Chapter 69 You're a terrible kisser
The next morning, when Chen Luan arrived at the school covered in the frost of a winter morning, the students who had just finished morning training were coming out of the playground.
Many students greeted Chen Luan, whether they looked familiar or not, and Chen Luan responded to them one by one with a smile.
The freshmen in the Mecha Department were going to have their first practical class today. Chen Luan opened his office, casually took off his jacket and hung it on the back of his chair, then slumped into the sofa wearing only his black turtleneck sweater.
The winter in Qiwei City is very cold. The school turned on the heating early, and the office was dry and warm. The fingertips that were a little red from being frozen outdoors were slowly warming up.
A lesson plan book was spread out on the table, next to it was a stack of physical examination reports for new students, as well as the latest physical fitness data rankings that had just been delivered.
Jiang Ling and Jiang Xun's names were listed right at the top of the list.
Chen Luan took a sip of hot water, his eyes fell on the form, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Unexpectedly, although Jiang Ling's entrance score was slightly lower than Jiang Xun's, her physical fitness was better than Jiang Xun's.
Chen Luan put down the cup, turned the pen twice between his slender fingers, and the tip of the pen slid across the paper of the lesson plan book, making a slight rustling sound.
There were footsteps getting closer and closer outside the door.
Then came the sound of the door opening unscrupulously, and the solid wooden door panel hit the wall with a sound.
The sound is not loud, but it is particularly abrupt in a quiet space.
The office door was pushed open without the visitor even knocking.
Chen Luan's fingers holding the pen paused in mid-air, and the tip of the pen spread a dot of ink on the paper while it was hovering, and then the tip of the pen continued to drop to outline and write.
Chen Luan, too lazy to even lift his eyelids, turned the page and said slowly, "With such a commotion, I thought some demolition crew had gone to the wrong door."
The sound of training boots stepping on the ground approached, wrapped in the lingering cold air from outside, and stopped beside the table.
A light laugh came from above, and a hand picked up the pen holder on the corner of the table, glanced at it casually, and then put it down again.
"You're quite early, Teacher Chen."
"If you have something to say, say it. If not, get out."
Chen Luan flipped through the lesson plan book without looking up.
One hand rested on the edge of the messy table, and the scent of cedar and amber in the air was accompanied by a slightly cool frost.
The lesson plan in his hand was snatched away by the boy.
Chen Luan held the pen in his hand and looked up at him: "...Are you free, Jiang Ling?"
"Yeah, I had nothing to do so I came to bring breakfast to Teacher Chen."
The alpha in front of him was wearing a black training uniform and leaning against the table. He raised his hand and took out an insulated lunch box from behind his back and placed it on the table in front of Chen Luan. There was a hint of ostentatious laughter in his voice:
"I just bought some steamed buns and millet pumpkin porridge from the cafeteria. Eat them while they're hot?"
Chen Luan stared at the lunch box on the table for half a second, then finally took it and opened the lid.
never mind.
Just think of it as a little bastard having a teenage attack.
It will be fine after it passes.
Warm steam rises, bringing with it the warm aroma of food.
"Oh, I didn't change my career to work in demolition. I'm now a part-time delivery man." Chen Luan held the spoon and looked at Jiang Ling with raised eyebrows: "How do you know I didn't have breakfast?"
He chose the right time. As soon as he arrived at the office, someone came.
"When have you ever had breakfast at 8am?"
The latter asked back, leaning towards Chen Luan, shortening the distance between them, and his eyes fell on Chen Luan's light-colored lips: "How is it? Is it delicious?"
The clean and warm breath from the young man came over as his body approached.
Jiang Ling moved closer casually, catching the scent of Chen Luan.
Shampoo, soap scent.
The warm scent of sweater fabric.
That’s all.
My heart, which had been hanging in the air, felt relieved a little.
Last night, Chen Luan stayed in the bar until after two in the morning before going home. Unfortunately, the position where Chen Luan was sitting in the bar surveillance camera was a small blind spot. They could only see Chen Luan entering the bar and then saw Zhou Pei.
What they did, no one knows.
He and Jiang Xun hardly slept well the whole night.
And who knows what Jiang Xun dreamed about last night. He woke up in the morning with black air all over his body, and his pheromones were so chaotic that it was as if he had entered the susceptible period early. It took him a long time to suppress it before he could barely calm down.
"The buns are okay."
Chen Luan bit into the bun and took a sip of porridge: "The porridge is not as good as your brother's. By the way, where is your brother?"
"Ask him again, do you favor him so much?"
Jiang Ling leaned closer with some dissatisfaction, and said quickly: "If he kisses you, nothing will happen, but if I kiss you, I will get slapped?"
The spoon made a slight sound when it hit the edge of the porridge bowl.
There was silence in the air.
Jiang Ling realized it belatedly and curled her fingers stiffly, her heart skipping a beat.
broken.
But the next second, Chen Luan raised his eyelids, slowly took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He looked into Jiang Ling's eyes, and raised the corners of his lips in a playful arc: "What's wrong? Are you envious?"
"?"
The expected low pressure did not appear, and it was Jiang Ling's turn to be stunned.
He narrowed his eyes and tentatively moved closer.
The hand that was supporting itself on the table moved forward a little, paused for a moment one centimeter away from Chen Luan's hand, and then slowly covered it.
