken it off, and his fair chin casually pointed the direction of the sweet and beautiful woman: "She is Qian Yi, Class 4, Grade 3."

Chen Jiao was always immersed in the critical hit of the beautiful face of the prosperous era, staring at Wen Haoqing obsessedly. No matter how you look, you can't see enough. The more you look, the better you look, and you completely lose your ability to think.

The live broadcast room was confused in the face of the sudden leave request.

Not only netizens, but also the program team was silent.

When the director designed the script, he never expected that the leave note would be released, and there was no plot at all!

The so-called two leave notes are just props, in order to make the campus environment more realistic.

Unexpectedly, I was directly detached by the backhand and had such a wave of operations.

It is completely inconsistent with the escape script designed by the director in the teaching building at the beginning!

It can even be said to be contrary to the rules.

None of them follow the routine from beginning to end.

The director fell into deep self-doubt.

What is this idea of ​​Ranbai?

Ranbai found the leave note from the office desktop. He simply thought it was useful, so he took it away when he left.

The reason sounds quite hardcore.

Nothing wrong.

Ranbai is quite righteous and upright.

"I have been looking forward to the special guest for a long time." At this time, the words ran out by themselves, Ran Bai's tone was soft: "I didn't expect it to be Teacher Wen, I'm really surprised."

Not expecting at all.

Surprise turns into scary.

Wen Haoqing was slightly stunned.

Before Wen Haoqing could say anything, she smiled gently and shyly, "I'm very open..."

Before the word "heart" was expressed, the girl's smile suddenly stopped, completely restrained, her eyebrows and eyes were even a little cold, and she had no expression.

The face change speed is amazing.

"Sorry." She said slowly, her tone seemed to have a bit of gritting teeth, and her smile was fake. "I didn't want to say this, as Teacher Wen just said that she hadn't heard it."

Wen Haoqing looked at her movement thoughtfully, as if she was scrutinized and indifferent. Finally, she leaned lazily towards the back of the chair, her eyebrows were as bright as the crescent moon in the winter night, gentle but difficult to approach, and her distant and indifferent teasing was unclear: "Why do you say that, are Miss Song unhappy when she meets me?"

Ranbai pinched his palms and wanted to circumvent the topic. Who knew that the man asked this? She suppressed her temper, her eyebrows and eyes were a little irritable, and she smiled: "Happy."

Very happy.

"I don't seem very happy when I look at Miss Song's expression." Wen Haoqing looked at her, her hands overlapped on the table, her eyes were deep and quiet, and she was bottomless, as if she could suck in. Her expression was always calm and restrained, and she was clear and noble. Sometimes, she was obviously gentle but always gave people a feeling of being indifferent and out of reach. Her tone was calm, as if she was objectively declaring the facts.

"Teacher Wen has read it wrong." Ranbai pulled the corner of his lips and stopped smiling. She supported the table with one hand, leaned over with condescending eyes, and looked casual: "I admire Teacher Wen for a long time, why would I be unhappy?"

Wen Haoqing narrowed her eyes and looked at her for two or three seconds. No one looked away. He rubbed his white fingertips and asked for leave, then said gently: "The password is the school's time to get off the school. If you feel uncomfortable, go to the infirmary as soon as possible."

When Ranbai looked at him, he smelled the beautiful woody fragrance on a man's body, which was clean and clear, with a special style and a taste, like him.

The cold and undetectable tobacco fragrance lingered in the nose, she paused for a second, nodded, and called out carefully: "Thank you...teacher."

Wen Haoqing put the two leave notes in the drawer of the desk, and even his movements were filled with a warm and ancient charm. He was really a gentleman who came out of ancient paintings and ink. He was not stained with the bright colors of the world and was clear to his bones.

"Since you are a student, why don't you see you wearing school uniforms?" His tone was plain.

"The school uniform is covered with blood, I'm afraid I can't wear it anymore." Ranbai answered calmly. She was holding the pocket of the black coat with one hand, and her fingertips were scattered. She gave birth to eyes that were similar to Wen Haoqing, both of which were peach blossom eyes, but her eyes were longer and she had a bandit spirit when she picked it up. She didn't look gentle, but had some aggressive stunning. At this moment, Ping Jing looked at Wen Haoqing, her attitude was always unfamiliar, and her last sentence was a bit lazy: "Does the teacher want to wash me?"

"It depends on Miss Song." Wen Haoqing replied, and at some point he showed a little bit of slightness that was extremely cold and cold, without desire or sensation.

Of course, Ran Bai would not believe what Wen Haoqing said was true. From the first time she saw Wen Haoqing, she did not think that Wen Haoqing was really a gentleman. This person tended to be a kind of gentle and extremely indifferent, "I won't bother the teacher."

"But one of the students in our class lost their school uniform. She was very sad and the head teacher was very angry." Ranbai stood there, looking down at the man. From her perspective, he could see the young man's clavicle lines looming under the neckline of his thin and white shirt, exuding a fragile and abstinent beauty, a devastating desire.

The red marks on it have completely disappeared after a few days, and there are no traces, but you can still remember the messy and sexy look of the kiss marks at that time.

Ranbai said casually, and said something inexplicably: "Does the teacher know where her school uniform is?"

"Miss Song... asked the right person." The actor was born with a beautiful bone, with a clear and elegant skin. Every move was like a man's tough and handsomeness, and gentle as jade.

He seemed to have noticed Ran Bai's gaze, lifted his eyelids, looked up at Ran Bai slightly, and his long and fair fingers casually pulled the collar, and his fingertips were hooked around. The bone ring was cold, deep and abstinent. He narrowed his eyes and heard the teacher screaming, "The teacher really knows it."

Ranbai was just a test, but she got such an answer. She lowered her eyes and looked at Wen Haoqing's actions without saying a word.
Chapter completed!