He’s so Flirty

When suddenly enveloped by the unfamiliar and familiar warm breath, Qin Qing was startled for a moment before raising her face with tears on her face.

In the sight blurred by tears, the silhouette close at hand is still sharp and handsome.

Only in those eyes like stars, there are emotions that can make people drowning.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, Qin Qing felt that the already dry tears seemed to be gushing out again, and the grievances from the bottom of his heart were also at the moment of seeing this person, as if the yeast had reached its limit, and it was bubbling. Surging towards the astringent heart.

"Wen Yufeng..."

The girl lowered her head, squeezed her body aggrievedly, and leaned against the boy's arms without leaving a gap.

Hearing the crying, hoarse voice, Wen Yufeng felt as if he was viciously tossed by some iron rod several times, and the pain made him wring his eyebrows tightly.

If someone called his little girl so sad, how could he make the other person pay the price.

But it happened that it wasn't anyone else who hurt his little girl, it was her closest relatives.

"..."

Wen Yufeng exhaled the depression in his chest for a long time.

He bent down to ring the girl tighter, and with a little force on his arm, he was about to lift the person from the cold ground.

Qin Qing suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed it on his arm.

Wen Yufeng's movements immediately stopped, he frowned and hurriedly lowered his eyes--

"Where is it uncomfortable? Ankle pain?"

"……no."

Qin Qing shook her head. "I want to stay here for a while....I don't want to go back."

Wen Yufeng hesitated, looking at the girl's thin body wearing only a cardigan jacket, and her hands and feet exposed to the outside that were red with cold.

He frowned, let go of his arm and stood up.

"Then you wait for me here for a while."

Qin Qing nodded.

After waiting a minute, when Wen Yufeng returned quickly, he had a light gray light down long coat and a thick square sofa cushion in his hand.

Pushing the door open, Qin Qing was still sitting on the icy ground, Wen Yufeng frowned and put the sofa cushion aside, before bending over to hug the girl horizontally.

At the same time he walked two steps up the stairs and stopped before the bottom step.

Then he raised his leg and stepped on the third-to-last step, and put the girl in his arms on her straight thigh.

Qin Qing was still stunned, and found herself sitting in a position that was in line with the boys' sight.

"Hold yourself."

Wen Yufeng spoke, with a deep and hoarse voice, as if his mood was a little gloomy.

After he finished speaking, he gestured and let go, Qin Qing was very frightened, and instinctively stretched out his arm to immediately encircle the boy's neck.

Some helpless smiles flashed across Wen Yufeng's eyes.

He stretched out his hand and flicked the light down jacket, wrapping up the girl.

Then he lowered his gaze slightly and pressed the buttons one by one to the girl sitting on his lap.

After doing everything carefully and carefully, Wen Yufeng raised his eyes again.

Black eyes stared at the girl for a moment: "Didn't I tell you that you can't put your foot on the ground after healed up?"

"..."

Qin Qing was in a bad state, her mouth slumped and she didn't say anything.

It's just that the little face with tears looks even more aggrieved, crumpled, like a little white rabbit that has been ravaged by a tiger under its paws.

Seeing the girl's expression, Wen Yufeng couldn't say a word of blame.

He could only sigh weakly in his heart, stretched out his hand to hook up the girl's lower jaw, forcing her to look at himself.

"Want to calm down outside for a while?"

Qin Qing hesitated and nodded slowly.

Wen Yufeng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl's feet hanging in the air.

Obviously she has a fair and jade complexion, but now she is a little red from the cold.

He had to hug the girl down, spread the sofa cushion that was aside on the third-to-last step, and then put the **** it.

"Put your hands in your pockets."

He said, squatted down, picked up the girl's calf, and then pulled off the black down jacket, and hugged the girl's bare feet into his arms.

Then he closed the placket of his jacket.

When he raised his eyes again, Wen Yufeng was bumping into the girl's slightly stagnant eyes.

"Does the foot still hurt like this?" he asked with a frown.

"..."

Qin Qing opened her mouth and closed it immediately.

She was afraid that she would cry when she spoke.

...That would be too embarrassing.

The girl shook her head with red eyes.

Wen Yufeng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "What happened today is not allowed to happen next time."

Qin Qing looked at him puzzled.

"Express resistance by hurting your own body-I can only tolerate you this time, so no next time."

Qin Qing was silent for a while, before nodding her head.

"Next time you don't want to go home, come to me." Wen Yufeng said, "Remember?"

"Well," Qin Qing nodded vigorously, "I remember."

It is rare to see a girl so obedient to herself, Wen Yufeng's lips raised slightly.

He reached out and rubbed the girl's forehead, "Now calm down, come home with me?"

"..."

Qin Qing felt that her cheeks were slightly hot for no reason, and she responded.

Then he was picked up by the boy and went back to his home together.

The door was closed, Wen Yufeng put Qin Qing on the sofa, and he turned around and went to the back room, seeming to be looking for something.

Hearing the movement, the little white cat got out of the cat house and stood behind the legs of the sofa pensively.

After recognizing Qin Qing, it ran over cautiously.

Qin Qing hugged the kitten and opened her eyes in surprise.

At this moment, Wen Yufeng walked out.

I heard the **** the sofa asking: "Why haven't seen it for more than a week? It seems to be round."

"It's the time to grow your body."

