He’s so Flirty

When Fu Zhengnan opened the office door, he saw Wen Yufeng smiling and sitting on the chair, while the little girl brought by Xiaolin was standing aside innocently with a tangled face.

Fu Zhengnan's strong anger was raised again, and he walked over with a cold face.

"Wen Yufeng, you are bullying even a little girl now, right?"

Qin Qing was startled by the voice rang behind her, and turned her face away with her eyes widened.

She just thought about Fu Zhengnan's words, and knew that the other party had misunderstood Wen Yufeng and forced her to move away. She was busy to explain: "Teacher Fu, no, it's my lord—"

The word "moving" has not yet been spoken, and the person who stood up from behind has not known when she has lazily walked to her side, and then took a step on the side carelessly, and is blocking Qin Qing's front.

"Ok."

Qin Qing heard the male voice in front of her lazily responding with a smile—

"I'm tired from standing, and seeing the little classmate is also a little tired to sit, ask her to make a seat. Is this teacher Fu also care about it?"

"..."

Fu Zhengnan stared at him with anger, but in the end he couldn't get the least reaction from Wen Yufeng, so he just waved his hand and walked towards his position.

"Director Sun is waiting for you outside, go out and find him!"

Wen Yufeng was not surprised by this, and he lifted his foot and prepared to leave directly. But before he took the first step out, he hesitated for a while, and he turned his body sideways on the spot.

The girl standing behind him was looking at him a little worried.

In the black and white eyes, there is the clearest and spotless place.

It is a very pure beauty. People can't help but think greedily, if only one's own figure is reflected in the pure, I don't know what it will look like...

Wen Yufeng sighed silently, and some emotions related to greed and unwillingness were wiped from the depths of the dark eyes, but in the end they were all suppressed.

He finally lifted his thin lips and leaned down with a smile.

—

"Little classmate..."

In the voice that was close at hand, with a little sullen smile, teasing the words and sentences that were tainted by the following—

"Remember, stay away from me."

Before I know what two words your name is.

"..."

Qin Qing had never heard anyone who could say this kind of refusal to say so bluntly, obviously instinctively dangerous, but even more curious and wanting to explore than any invitation.

When she lifted her eyes back, the speaker had already got up with her trouser pocket in her waist, and walked away.

His back is cool and his shoulders are straight.

Only the last muffled smile of the voice remained, as if still in his ears.

Playful and slightly drunk.

Qin Qing's cheeks blushed in hindsight.

…

Leaving the office of the mathematics group of the first grade high school, Wen Yufeng raised his eyes and saw Sun Xing, the dean of education standing outside.

At the same time, Sun Xing heard the movement and raised his head and looked over.

Seeing Qing Wen Yufeng's appearance, he frowned helplessly.

"Wen Yufeng, I heard from Teacher Fu that you didn't come to class for another day yesterday?"

Wen Yufeng replied, but he appeared to be somewhat uninterested.

He lifted his eyes, his thin lips lifted lightly, but there was no smile in his black eyes.

"Director Sun, I'm going to go back to'study hard' now, do you still have something to do?"

Sun Xing was always strict with the students. At this time, hearing Yufeng's reaction like this, there was no anger on his face. He even nodded immediately and walked directly ahead.

"Then we walk and talk."

Seeing Sun Xing's answer, Wen Yufeng said nothing, raising his leg to follow.

The distance to Class 6 of Senior One was not long. Before Sun Xing had time to say a few words, the two had already arrived at the back door of Class 6 one after the other.

At this time, it was during the self-study class. The maddening students outside the classrooms of Class 7 and Class 6 saw Sun Xing walking here from a distance, and stopped by appointment. But none of them were willing to go into the classroom, and they all looked on here in secret.

—After all, Sun Xing is common in the corridor of the first grade, but the one following is not common.

On average, I can show up for one class in the classroom of Class 6 every day. It is rare to see the art teacher in each class. Even the classmates in Class 6 are rare. It is no wonder that the boys and girls in Class 7 are all standing. Looking curiously at the door and window.

There were two people who were bold enough to stand in the middle of the corridor facing the back door of Class 6 without stepping aside.

One of them has a hippy smiley face.

"Please Announce to Director Sun—"

The ending sound was dragged so long, coupled with a weird accent, the amused student couldn't help but laugh.

Sun Xing didn't need to turn back to know that Li Xiang must be the demon there again.

He glared and turned his face back: "Li Xiang! Why don't you prepare for the next class in the classroom, and what are you running out to do!"

Li Xiang immediately took the pose of a bodybuilder, turning his head while doing it: "I'm just preparing for the next class!"

Without waiting for Sun Xing to speak, Li Xiang closed his posture with a smile, "Brother Yu said before, we will go to play basketball next season—physical education."

"..."

Sun Xing looked at Wen Yufeng angrily and helplessly.

Wen Yufeng, who was parked by the back door with his trouser pockets in his side, felt Sun Xing's gaze. He raised his eyes and looked at Sun Xing, then stopped for a few seconds to take back his gaze.