The tip of his tongue pressed against the inside of his teeth, and his breath between words was warm and gentle. "Yeah, I'm so envious. I got beaten up and you still brought you breakfast. How are you going to make it up to me?"
Chen Luan's eyelashes drooped, and he glanced at the two people's folded hands. When he raised his eyes again, the smile in his eyes became even more intense, but the temperature slowly turned colder: "Oh, you want compensation? What do you want?"
"I want……"
Jiang Ling pressed the back of Chen Luan's hand, lowered his eyes and watched Chen Luan's lips opening and closing while he spoke, his breathing slowly following.
"Jiang Ling, I remind you, don't push your luck."
The voice didn't sound too cold, and even had a bit of leisurely warmth.
Jiang Ling tightened her grip on Chen Luan's fingers, but without stopping, she closed her eyes.
"I want this."
However, just before their breaths were about to blend and touch, Chen Luan didn't even bother to blink, and he casually flipped half of his wrist, which was held tightly by Jiang Ling, as if brushing away a troublesome fallen leaf.
The movement was so fast that before Jiang Ling could react, he felt his palm go empty and his wrist was instantly grabbed and bent backwards.
The twisted wrist joint immediately felt an unbearable pain. Jiang Ling had to pull his arms and lean his body back to try to break free, but Chen Luan seized the opportunity during his unstable stumbling movement. He raised his knee and hooked the leg that Jiang Ling used to support his body and pulled it hard.
Jiang Ling lost his balance and fell backwards, being thrown back by an irresistible force.
His back almost hit the cold, hard tabletop with a dull thud, shaking the pen holder beside the table. It then fell crookedly toward the ground, but was easily caught by a slender hand at the moment it was about to fall.
"turn down."
Chen Luan tilted his head, pressed Jiang Ling's wrist, and looked down at the young alpha boy who was hit and still a little breathless. His voice slowly fell: "Tsk."
It was a light voice, with a hint of disgust.
The meaning is very clear.
Jiang Ling's face immediately turned red, as if it was burning.
Just as he was about to struggle, his wrist joint, which was still pinned, immediately protested with unbearable pain, and he had no choice but to lie on his back on the table like a fish struggling in vain.
"Hiss... Let go!"
"That's it?"
Chen Luan curled the corners of his lips and chuckled, then put the pen holder back on the table next to Jiang Ling's ear. He loosened his hand and twisted the collar of Jiang Ling's neck, then lifted Jiang Ling up from the table and pushed her away like a cat.
"Don't act sick in front of me anymore."
“…”
Jiang Ling stood up, rubbing her red wrist without saying a word. A burning red spot had already appeared behind her ear.
Chen Luan leaned against the edge of the table, crossed his arms, and picked up a pen and tapped Jiang Ling on the forehead: "Did you hear that? Speak."
Jiang Ling gritted his teeth: "..."
My ears are blind and I don’t want to hear clearly.
Chen Luan narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Ling, whose lips were tightly drawn like a stubborn dog.
never mind.
This damned kid.
At worst, I can beat him again next time. He will eventually surrender.
He sat back in his chair and tapped his fingertips on the table. "I'll be teaching your class later. The first few periods will be in the simulator. Go to the simulator room and start up thirty machines. I'll be there in a moment."
Jiang Ling held her breath: "...Jiang Xun is already driving."
"Oh? So self-conscious." Chen Luan raised his eyebrows, and he knew why Jiang Xun didn't come.
He crossed his legs, his boots wobbling against the edge of the table. "That's all right, go ahead."
The breath that was held was completely blocked in the throat.
Jiang Ling began to feel like biting someone.
"Why are you still standing there? My office is so small, don't you know the way?"
Seeing Jiang Ling almost fainting from anger, Chen Luan laughed out loud and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture: "Turn around and walk straight. I won't see you off."
The next second, the young alpha rushed over regardless of anything and pressed into Chen Luan's arms. He hugged Chen Luan's shoulders and bit him viciously, then quickly retreated before Chen Luan raised his leg to kick him, turned around and walked away with a sour face.
Chen Luan rubbed his shoulders, happily watching Jiang Ling's back as he slammed the door and walked out. He added lazily, "Oh, right. Didn't I tell you—"
"Your kissing skills...are much worse than your brother's."
Then the figure froze.
It was about to be broken into pieces by the wind coming in from the corridor.
Jiang Ling gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing his emotions and speaking in a low voice: "Chen - Luan!"
"Hmmmm~ I heard it, I heard it, brother is here."
The latter scratched his ears perfunctorily, his smile undiminished: "I'm not deaf. Also, you have to call me Teacher Chen at school."
Jiang Ling: “…”
With a loud bang, the door was slammed shut.
The depressed mood of the past few days was swept away with the muffled sound, and Chen Luan leaned back in the chair, swinging his feet and laughing.
As expected, I still have to spend time with others, which makes me feel much better!
The teaching assistant assigned to Chen Luan, who was two offices away, seemed startled by the loud noise. He cautiously poked his head out from the door frame and asked, "...Brother Luan? What happened?"
"It's nothing. The kid at home had a tantrum."
Chen Luan stood up and clapped his hands, stretching like a big cat that had just woken up: "Go get ready, class is about to start."
In the simulation room on the other side, Jiang Xun saw from a distance that his twin brother came back with a dark and sour face, as if he was ready to bite anyone he saw.
He tilted his head in confusion.
What's going on? Didn't he go to deliver breakfast to Chen Luan? Who messed with him again?
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