God Made Incompatibility

"It's okay." She turned sideways, avoided her eyes, and closed the lid of the medicine chest: "It's about to expire."

Sheng Jinshu didn't speak, raised his hand and turned off the light in the entrance.

Courtesy exchanges, the surface courtesy is always to be given to her. Meng Wanji pressed the lid with her fingers, and said, "I brought some special products for the teacher in the office, and I also brought some for you. You can try something new."

Sheng Jinshu paused as he walked into the living room, and then there was more smile in his voice: "Then I must have a good taste."

Meng Wanji didn't answer her, and walked back to the bedroom door, laying down her suitcase to get special products.

Sheng Jinshu stood a few steps away from her, watching her quietly.

For some reason, Meng Wanji always gave her a very reassuring and stable feeling. Especially at a moment like this, who just got out of the fake smiles in the field.

Even her cold face seemed kind.

It seemed that she was afraid that the outer packaging would be squeezed and deformed, and the special products were surrounded by her under the change of clothes. Sheng Jinshu watched helplessly as Meng Wanji lifted the two coats above, and unexpectedly revealed the black lace underwear underneath.

Um? Teacher Xiao Meng is very introverted.

Meng Wanji's whole body froze for a second, and the exposed side of the ear quickly became so red that it couldn't be further added.

The corners of Sheng Jinshu's lips were curved and could not be suppressed.

She walked a little closer, wanting to read a few comments on the style, Meng Wanji wanted to cover it up, and immediately took the two shirts on the other side to cover them, controlling the angle, and put the shirts and underwear on the other side of the suitcase. one side.

Sheng Jinshu's heart softened, and suddenly he didn't want to tease her.

She cares about her: "Is Xicheng fun?"

Meng Wanji calmly pressed the Doraemon keychain next to the specialty product under her clothes: "It's okay."

She took out two small tin boxes from the paper bag, stood up and handed them to Sheng Jinshu, "I haven't tried it, so I don't know if it's good or not."

Sheng Jinshu took it, looked at it seriously, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Is there any compensation for bad food?"

Meng Wanji: "..."

"Give it back to me." She reached out to take it back.

Sheng Jinshu took a step back vigilantly and protested: "Hey, why are you like this, where do you have to return the things you gave away?"

Meng Wanji was beaten back by her and laughed angrily, and her expression was no longer as cold as it was at first.

"It's getting late, do you wash first or me?" She turned around and closed the suitcase.

Sheng Jinshu could sense her loosening of attitude and replied, "You go first, I'm not in a hurry."

Meng Wanji was rude: "Okay."

Sheng Jinshu didn't move, and asked, "Will you run tomorrow morning?"

Meng Wanji paused when she pulled the zipper of her suitcase, and replied, "Don't run."

Sheng Jinshu didn't force it.

Although I haven't chased anyone, I also know that there must be some degree of relaxation. As if she just asked casually and didn't care about the answer, she nodded and said good night to her: "Then I'll go back to the room first. Teacher Xiao Meng has finished taking a bath and rested early."

Meng Wanji responded, "Yes."

Sheng Jinshu took two steps back, suddenly stopped and said, "That's right..."

Meng Wanji pulled the suitcase and stood up, looking at her sideways: "Huh?"

Sheng Jinshu stared into her eyes, slowly raised her red lips, and showed a charming and sly smile: "Doraemon keychain, it's very cute."

Meng Wanji's expression froze, and immediately, the crimson burned the roots of her ears and spread to her cheeks.

"Bring it for Chu Yang." She squeezed her voice out of her throat.

Sheng Jinshu smiled, but let out a long "Oh".

Meng Wanji felt a little hypoxia.

After spending the last day of the National Day holiday without incident, Meng Wanji encountered troubles on the first day of the holiday.

Before the National Day, the teaching office temporarily checked the appearance and appearance. In the fifth class, boys and girls were caught with haircuts and were asked to make rectifications during the holidays. Meng Wanji informed it in a kindly manner, and everyone nodded as if they had listened. As a result, the vacation was over, and on the first day of class, the teaching group arrested people at each stairway before the early reading, and some boys in Class 5 were still arrested.

Meng Wanji, whom the dean of teaching personally found, said that this boy is too slick, not bad, but his mouth is too powerful. You can say one sentence and he can answer ten sentences. He is so slick that the other people caught by him are laughing. , he couldn't scold anyone.

He asked Meng Wanji to do ideological work, and asked him to wipe the exaggerated nose of the plane before Wednesday.

Meng Wanji had a headache. This boy is usually difficult to manage. He likes to be smart and make jokes in class, but you say that he deliberately disrupts classroom discipline, but he doesn't seem to have it either. Talking to him in private has always been good on the surface. After two days of peace, the third day is still the same.

He won't eat the soft ones, and you're afraid of hurting his self-esteem if you are hard.

Meng Wanji was the worst at dealing with such students.

After class, she called the boy to the office, and Xiaozhi persuaded him to go to the barber shop at the service center at noon to get his hair cut. Boys should be perfunctory, no need to wait. In the afternoon, Meng Wanji knew that he would not cut it.

