Nalan blinked and smiled at the corners of his mouth. "I think the teacher is
very petite. This T-shirt can be worn as a skirt." Embarrassed, Lan Jingyi
stretched out her hand, "Forget it, let's go to class." "But then the teacher
will catch a cold. If the teacher catches a cold, who will teach me?" A pair of
very innocent eyes stare at Lan Jingyi, Lan Jingyi can not help laughing, she is
already 28 years old, but also afraid of this little head, he is only a
16-year-old child. Besides, the T-shirt, as he said, was more than enough for
her to wear as a dress. She shook her head gently and turned to go through the
door to change her clothes. Inside the door, as she had expected, was a very
large and luxurious bathroom, with a mirror on one side, which made the bathroom
very large and empty. Changing the wet clothes, but unable to find a shelf to
hang them, Lan Jingyi had a brainwave and put her wet clothes on the gold towel
shelf and put on the fat T-shirt. She blushed when she smelled a faint ambergris
smell on the T-shirt, which was mixed with the peculiar smell of young men. Sure
enough, the T-shirt hung down to her knees. In fact, she didn't feel so petite
at ordinary times. She was 1.60 meters tall,
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vest, she felt so empty that the T-shirt could almost hold two of her. Looking
through the mirror, her hair was messy and wet on her shoulders. She frowned,
put her hands together behind her head, clamped her hairpin firmly in her hands,
and looked into the mirror before she raised her lips with satisfaction. When
everything was done, she pursed the corners of her mouth and went out with a
serious face. The computer was still playing strange music,
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screen whiteboard, and Nalan was leaning against the table, his face buried
in his arms, motionless, as if asleep. How could he be sleeping with such harsh
music? Lan Jingyi frowned slightly. What kind of boy is her student? Although he
was born in a wealthy family and had a more feminine and handsome face than a
woman, he did not leave a bad impression on her from the first sentence he said
to her. She felt that he was not as arrogant and unrestrained as a young man of
the same birth as him. Instead, he was very gentle and friendly. Even his voice
was soft. However, as a teacher, no matter what the student's temper is, she
will try her best to communicate with him, which is her duty as a teacher.
Thinking so, she bent over to pick up the information on the ground. The skin of
the materials was wet, but fortunately the inside was intact. She breathed a
sigh of relief and sat beside Nalan, deliberately clearing her throat twice. But
the boy lying on the table did not move. Lan Jingyi bit her lip, hesitantly
stretched out an index finger,
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turn off the music, we're in class." The boy snorted lightly, and it looked like
acting like a spoiled child. Then he raised his head and narrowed his long and
narrow eyes to her, and there was an exciting laziness in his black eyes. Lan
Jingyi's heart jumped, thinking, how can a 16-year-old boy look like a fox
spirit? I can't help feeling sad. How old are you Nalan squinted and tilted his
head and asked her. "Twenty-eight," she answered without thinking. A sneer
flashed through his dark eyes. "An old maid?" "What?" Lan Jingyi's eyes were
wide open, and she couldn't believe her ears. Nothing. "Nalan tilted the corners
of his mouth and raised his hand to turn off the music." Let's go. " Lan Jingyi
spread out the information book in her hand and no longer haggled with him. She
preferred to believe that she had misheard, because how could such a soft voice
say that. Lan Jingyi began to talk to him seriously, but she doubted whether
Nalan's attention was on it. He leaned on his head with his hand, and she could
clearly see the perfect side face and the attentive eyes that stopped at her
hand. It's just, at first glance, she feels like he's been smuggling. Lan Jingyi
stopped talking. Nalan is still the same posture, eyes are also very serious is
looking at the information in front of him. For two minutes, Lan Jingyi looked
at him, but Nalan felt nothing. At the end of her patience, she finally reached
out a finger and poked him on the shoulder, the touch of the finger tip was very
hard and elastic. Nalan, are you listening? She asked tentatively. Nalan raised
his head, looked at her a little blankly, and answered, "Yes." "Where am I
going?" He pointed with his finger. Lan Jingyi nodded, it seems that she was
wrong about him. Let's get on with it. "Teacher.." "What's the matter?" Take a
break. I have a headache. This kid, why didn't you say so? Lan Jingyi looked at
him worriedly. "Well, how are you? Would you like to go to bed and have a rest?"
Nalan stood up, shook his body, and his tall body fell to the floor. Lan Jingyi
was startled. What's the matter with you, Nalan? She shook him, and Nalan's eyes
were closed and motionless. She hugged his body and tried to drag him to the
bed, but he was too tall and too heavy, and it took her a lot of effort to drag
him up. Tuck him in. At a loss, she murmured, "What to do? What to do?" Yes, she
had to go to Chen Ma first and ask her to call a doctor. She turned hurriedly to
go, and her wrist was dragged. Teacher Are you awake? Are you all right. Nalan
shook his head. "Teacher, don't worry. It's an old problem. I have anemia. It's
easy to faint." So this is really pitiful, only 16 years old children, parents
are not around. Lan Jingyi was moved by compassion. Then you lie down for a
while, and I'll go down and ask Chen Ma to come up and see if you need anything.
That's all for today. I'll come back tomorrow and make up the lessons for you.
You don't have to worry. "Thank you, teacher, goodbye." "OK, goodbye." Lan
Jingyi packed up the information, went to the bathroom to change clothes, and
went out to call Chen Ma. The door closed gently, and the boy on the bed smiled
at the corners of his mouth. He lifted the quilt off his body,
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"Self-righteous spinster?" Then there was an inaudible laugh.
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