Although He Yao is not afraid of female teachers' revenge, she is afraid of being called into the office by Qi Anyan.

"A Yao, what's going on with you and Teacher Yu?"

Qi Anyan looked at He Yao and frowned slightly.

"Have she sued you?"

He Yao curled her lips disdainfully and sneered in her heart. She was still waiting for her revenge, but she could only report it?

Qi Anyan's eyes became quite helpless, "She said you don't respect the teacher in class and you even went against her."

He Yao raised her eyebrows, sneered, and asked, "Brother An Yan, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it."

The children raised by the Qi family, he looked at the growing up A Yao, didn’t he know what kind of temperament he was?

Is there any need for Teacher Yu to say anything?

He Yao curled the corners of her mouth, her face filled with smiles, and she rushed into Qi Anyan's arms, put her head on his shoulder, and said coquettishly: "I knew Brother Anyan was the best."

The girl's soft hair was pressed against her neck, and she almost hung on herself like a koala. Qi Anyan slowly curled the corner of her mouth in the corner where she couldn't see, but soon put it down again and reached out to pull her away.

He Yao stood in front of him reluctantly, looked at him with grievance, her eyes full of regret, she had not yet hugged enough.

Recognizing He Yao's obvious eyes, Qi Anyan coughed lightly, trying to make his voice serious, "You haven't explained clearly yet, what happened?"

He Yao's expression froze, she lowered her head, and said vaguely: "It's that..."

"Where?" Qi Anyan asked.

He Yao sighed and said, "I...I'm chatting with someone else and I accidentally complained, but the one named Yu said I'll scold her."

After saying that, she secretly glanced at Qi Anyan's face, and as expected, the latter immediately turned black.

"He Yao! I have said it many times that I am not allowed to play with my phone in class!" Qi Anyan said sternly.

He Yao shrank his neck, his eyes dodged, and his name was called, which was really angry.

It's so miserable. Every time he gets angry, it will take a long time to coax it.

This time he won't stop talking to her for several days, right?

He Yao lowered her eyelashes and was so obedient that she didn't dare to make a sound.

Seeing her lowered her head and not speaking, looking guilty, Qi Anyan tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart, gritted her teeth and asked, "What's the matter?"

He Yao looked up at him, then quickly looked away, raised her hand and pinched her earlobe, and said, "Then she asked me to go up and solve the problem. I didn't want to, but she spoke too badly, so I went up and did the problem in anger."

Qi Anyan narrowed his eyes while listening, "Well, so you did the question?"

The next moment, he suddenly reacted and looked at her in surprise, for a moment he forgot to get angry.

"You said you got the question done?"

He Yao nodded.

Qi Anyan's eyes were happy, and he left the criticism of her behind. He turned around and found paper and pen from the drawer and stuffed it into her hand, saying, "Show me the question and the answer you wrote."

He Yao looked at the blank A4 paper in her hand and her mouth twitched. How could she remember the problem she solved?

However, seeing Qi Anyan's serious expression, He Yao pondered for a while and wrote another question on the paper that was about the same level as her.

Qi Anyan picked up the question and looked at her solution. She couldn't help but lit up. She suddenly looked at her face and said with admiration: "A Yao, it's not bad, you have made progress."

Knowing that he wanted to write a proof process and his ideas were clear, this was a very big improvement for He Yao.

Qi Anyan couldn't help but feel relieved, "As long as you continue to work hard, your grades will definitely improve."

He Yao: “…”

He Yao smiled at him, very far-fetched.

However, Qi Anyan didn't notice any strangeness at all, and was immersed in great joy at this time.

He was happy for a while, and then brought himself into the role of class teacher and began to use his usual tone of talking to other students, "A Yao, I have said long ago that you are not stupid, but just don't want to learn. Look, will you get rewards if you work hard now?"

"Trial hardship is proportional to learning. There are no natural geniuses, only acquired lazy people."

“…”

He Yao's expression was stiff, and the smile on her face could hardly be stopped. What does it feel like when your boyfriend talked to you but the tone of the class teacher?

It's exciting and confusing anyway.

He Yao didn't want to listen any longer. She was afraid that she would go crazy, so she immediately interrupted his thoughts.

"Who said there is no natural genius? I've seen it."

Qi Anyan was stunned and asked subconsciously: "Who?"

He Yao looked at him without blinking, and said seriously: "You!"

Qi Anyan: "..."

"Brother An Yan, you are so young, you are an honorary professor at the Emperor University. This is a height that many people will never reach in their lifetime. Moreover, you have been both good at character and academic performance since childhood. Typical children from other people's children have won a room in the old house. Even Grandpa Qi said that you are a rare genius in the Qi family, and..."

"stop!"

Qi Anyan interrupted her, but she couldn't stand these words like compliments from her.

It sounds weird.

And I didn’t think it was just now, but now I feel that it’s particularly awkward to speak to her in the tone of my class teacher.

It seemed that my girlfriend was scolded and even felt a little uncomfortable.

Even though the person who trained her was himself.

Qi Anyan's eyes instantly became strange. What kind of strange feeling is this?

Moreover, haven’t agreed to be her boyfriend yet? Why did you directly immerse yourself in your boyfriend’s emotions?

"Brother An Yan."

He Yao secretly observed his expression. Seeing that she had successfully changed the subject, she immediately continued to work hard, stretched out her little finger and hooked his palm, and said coquettishly: "I know what you mean, I will work hard in the future."

The last "la" sound was particularly long, and she dragged it into a delicate and artificial look.

Qi Anyan felt that the palm of her hand that had been touched became hot. She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but her body did not move at all.

Hearing her coquettish tone, her eyelids twitched, and she felt very uncomfortable, and her ears gradually turned pink. However, she said with a blank expression on her face: "Tell me well."

He Yao stared at his face for a few seconds, and then laughed.

After living together for so long, how could she not know that he was shy?

So He Yao teased him even more violently, "Brother An Yan, they are just talking well, are they not saying it nicely? Are you so swollen? You're so angry!"

Qi Anyan's face immediately turned black.

He Yao couldn't help but laugh.

"Hahahaha, Brother An Yan, why are you so funny?"

Qi Anyan looked at her expressionlessly, snorted lightly, suddenly stretched out his hand, and suddenly brought her into his arms.

He Yao was still smiling for the last second, but in someone's arms the next second, and she didn't react for a while.

I heard a warm breath spraying between her neck.
Chapter completed!