Jianghuai is truly a capitalist, and he has taken his capitalist appearance to the extreme. If you ask him for a penny, he will kill you.
He didn't waste a minute, and took An Qing directly to the Institute of Biochemistry, where he calculated formulas for three hours, almost making her hair stand on end.
By the time she left the Biochemistry Laboratory, it was already dark.
When you are inside, just turn off your mobile phone and leave it at the door, for fear that radiation will affect the equipment inside.
At this moment, she took out her mobile phone and saw that Sheng Xingzhou had made more than ten calls. The last two messages were: Wife, I am at the gate of your school. Where are you?
"I met your classmate Xu Ying. He said you finished school at four o'clock. Where have you been?"
Just as she was finishing her thoughts, Sheng Xingzhou's phone call happened to come over.
She immediately picked up: "Sheng Xingzhou, I'm here..."
Institute of Biochemistry.
Before I could say anything, I heard Jiang Huai shouting from behind: "Be careful!"
Before An Qing could react, Jiang Huai grabbed her shoulder with one hand and supported her arm with the other, quickly pulling her back a few steps.
With a "crash", a huge asbestos roof tile overhead crashed to the ground.
If Jiang Huai hadn't pulled her in time, this thing would have fallen directly on her head.
An Qing was so frightened that she hurriedly patted her chest. When she realized it, she was still holding the cell phone she was using to talk to Sheng Xingzhou!
"Sheng Xingzhou, I just..."
"What happened to you just now?"
The voice on the phone was so close. She looked up and saw Sheng Xingzhou's upright figure standing not far away. There was no expression on his face and eyes, and he held the phone to his ear, but his eyes were locked on her and Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai retracted his hand naturally and followed An Qing's gaze.
The two people's eyes met for a second, and Jiang Huai remained calm.
Then he asked An Qing: "Your boyfriend?"
An Qing nodded, feeling a little panicked. She wanted to rush to Sheng Xingzhou and explain immediately.
But this is very rude, Jiang Huai is still talking to her.
Jiang Huai's gentle voice sounded: "I'll come over at the same time tomorrow. You need to catch up on the remaining formulas."
An Qing continued to nod, looking obviously more anxious.
Jiang Huai glanced at the man standing not far away again, and seeing An Qing looking so nervous, he didn't want to embarrass this lovely student.
"Go ahead, don't keep your boyfriend waiting!"
An Qing quickly said: "Goodbye, Teacher Jiang."
Then, he quickly walked towards Shengxing Zhou.
She patted her chest in shock and forced a smile to Sheng Xingzhou.
Sheng Xingzhou tightened his handsome face and walked back without looking back.
An Qing said "Hey" and hurriedly chased after him.
He walked with a breeze, his feet were long and his steps were long. An Qing was almost jogging and couldn't keep up with his speed.
After chasing him all the way to the open-air parking lot outside the school gate, Sheng Xingzhou angrily took out his car lock and pressed it.
The shoes An Qing wore today were small leather shoes with a slight heel, which made her very tired.
After finally catching up with him, I saw him pulling at his collar irritably, revealing his beautiful collarbone, but his face was still so heavy that water could drip from his face.
"Sheng Xingzhou!" An Qing called his name a little angrily.
He was still angry and glanced at her coldly: "Why are you following me? Why don't you have a few more words with your teacher Jiang?"
"That's not what you thought..." She wanted to explain to him, but as soon as the cool night wind blew over, An Qing couldn't stop sneezing, "Ayah, yawn, yawn..."
Before he could finish a sentence, he sneezed three times in a row.
She was wearing a navy blue short sweater and a jk skirt today. Her two shiny thin legs were white and straight, bare and wearing nothing.
Sheng Xingzhou was furious and quickly opened the car door while getting angry.
"Go to the car and wait for me!"
An Qing saw that he still had a dark face, so she had to get into the car obediently.
When she got into the car, she noticed that there was a big handful of her favorite Blue Enchantress on the back seat, and he bought her flowers.
An Qing's heart was suddenly filled with warmth. This childish man must have come here very early. He was waiting for her here, but he couldn't contact her, and he was getting angry waiting.
An Qing turned to look at him with a smile. Sheng Xingzhou happened to get into the back seat, and he deliberately turned his head to the side.
"Thank you husband for sending me the flowers, I love them so much!"
He snorted coldly: "I passed by the trash can and someone else just threw it away, so I picked it up!"
An Qing laughed so hard that she almost covered her mouth. Why is this awkward guy so cute!
She could hold the bouquet with only two hands. She held it in her arms and tilted her head to look at him.
"Quickly take a photo of me and the flowers picked up from the trash can."
Sheng Xingzhou remained unmoved, not wanting to see her acting coquettishly.
An Qing came close to his face, pursed her lips and kissed him quickly from left to right.
Then she said coquettishly: "Let's take a photo, husband."
The breath of her body was mixed with the flowers, and her soft voice made Sheng Xingzhou's body feel hot for a while.
Damn it, she was trying to kill him, how could he refuse her?
There are no principles left.
He turned on the lights in the car, and then An Qing smiled with crooked eyebrows and held the flowers in her arms. She was really more delicate than flowers.
Her cheeks are white and pink, and her black hair is draped casually on her shoulders. Especially her hazy eyes, which are even more lively and eye-catching under the strong light.
It's really beautiful. If you take any photo, it will make Sheng Xingzhou unable to take his eyes away.
He looked at the screen of his mobile phone and was so stunned that his temper was gone.
Sheng Xingzhou handed the phone to her and said, "See if you like it."
She smiled and said, "As long as you are satisfied! Didn't you pick flowers for me from the trash can? I'll give you my most beautiful photo."
Sheng Xingzhou almost laughed out loud.
He pretended to be cold and hummed: "How narcissistic."
An Qing raised her eyebrows and pretended to be angry: "Then take your phone over and I'll delete it right away!"
He hurriedly protected the phone and replied: "If you give it to me, it's mine. The right to the portrait no longer belongs to you. It's not up to you whether to delete it or not!"
After saying that, he immediately changed the photo to his new wallpaper.
In the quiet and somewhat dark carriage, neither of the two people spoke anymore, only the sound of their breathing.
An Qing took the opportunity to explain: "I forgot to tell you first, that is our new teacher Jiang. I am so late today because I am doing calculations and derivation of formulas in the Institute of Biochemistry."
Sheng Xingzhou said nothing. He knew very little about An Qing's major, but he was not illiterate and knew how difficult it was to derive formulas in chemistry, especially calculating experimental reports.
There was a hint of sourness in his tone: "There are so many people majoring in chemistry, and there are so many people in your class, why do you have to calculate formulas?"
An Qing smiled: "Of course, because I am better!"
Sheng Xingzhou's cold face tightened and he glanced at her coldly: "Calculating formulas requires him to hug you like that?"
An Qing's voice became anxious: "Didn't you see? A big rain shield just hit the ground. If he didn't pull me, he would hit me on the head!"
Sheng Xingzhou saw it, and it was because he saw it that he was angry.
Jiang Huai's subconscious action showed nervousness in his expression.
Men are very sensitive in this regard, and Jiang Huai's thoughts may not be as pure as An Qing thinks.
He also looked very restless, and he couldn't stand the thought of the way he looked at An Qing.
Seeing that he didn't speak, An Qing said a little aggrievedly: "Would you rather me get hit on the head?"