The thin lips lifted.

"...Li Xiang." Wen Yufeng leaned on the back door and lifted his sharp chin toward the classroom. Then he lifted his lips and turned his eyes back, "Basketball class is cancelled, next self-study."

"-Hey?!"

Li Xiangru was struck by lightning.

The yellow-haired Zhao Zirui glared at Li Xiang.

"Make you scream..."

He talked about the first one to turn around and went back to the classroom.

Li Xiang glanced at Wen Yufeng and saw that although he was smiling, there was no joking in his eyes. He could only shrink his neck and return to the classroom with a weeping face.

The two of them left, and the others staying on the corridor did not dare to grind, and soon there was nothing left in the corridor.

Wen Yufeng turned ninety degrees at this time, leaning back on the door, and looking at Sun Xing with his trouser pocket in it.

"Director Sun, I'll give you the face. I'll just change the cleanliness for the remaining month of this semester."

Sun Xinggang Panasonic frowned again: "This—"

"..."

The smile on Wen Yufeng's face suddenly closed, and those dark eyes were cold like winter and snow in this scorching summer.

"In the next month, no matter who asked you to check the post... I will trouble the Director."

When the voice fell, the boy straightened up, turned his head and returned to the classroom.

The side face that passed by the last frame, regardless of the curvature of the eyebrows, nose, and lips, was filled with expressionless and cold emotions.

Sun Xing, who was standing still, sighed, shook his head and left.

He had to go back and think carefully about how to deal with the latest "check-up call" without neglect.

After all, none of these people in Wenjia have a good temper.

…

Wen Yufeng knew that Sun Xing must have followed whose phone call, and this is what happened today. So until he returned to the classroom, his eyes still had a bit of chill that hadn't had time to fade away.

He came in through the back door with a cold face, and it worked better than Lao Fu's door-in the noisy classroom just now, from the point to the face, it was silent for an instant.

Wen Yufeng reacted indifferently to the performance of the classmates, without raising his eyelids, he walked directly to his position—

The two-person table at the back of the corner was empty, with only a thick, light gray cushion across.

After Wen Yufeng came back, he pulled the chair, sat down and leaned on the cushion.

The deep black eyes slowly closed.

Feeling no movement behind the classroom, many people exhale secretly.

It’s just that before everyone’s breath was completely relieved, I heard an elevated voice running all the way down the corridor and into the classroom—

"Big event, big event! The old payment office has an additional junior high school girl-I heard that she is the first in the third grade of the airborne test this year. It only took half an hour to finish our last math monthly exam papers! Absolutely! Learning God in Learning God—"

The boy was full of joy, and it was only halfway through that he suddenly noticed the strange atmosphere in the class: "Hey? Why do you all have this expression?"

Someone glanced at him sympathetically, and silently turned to the back corner of the classroom.

-Just by the boy's voice, no matter how deep he sleeps, he will definitely wake up.

What's more, it seemed that the man hadn't gotten down for three minutes.

Even Li Xiang on the side was shocked, and whispered to Zhao Zirui: "Just because Brother Yu is getting up, does this grandson have to go out sideways today?"

"..."

Zhao Zirui thought about the appearance of Wen Yufeng walking behind Sun Xing with a smile on his face just now outside the classroom, and he rarely agreed with Li Xiang's words.

However, this time everyone was surprised—

Wen Yufeng, who had already straightened up with black eyes, just listened blankly for a few seconds, his eyes flashed, and he went back without saying a word.

The man in front of the classroom returned to his seat with a look of "survival".

At the back of the classroom, Li Xiang widened his eyes to look at Wen Yufeng, then turned back and gave Zhao Zirui a mouth—

"Damn it?"

"..."

It was confirmed that Wen Yufeng didn't intend to get angry because of being awakened. After a while, the classroom was caught in the whispers caused by the previous news.

For the vast majority of students in the First Normal School, study and performance are obviously their first concern, and the "excellent students" who have gained a lot of aura because of their performance will inevitably become the topic of discussion in their spare time.

Li Xiang was completely bored because of the "basketball class", and it was rare to follow the gossip about his least favorite study and good student.

"You said that a girl in junior high school can now do the questions for our final exam. What kind of educational environment is this usually like?"

"..."

Zhao Zirui didn't bother to pay attention to him, and gave him a blank look.

Li Xiang, who had lost his eyes, turned vigorously: "Think about it and know that he must wear thick-bottomed glasses with the most earthy hairstyle, and grow into a female fear—"

"Snapped"!

A soft pad was stuck on the back of Li Xiang's head.

Li Xiang's first reaction was to jump up and get angry, but the word "who" he had prepared hadn't been uttered yet. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw that the "weapons" that attacked him was someone's special light gray cushion.

Li Xiang shrank his neck and immediately looked behind him in fright.

The boy sitting there kept the throwing motion with one hand, and there was a cold smile hidden in the deep and translucent black eyes.

Thin lips slightly open—

"Try the **** talk."

The author has something to say:

Wen Yufeng: Obviously so cute.