He Xiaowen was approving the math homework she received and persuaded her: "Forget it, no matter how much you talk to him, it's a waste of saliva. Don't worry, the points will be deducted anyway, and the bonus will be gone. Say what you need to say. Now, he won't listen to what you can do. Let the director go with the scissors on Wednesday, frighten him, and catch a typical example. "

Meng Wanji couldn't get over it. The school regulates the appearance of students, in the final analysis, it is for the good of the students. I am afraid that they will show a sense of superiority and compete with each other. I hope that their minds will be simple, and they will not pay too much attention to these unnecessary externalities and focus on their studies. If He Xiaowen is as rude as He Xiaowen said, regulates for the sake of regulation, treats Jiang Kun as a model and a target, uses threats and intimidation to make him obey, and make him lose face in front of his classmates, then he will lose his original intention of being good for students in the first place.

She doesn't want that.

During the big break, she was going to go downstairs to supervise the exercise. Sheng Jinshu came in from outside the office after class. As soon as he saw her, he invited her very naturally: "Mr. Xiao Meng, wait for me, shall we go down together?"

Everyone in the office who had not left heard it, Meng Wanji couldn't help showing her face.

She was forced to say goodbye: "Okay."

Is the sun coming out west? The other head teachers who often walked with her immediately said interestingly, "Then I and Teacher Ge will go first."

Meng Wanji nodded.

Sheng Jinshu moved very quickly. The lipstick she used today seemed to be the same as last night's, with a little bit of water, and she was a little **** in her publicity.

Like dewy roses.

Meng Wanji pursed her lips and turned to walk out.

Sheng Jinshu walked beside her and smiled: "I seem to see that you were criticized by the director early in the morning?"

Meng Wanji said lightly, "You seem very happy?"

Sheng Jinshu was dissatisfied: "Why do you miss me so much? Am I such a person?"

Meng Wanji snorted softly.

Inexplicably cute. Sheng Jinshu couldn't help laughing: "Don't do this, in case I can help you."

Meng Wanji didn't want to believe it. But then she thought about the way she handled Song Yuxiang's emotions after finding Song Yuxiang together during the holidays, and the firm look in her eyes when she talked to her about what a teacher means to students.

What if she really has a way?

"Do you know what's going on?" she asked with the mentality of a dead horse being a living horse doctor.

Sheng Jinshu said confidently, "I'll know if you tell me."

Meng Wanji: "..."

After two seconds of silence, she opened her mouth when she stepped down the last step: "Did you pay attention to Jiang Kun's hair? The director asked me to find a way to get him to cut it."

Sheng Jinshu let out an "oh", stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Wanji's wrist, leading her to avoid a small gap in the water cover of the patio, and quickly let go.

"Then how would you thank me if I could let him cut his hair?" she asked.

Meng Wanji was calm: "How do you want me to thank you?"

Sheng Jinshu walked in front of her, turned around and stared at her, his eyes showing some heat that Meng Wanji didn't want to understand: "How about letting me treat you to a meal?"

Meng Wanji was unavoidable and could not pretend not to understand.

It's just that she helped her several times because of her feelings and reason. She didn't mention the thank you gift, she should have taken the initiative to express it.

She moved her throat and said, "I invite you."

The corners of Sheng Jinshu's lips instantly burst into bloom. She walked back to her and sighed, "It's nice to be a student of Teacher Xiao Meng."

The implication is that it is not good to be her colleague?

Meng Wanji bit her lip and ignored her.

After taking over the task, I don't know what method to use. In the afternoon of the next day, Sheng Jinshu successfully asked Jiang Kun to shovel the nose of the plane and trim it into a fresh and neat inch.

The speed was so fast that Meng Wanji was stunned.

In the last class in the afternoon, there was no one in the office. She asked Sheng Jinshu how to do it. Sheng Jinshu sold off: "I'll tell you when we eat?"

Meng Wanji frowned, a little funny again. She's not going to be a renegade person either.

She asked, "When is it convenient for Teacher Sheng?"

Sheng Jinshu's eyes are bright and kind: "Mr. Meng's meal is convenient for me anytime."

Meng Wanji suspected that she had learned how many good words she could say by opening her mouth. She was indifferent, thought for a moment, and said, "Then tomorrow night."

Sheng Jinshu naturally has no opinion.

The next evening, Sheng Jinshu was picking clothes in front of the wardrobe in the bedroom after taking a shower. Shen Tinghua called her.

"Come out for dinner at night and bring you a letter by the way?"

Sheng Jinshu declined: "Not tonight, another day?"

Shen Tinghua was curious: "Is there a late supervisor?"

"No." She didn't hide it, "Dine with Meng Wanji."

"Tsk, it's Teacher Meng again." Shen Tinghua immediately changed his tone and joked: "Do you really fancy someone?"

Sheng Jinshu laughed, but this time, she did not refute.

After a few seconds of silence in the speaker, Shen Tinghua responded, "Really?"

Sheng Jinshu said nothing: "What is true or false, I think she is very interesting."

Shen Tinghua was so excited that Sheng Jinshu's ears were a bit noisy: "The iron tree actually blooms." Over the years, many men and women have been chasing Sheng Jinshu, but none of them have been able to catch up. It was the first time that she had heard of whom she had moved her mind.

That is, she was a little worried after teasing: "You ... didn't you say you didn't believe in love before?"

Sheng Jinshu's hand to pick up the skirt stopped, and then she smiled lightly and said, "I want to believe it now."