Chapter 1840: Staying female student VS beauty. Yan female teacher (27)

The reply above is also very simple, with only a big smile.
Guan Hanting’s heart is loose.
It is certain that she did not affect her mood because of this incident, and his mood is much better.
Packing things up towards the garage.
His vehicle was stopped at the school gate.
The window was shaken, and Guan Hanting frowned and looked at the woman who stopped her vehicle.
"Mr. Deng, you should know that this is a very dangerous behavior."
He just had to drive faster, the brakes were slower, what would happen?
Deng Yujun’s injury on her feet is still not good, she is hard to support the school.
Fortunately, I caught up with Guan Hanting.
When she heard the blame of Guan Hanting, her face flashed a trace of embarrassment.
But very quickly, this embarrassment was crushed by herself.
She went to the window and looked at Guan Hanting and said, "Mr. Guan, can you take me for a ride?"
Guan Hanting's eyebrows screwed out a Sichuan word.
He knows that Deng Junjun’s unclear thoughts about himself are because of this, so he is not willing to relate to her at all.
However, Deng Yujun’s face showed a trace of pitiful color, and his tone softened a bit:
My sprain was before my foot, and I have not recovered. I can’t move.

Guan Hanting couldn't do anything to throw a wound on the street.
His face loosened.
Seeing this appearance, Deng Yijun had a happy heart.
She wanted to open the passenger seat, but Guan Hanting said faintly: "Deng’s legs are inconvenient, or he is sitting in the back seat and stretching some space.

Deng Yujun had to open the rear door himself.
When Deng Yujun got on the bus and sat down, Guan Hanting asked: "Where does Deng want to go?"
Deng Yujun casually reported a place name.
Not far away, the distance is more than ten minutes by car.
The car is very quiet.
Obviously the man who is driving is not interested in chatting.
But Deng Junjun could not waste this ten minutes.
She looked up at the man in front.
The man is facing himself, but Deng Junjun can clearly know that under his meticulous suit, he is a tall and straight figure.
Such a cold and incomprehensible man often fades away from the cold shell, and the heart is unusually warm and sexy.
And she, I want to do that, knocking on the woman who switches the cold shell of the cold court.
"Mr. Guan." Seeing that Guan Hanting really interrupted the silence all the way, Deng Yujun could only speak for himself.
"Well?" The low voice is a little female, listening to Deng Yujun's ears, no less than an auditory enjoyment.
Such a man, playing with him implicitly, has no effect.
She feels that she is straight to the point: "I have a good impression on Guan, does Guan know?"
Hearing such a sentence, Guan Hanting did not even hold the steering wheel.
He said faintly: "Dr. Deng is not kidding."
Deng Yujun chuckled and licked his long hair.
She knows that although Guan Hanting did not look back, she was able to see her actions from the rearview mirror.
And she also knows how fascinating she is when she does this.
She smiled and said: "I am not kidding, Guan teacher, can try it with me."
The last word was deliberately depressed and elongated, and in this small space, a sticky scent was born.