Chapter 952: First encounter with Lianming (24)

Qiao Lian's bewildered consciousness cleared up.
He sat up with a rub, and pulled off the clothes that he didn't know when it was rolled up, covering his thighs.
"Teacher, you are back."
He got up from the sofa, looking at her blushing.
Chuzheng gave him the bag: "Go and change your clothes."
"Oh."
Qiao Lian took the clothes into the room.
A minute later, Qiao Lian showed no change.
Chu Zheng looked at him: "Why don't you change?"
The teenager stood at the door, hesitated, and whispered: "Teacher...I don't like short sleeves."
Chu Zheng: "..."
What to wear if you don’t wear short sleeves on a hot day?
Chu Zheng recalled that since the first time she saw Qiao Lian, he was wearing long sleeves, whether it was clothes or pants, never.
"You will get off first." Chu Zheng said.
Qiao Lian shook his head, not wanting to change.
"Then you can dress like this." Chu Zheng said impatiently.
Qiao Lian looked down at his clothes.
The fabric is very close to the body, and it has a fragrance, and you can't tell that it is worn by girls.
"Teacher, why did you change my cell phone?" Qiao Lian took his cell phone and walked to Chu Zheng.
"..."
This question is a long story!
Then I do not talk about it.
There was no abnormality on the face of Chuzheng, and he said casually: "If you want to change it, you don't like it?"
"Did the teacher wash out my one?" The boy looked at him with a certain certainty in his eyes.
Chu Zheng: "..."
Panic batch.
Someone asked you to put your phone in your pants without taking it out! !
"I'm going to prepare lessons."
Chu Zheng got up and walked into the room.
Qiao Lian grabbed her wrist.
Qiao Lian's fingers were a little cold, and they pressed Chuzheng's skin, and also brought a chill.
"Teacher." The teenager tightened his fingertips: "Thank you."
Chu Zheng drew his hand and patted his head: "Well, goodbye."
Chu Zheng quickly got into the room and exhaled.
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As a teacher, Chuzheng is very dedicated.
I forgot the time to prepare for the lesson-I don't want to go out and face the good guy card.
I'm afraid he will ask me about the damaged phone.
The boss wants face.
Chu Zheng threw down his pen and walked to the door to listen to the movement outside.
She opened the door carefully, and took a look outside, where people were in the empty living room.
Chu Zheng: "..."
When Chu Zheng went out, the clothes on the balcony were gone, and his shirt was put on the sofa.
It ran away.
I am grass!
Chu Zheng kicked the sofa and entered the room aggressively.
As soon as she sat down, the phone rang.
Call-Qiao Lian.
"What are you doing."
"Teacher, I can't find my way..." Qiao Lian's voice was accompanied by a slight wind.
Chu Zheng was originally very angry, but Qiao Lian's voice was soft and aggrieved, and he couldn't get angry anymore.
Chuzheng hung up and scratched the sofa.
Your own good people spoil yourself.
Can't be angry.
calm.
Chu Zheng finally found Qiao Lian on a fork in the road.
He was standing on the street carrying a bag, looking around blankly, like a lost child.
Chu Zheng came from behind and took his hand along the way.
The young man was slightly startled and turned to meet Chu Zheng's gaze: "Old... Master."
He subconsciously wanted to pull his hand out, but the next second he stopped, without any struggle, letting the girl in front of him lead him.
"You don't know the road, what are you doing here?" Chu Zheng said irritably.
The boy lowered his head and explained in a low voice: "Teacher, please take me in. I want to cook dinner for the teacher..."
"You can order takeaway."
"……Different."
"have what……"
Chuzheng swallowed the ‘different’ back in the roar of the King.
"Go back."
Qiao Lian nodded and let Chu Zheng lead him forward.
His eyes fell on the hands between the two of them, and he didn't know what he was thinking. When he returned to the dormitory, Qiao Lian was still a little flustered.
"Qiao Lian, what are you doing? Stop cooking?"
"Huh?" Qiao Lian returned to his senses and found himself standing in the hallway. He took off his shoes and walked to the kitchen: "I will do it right away. Teacher, wait for me for a while."
The kitchen in the dormitory was used by the original owner before, but after Chuzheng came, he never used it again.
Su He?
She knows where to work.
Qiao Lian cleaned up the kitchen skillfully before starting to make dinner.
"Teacher, let's eat."
Chu Zheng came over from the sofa and glanced at the dishes on the table.
They are all common dishes, and they smell pretty good.
"Do you often cook?"
"...Hmm." Qiao Lian served Chu Zheng a bowl of porridge: "There is no one at home, I can only make it myself."
"No servant?" Qiao's family is not short of money either.
Qiao Lian shook his head.
Chu Zheng suddenly said, "Did your father bully you?"
Qiao Lian paused, looked up at Chu Zheng, and shook his head slowly.
Chu Zheng looked at him suspiciously, and Qiao Lian lowered his eyes: "Teacher, it's not tasty when it's cold."
Qiao Lian's craftsmanship is really good, better than most takeaways.
After eating, Qiao Lian packed up.
Chuzheng ate and drank enough, half leaning on the sofa, with a fan blowing next to him, it was a comfortable one.
Qiao Lian walked to the sofa slowly: "Teacher, class will start tomorrow."
"Ok."
Chuzheng answered absently.
Don't want to go to class.
"I……"
The picture on the TV turned to fighting, and the voice increased, suppressing Qiao Lian's voice.
He stood beside him for a while, then turned and entered the room.
Qiao Lian sat on the edge of the bed, looking out the window.
This sitting is more than two hours.
Chu Zheng opened the door and came in: "Qiao Lian."
Qiao Lian stood up: "Teacher."
Chu Zheng went over, took his hand, and put a key in his hand: "Don't lose the key to the dormitory."
"teacher?"
"If you don't want to go back, just live with me." Chuzheng took the opportunity to touch his head, rubbed it comfortably for a while, and finally reluctantly said: "Go to bed early."
Qiao Lian held the key and stood blankly in the room.
Qiao Lian did plan to leave.
He didn't want to go back.
Father Qiao would not let him go so easily.
When he is in school, Qiao's father will still care about face and will not make trouble too ugly.
But he didn't want to stay here.
He wanted to live in Luzhou first. Lu Zhou had a house outside, and Father Qiao would not find him for a while.
But he didn't expect that Chuzheng would give him the key...
After all, they are just a teacher-student relationship.
why?
Qiao Lian suffered from insomnia all night, and when he got up, he found two sets of clothes, long-sleeved shirts and pants outside.
Breakfast is still prepared on the table.
It was completely different from when he was at Qiao's house.
When I get up and face a cold house, no one will prepare clothes for him, and no one will prepare breakfast for him.
Qiao Lian sat at the dining table in a daze.
After a long time he turned on the phone, edited the text message and sent it.
[Qiao Lian: I think my teacher likes me. 】
When Lu Zhou saw this text message, it was already noon from school.
He was almost scared to death by this text message.
[Lu Zhou: Which teacher are you? ! 】
[Qiao Lian: Have you seen that. 】
[Lu Zhou:? ? ? 】