Chapter 13
Ping An excitedly started her learning journey, and then found herself suddenly extremely busy. The courses arranged by her teacher were very tight, and she could only have some rest at night. At this time, Cheng Xiangheng happened to come back from get off work, and the two could have dinner together.
The teacher is a very good teacher. He is handsome, humorous, young, and teaches all subjects very well. Sometimes he would even treat her to milk tea.
Ping An likes this teacher very much.
On this day, the teacher gave Ping An a red rose bookmark, which he made himself.
Ping An was a little embarrassed to accept it, as he always felt that things made by hand were more valuable.
The young man was very graceful, with tender eyes: "Flowers go well with beauties. It is an honor for this bookmark to be stuck in your book."
Ping An blushed at what he said.
"Thank you, that's very kind of you."
Cheng Xiangheng got off work early today. As soon as he pushed open the door of the study room reserved for Ping An, he heard her voice, which sounded like a young girl in love.
Looking up, I saw the teacher and the student standing very close to each other, talking and laughing. At first glance, I thought they were a newlywed couple, they were a perfect match.
Cheng Xiangheng's face darkened.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Ping An turned around and saw Cheng Xiangheng walking in with a smile: "How are your studies going recently?"
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Cheng Xiangheng's smile was a bit cold.
The young teacher politely said to her employer, "Ping An is very smart and has a good learning mind. She—"
Before he could finish his words, Cheng Xiangheng kissed Ping An on the forehead.
Ping An had long been accustomed to Cheng Xiangheng's occasional sticking behavior. She excitedly held up the bookmark given by the teacher and said, "Look, Xiangheng, it's very beautiful!"
Cheng Xiangheng looked over and saw the damn red rose blooming on the milky white bamboo stick.
It's so ugly.
Cheng Xiangheng's smile remained unchanged: "It looks really good."
The teacher went out tactfully.
Cheng Xiangheng sat down next to Ping An, looked through his homework, and asked casually, "How is this teacher teaching?"
Ping An said without hesitation: "This is the best teacher I have ever met, no doubt about it."
Cheng Xiangheng twitched the corners of his mouth, with a forced smile: "Really? Let me check your homework."
Ping An noticed that he was not in high spirits: "What's wrong with you?"
Cheng Xiangheng was unmoved, and Ping'an didn't want to coax him, so she sat beside him and studied quietly.
After a while, Cheng Xiangheng put his head on Ping'an's shoulder and called Ping'an's name in a wronged tone.
Ping An was annoyed by his noise: "What are you doing?"
Cheng Xiangheng said he could teach Ping An, but only after dinner.
Ping An didn't believe it, and right after dinner she couldn't wait to ask him to teach her how to do the homework.
As a result, Ping An discovered that Cheng Xiangheng's thinking mode in learning was very similar to hers, and the two of them were very compatible.
When he explained some difficult problems, she understood them immediately, better than what the teacher taught her.
Ping An is immersed in learning with Cheng Xiangheng.
But as he learned, he began to call her name in a sweet and affectionate way, kissing her face, earlobes, and neck...
Ping'an felt itchy in his heart.
She's been under a lot of pressure lately, she thought.
I heard that a good way to relieve stress is to exercise with your boyfriend in bed.
Saliva exchanged, body temperature rose rapidly, hot water flowed down the body and dripped onto the soft bed, her kiss would fall on him, and his... would enter.
At that time, she might feel very happy.
Ping An didn't want to admit that she might be a little attracted to him.
In fact, there is nothing difficult to say about being attracted to her boyfriend who takes care of her in every possible way, but Ping An is not someone who is good at expressing love. She shrinks in her turtle shell, and only moves when Cheng Xiangheng pokes her.
She didn't dare admit it because she felt insecure and was afraid that she would be doomed.
*
The star-like lights flickered, and Ping An reached out to grab them with tears in her eyes, but her hand was soon caught by another pale big hand. He wrapped her completely, and she also wrapped him, but she felt uncomfortable and comfortable at the same time.
She felt very comfortable, and when the most extreme emotions came, Ping An seemed to have a little sense of security.
*
Early in the morning, Ping'an woke up, feeling physically tired but mentally very excited.
Cheng Xiangheng closed his eyes.
Ping'an put her hand on his hair, touching it bit by bit. His hair was black and a little tough. As Ping'an touched, she felt a scar.
Cheng Xiangheng opened his eyes.
"Why do you have a scar on your head?" Ping An was very surprised and pulled his hair aside to take a closer look.
Cheng Xiangheng shrank back, avoiding Ping An's hand for the first time, and said in a somewhat lonely voice: "It's scary, I don't want to scare you."
"It's not scary, just a little..." Ping An considered his words.
ugly.
The scar crawled like a centipede on Cheng Xiangheng's scalp. Cheng Xiangheng, who should have been a flawless jade, now had a flaw.
Cheng Xiangheng didn't miss the emotion in Ping An's eyes. He smiled and said softly, "If An An doesn't like it, I'll have surgery to remove it, okay?"
Ping An shook his head: "No, no, I'd rather not have surgery on my head. I'm afraid something might happen."
Cheng Xiangheng smiled, a look of satisfaction on his face.
When Ping'an went to class again, he found that the teacher had changed.
The person who came was a young female teacher. When she saw Ping An, she looked him up and down.
Because Ping An had not gone out, she was wearing a pair of ordinary-looking teddy bear pajamas. The female teacher knew the brand of the pajamas at a glance, and then she looked at the headband on her head, which was also an extremely expensive luxury brand.
Ping An is fair and tender, with black hair and snow-white skin. Outsiders can tell at a glance that she is a little girl who is pampered by everyone.
With just one glance, the teacher knew that this girl was very expensive and she couldn't afford to offend her.
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