Chapter 542 Who Is Your Husband and Wife?

Ling Sheng was worried that something might happen to the teacher, so she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to the teacher: Teacher, where have you been? Do you want me to pick you up?

Who knew that the cell phone of the man beside him rang.

Ling Sheng turned her head and looked at him faintly, as if she knew something.

Jun Shiyan calmly took out his cell phone and replied with a message: By your side.

Then, like a gentleman, he stretched out his hand and looked at the little girl in front of him: "Hello, classmate Ling, I am the teacher who will be responsible for teaching you mathematics, Jun Shiyan."

Ling Sheng opened his hand with a snap and puffed out her cheeks angrily: "Jun Shiyan, you are a big liar!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

snort!

Angry!

The kind that can’t be coaxed!

Let’s just say why this tutor is so weird. He refuses to answer the phone and insists on chatting on WeChat. Is it because he is afraid that she will hear the voice and reveal his secret?

Jun Shiyan chased after her, grabbed her hand, was slapped away, grabbed again, and was thrown away again. Finally, he followed her obediently. When the elevator closed, he forced her into a corner and wrapped his arms around her. , lowered his eyes slightly: "I'm sorry."

Ling Sheng was angry and poked his shoulder hard with her finger, angrily saying, "What are you sorry for? You are a teacher and I am just a student. I can't stand it, Teacher Jun."

Is it fun? Is it fun?

Every time there is a role play, sometimes with Professor Gu and sometimes with Teacher Jun.

Jun Shiyan laughed softly and let her vent her emotions: "I didn't say anything yesterday because I was afraid that you would know it was me and wouldn't want me to come over."

"Where is my teacher?" Ling Sheng thought to himself, you still know!

Do you know how much strength I need to use to restrain myself from having wild thoughts when facing this beautiful face like yours, which will greatly affect my learning efficiency?

"I am your teacher." Jun Shiyan's voice was low, his eyes slightly lowered, and his breath was just enough to blow on her face, which was warm and ambiguous: "Who else do you want to be your teacher, huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door had opened. There were two households on the first floor. A pair of old grandparents and old ladies were supporting each other and standing at the door. When they saw them, they greeted them kindly: "Are you young couple here to see the house? Or did you just move here?”

Before Ling Sheng had time to answer, the man held her hand. He looked at an old couple at the elevator entrance: "Auntie and uncle, our couple just moved here. Please give us your advice in the future."

Ling Sheng angrily pinched his hand, "Whoever just moved here with you, this is my home, whoever is married to you is shameless!"

But she had never seen the old couple in front of her before.

"We just moved here too." The gray-haired old lady, who was still wearing reading glasses, looked at them lovingly. The more she looked at them, the more familiar she felt. She waited until the elevator door was about to close before suddenly thinking about it. She didn't have time to call them out. , the elevator has gone down,

The aunt and uncle wanted to go downstairs for a walk. Ling Sheng saw that the two of them were older than the grandparents at home, about eighty years old, and told the old man to be careful when walking. It was still snowing outside.

Ling Sheng was easily distracted when she was with Jun Shiyan. After all, there was a teacher with such a suave voice and such a flirtatious appearance, who was right next to you watching you and talking to you.

Especially when he spoke, he always liked to lengthen the end of his voice, which was so suave that it made her heart beat and her legs weak.

Jun Shiyan knocked on the table and adjusted the frame of the mirror: "Classmate Ling, please pay attention. Do you understand this question?"

Ling Sheng shook his head, not understanding. He was only looking at his face, pointing at him and accusing: "Can you take off your glasses?"