Wen Yufeng glanced at the little white cat whose fur was brightly fed by him, and then looked at the girl holding it.

"If you also have this growth rate, it will be fine."

Qin Qing: "..."

The little white cat seemed to feel that he was being praised, and called out two "meows".

Qin Qing was amused by the cute appearance of the kitten, her eyes crooked with a smile: "Wen Yufeng, have you named it?"

When he mentioned this, Wen Yufeng's eyes flashed, and there seemed to be some uncomfortable emotions in his dark eyes.

Qin Qing slapped the cat with all his heart, without noticing it, and then asked another question, only to see the boy standing there bending down on one knee and squatting down.

——

"Sweet."

Qin Qing was startled, and instinctively wanted to raise her head, but before she could speak, the little white cat in her arms swooped down to the ground and ran over to Wen Yufeng.

Qin Qing: "..."

When Qin Qing blushed and didn't know where to drop his eyes, Wen Yufeng had already bypassed the little milk cat who was rushing towards her.

When he stopped in front of Qin Qing, Wen Yufeng stretched out his hand, with a bunch of keys hanging on his slender index finger.

Qin Qing was startled, and looked up at Wen Yufeng in confusion.

"This is the key to my house." The boy put the key in the girl's hand without denying it.

He squatted down to the height of the girl's line of sight--

"You can come anytime. Just like today, it looks like a little wild cat being thrown to the side of the road. Don't let me see it again..."

The boy's dark eyes flashed, and his voice became muted.

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee what I will do next time."

…………

Nearly mid-November, the second-year liberal arts and science sub-subjects of high school finally ended.

Regarding the division of subjects in the grade, there are also two small things that are spread throughout the school.

The first one is related to Wen Yufeng.

At the end of the placement test and the results came up, Wen Yufeng's grade ranking surprised many teachers.

——From the previous countdown and even simply a blank paper, to the top 40% of the grade this time, Sun Xing, the director of teaching, couldn't help himself to go to the monitoring room to check the surveillance video of Wen Yufeng's examination room.

After confirming that the results were true, the teachers in the entire second-grade group began to discuss the happy event of the "prodigal son".

Only Shen Liang, who was named "the greatest hero" by Director Sun Xing, knew the truth.

Unlike science, there is a preparatory class for liberal arts, and it is only divided into first and second classes. Fifty percent of the first grade will enter the first category, and the last 50% will enter the second category. As for the specific placement of the first and second categories, the priority is given to the order of the class.

This means that as long as this person works hard to be able to enter the first 50% of liberal arts students, he will definitely be in the same class as the rest of the six classes who enter the liberal arts class.

The power is so self-evident.

And the second thing that also alarmed Director Sun Xing was the submission of the liberal arts sub-subject's wishes a few days after the placement test.

Since Director Sun Xing stormed into Shen Liang’s office aggressively, there were well-informed students who spread the news he heard to the whole school——

The young talented girl who ranked first in the four subjects of mathematics, English, science, and chemistry in the second year of high school, on the wish list of arts and sciences, turned out to be arts and sciences.

This news shocked everyone, especially the sixth class students near the water tower, and couldn't wait to go to Qin Qing for confirmation.

It's a pity that he died before he became a teacher - none of them could hold the eyes of the one sitting next to Qin Qing to kill, they were all bitter and bitter before they got close to the girl.

When Sun Xing, who had just touched a gray nose in Shen Liang's office, rushed to the Class 6 classroom, he was also stopped by Wen Yufeng, who had heard the news early in the morning and guarded the back door.

"Director Sun, I heard that you were originally a Chinese teacher-I want to ask you a question."

Sun Xing had an ominous premonition instinctively when Wen Yufeng was so lazily stopped.

But he couldn't refuse, so he nodded: "You said."

Wen Yufeng chuckled lightly:

"How do you generally explain the two words'will' in this wish list?"

"..."

Sun Xing choked.

Wen Yufeng leaned against the door frame with a smile but a lazy voice:

"Also, this ‘will’—is it to ask about the wishes of the students, or the wishes of the teachers and parents?"

Sun Xing opened his mouth to say something, but was intercepted again.

"If you are asking about the wishes of the teachers and parents, I think it would be better to fill in the school uniformly. Director Sun will put us in which class you want, so you don't have to look for it one by one - don't you think?"

"..."

These words of "you" and the meaning in and out of the words made Sun Xing's head almost sweat. Standing in front of such a student who was several rounds younger than himself, Sun Xing felt that he could not explain clearly and had a guilty conscience. be terrified.

It's just that Wen Yufeng and Shen Liang are dedicated to defending, and Sun Xing can only sigh and walk back no matter how unwilling it is.

——

The top scholars in liberal arts and sciences have similar effects on school propaganda... right...

But here, as soon as Wen Yufeng walked in, the classroom where there was a little whispered discussion calmed down.

Wen Yufeng didn't care, and went straight back to his position.

Just before he sat down, Li Xiang, who didn't know where he was outside the classroom, ran over anxiously.

"Brother Yu, I heard that the new classmate chose the essay? You can't choose the essay too, do you?"

Li Xiang's voice has never been small, and when this movement came out, the classroom became quieter, and everyone listened to the movement with ears.

However, Wen Yufeng responded indifferently, with a smooth tone, without raising his eyes:

"if not?"

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