Chapter 501

Zhong Shule was pushed out by him. Yang Haitao put his head out and said, "by the way, drive the car away."

Song Xuan of the province asked him to drive her back.

Uncle Zhong said: "you can't be stupid. What you should do, what you shouldn't do..."

Yang Haitao seized his face and said, "Uncle Zhong, am I so unbearable in your eyes?"

Uncle Zhong murmured, "you boy, sometimes I can't understand your temperament. Maybe you just like song Xuan so much."

Yang Haitao's eyes are dim: "OK, uncle Zhong, I just want to get along with her alone. You can go home now, and walk in a hurry."

When Uncle Zhong leaves the door, Yang Haitao raises his breath and runs upstairs. Under the light, song Xuan looks at his test questions carefully, making him reluctant to come near and disturb her.

He leaned against the doorframe and quietly enjoyed her serious manner.

After waiting for a long time, song Xuan was impatient. She lifted up her sleeve and looked at the time. Then she turned her head and saw the man leaning against the door frame.

He was wearing a white shirt and black trousers. He was very fresh and not boring, but his smile looked silly.

Maybe it's the evening wind in May that makes song Xuan's heart beat out of rhythm and reminds her of words like "palpitation".

Cough, she went to the toilet for a long time, but she didn't want to learn

Yang Haitao quickly walked over: "I study, I especially want to learn."

Song Xuan looked at him and felt that he was not only fresh, but also very clear in his eyes. There was a rolling passion in his eyes. This kind of enthusiasm made her feel overwhelmed. She put aside her eyes and coughed softly: "the entrance examination of TVU will be held at the end of June. You can't slack off, OK?"

"Yes, I know."

The evening breeze is slow and the lights are dim. Song Xuan is in the state of lecturing again. Yang Haitao is not in the mood to listen to the class. He just praises him in his heart. Song Xuan is so beautiful and his voice is so good. I really hope she can be his teacher all the time.

If there were such a teacher when he was a student, he would not have failed to enter the University.

Song Xuan's mouth was dry. When she lifted her eyes again, she saw Yang Haitao, whose eyes were out of focus. She was so angry that she raised her hand to play on his forehead: "are you distracted?"

Yang Haitao quickly recalled: "no, no, I'm not distracted."

"I'll repeat what you said just now."

Yang Haitao patronizes to appreciate her face. Naturally, she hesitates. Song Xuan sighs: "if you don't want to learn, you can tell me clearly. Don't delay your time and mine."

Then he patted the table and got up to go.

She just felt that the atmosphere between them became more and more strange. Yang Haitao's eyes became more and more intense. She could not continue to stay.

Yang Haitao quickly grabbed her wrist and stood up. Song Xuan was pulled by her and was taken into his arms.

Song Xuan feels reliable and reassured by the tall man.

No It shouldn't be like this. Song Xuan shook his head and pushed him: "what are you doing?"

Yang Haitao quickly released her and said in a hurry, "are you going home? I'll ask Uncle Zhong to take you home

With that, he leads song Xuan downstairs with hypocrisy.

Song Xuan has a look. Why is there no one in the hall downstairs? Uncle Zhong is gone?

Yang Haitao touched the back of his head and muttered, "eh? What time does uncle Zhong leave? Why didn't you wait for us? Is there something urgent at home

Big tail wolf!