After having sex with Lu Jinghan, Xia Xiaomu blushed all the way, shy her head and didn't dare to talk much. Fortunately, she arrived at school soon. She got off the car with her schoolbag and paintings, and ran away like a little rabbit staring at by a hunter.

It was so shameful that he actually... took a bite of his finger!

Lu Jinghan... was so indulgent. Can you really do it too much in the future? Touch his abdominal muscles or something?

Xia Xiaomu shook her head wildly while running, shaking out the waste and enthusiasm of her mind.

In the car, Lu Jinghan looked deeply at Xia Xiaomu's back, rubbing the fingertips that were being held in his mouth, and endured a trace of emotion in his eyes, as strong as fire.

When it was rolled by the warm tongue, my heart felt like I was scratched by a kitten, and I was no longer calm and composed.

The little liar didn't know how hard he had to endure it, and he dared to flirt with it like this.

He leaned against the seat, opened his mouth and bit his thumb, breathing heavier.

The ringtone of the cell phone disrupted Lu Jinghan's rising mood. He pressed the answer unhappily: "Say!"

Li Hai: "Brother Han, the person who stole Xia Xiaomu's account, found out! He is a person you can never imagine."

Lu Jinghan frowned: "Who?"

Li Hai: "I'll send you his information now. Don't be scared."

A minute later, Lu Jinghan clicked Li Hai's message, and his face instantly became subtle, and then became very ugly again.

Xia Xiaomu caught up with the last morning, the department head’s oil painting theory class. Before the get out of class was over, the department head gave a notice to the lecturer:

"I'll tell you good news. Professor Xie Wen has specially opened an elective course for our art students, mainly talking about Xie's painting skills and application. The time is the second and third classes every Friday afternoon. However, this class is not counted in credits. Interested students can register online."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 200 students in the large classroom were immediately in an uproar:

"Xie's oil painting skills!! Is the Xie family's unique skills finally going to be spread out?"

"It's over! I'm full of classes on Friday afternoon!"

"I will also take the credits without being counted! I will also sign up for the absence of Friday classes!!"

"That's right, if you fail other subjects, you will lose. If you can learn the true teachings of the Xie family, you will benefit for the rest of your life!"

"I want to register, I have to register even if I squeeze my head out!!"

...

The department head cleared his throat and made everyone quiet: "However, Professor Xie said that because of the high technical requirements in this class, only ten students are allowed at most. Students who register need to submit a work. Professor Xie will select based on your works and comprehensive results. You, haha, come on."

The atmosphere that had just risen became depressed instantly, and the classmates around him lay hopelessly on the table.

"Haha, I've only collected ten people. It's over, I'll definitely not be there."

"Ten, you are wrong, Xie Weiwan will definitely be able to choose. The remaining nearly a thousand students in our entire art department are competing for nine places, which is crueler than the college entrance examination."

"Such a small number of people is equivalent to Professor Xie taking disciples in disguise! Oh my God, who will be the nine chosen sons!"

Xia Xiaomu was surprised by the news. His high level of painting skills happened to be what he lacked. The painters from the Xie family were all good at creating outstanding works through clever techniques.

Moreover, after checking many of Xie Wen's works in the past two days, he can see that her control of color is exquisite and wonderful. She is truly a master who is famous internationally. It would be great if she could take this lesson.

He looked at his course schedule and the second and third classes were just empty on Friday afternoon.

Xia Xiaomu was ready to go: I'll try to register in a while, and maybe I'll be selected.

After the morning class, Xia Xiaomu went to the Central Canteen to look for Ningning.

Ning Ning also bought two sets of meals long ago and waited for him.

Seeing him coming and throwing out a stack of papers for him, he sympathized with him: "Give it, your high school entrance examination range is so perverted. You have suffered this week."

Xia Xiaomu turned her hand: It’s all heavenly books!

Life was lying on the table with no desire to say: "So many, I can't understand one, I'm done, I'm going to hang up."

Ning Ning couldn't wait to complain to him: "This senior mathematics teacher is too perverted. He taught me last year. I was afraid of being recognized by him. When I clicked your name, I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak out. I lay on the table and raised my hand, but he still recognized it."

"Ah!" Xia Xiaomu's face changed: "Then did he say anything?"

Ning Ning curled her lips: "He didn't say anything at that time. When he was doing the test, he walked to me and asked me: Oh, when did Xu Ning change his name?"

Ning Ning imitated the senior mathematics teacher, with a calm voice and a sarcastic tone, telling Xia Xiaomu about the situation at that time.

It was obviously such a tragic thing, but Xia Xiaomu wanted to laugh: "What do you say?"

Ning Ning raised her eyes and pinched her voice: "I said, Teacher Gao, because they miss you~"

Xia Xiaomu laughed out loud: "You are not afraid of the girls around you scolding you. This teacher is young and handsome, and many girls like him."

He corrected him again: "And his surname is not Gao, but Zhao."

Ning Ning was indignant: "Who knows his surname? Gao is the one with a high school degree, so call him Teacher Gao. He is so handsome! He failed his class in my freshman year! I was angry when I think about it!"

He pointed to the stack of papers and accused: "This perverted teacher! The range of the exam is from more than 500 questions. Oh my god, what is called range? It's almost the same as torture!"

"And, what are the advanced mathematics we art students learn? This thing can only die of billions of art cells by looking at it. This person is definitely not at a good level, otherwise he would not have been sent to teach us art students."

Xia Xiaomu looked at the person standing behind Ningning, and her smile gradually froze: "Ningning, Ningning! Hush, Hush!"

Ning Ning was talking and was furious. Seeing his expression, she hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?"

Looking back: "Damn!"

The high-level teacher "Gao" stood beside Ning Ning with a dinner plate, with a handsome and wise face looking down at him like a smile.

"Teacher Gao" tilted his head and smiled: "Student Xu Ning, come to my office later. Let's discuss the fact that you slander the teacher as a pervert."

Xu Ningning leaned on the dining table with guilt and looked at his departure back: "Don't bring such a person! He is already an adult, and he will be called to the office to scold him?"

If you ask Ningning to help you with a class, you can cause such a thing.

Xia Xiaomu looked at him apologetically and sympathetically and smiled: "Ningning, I'll treat you to lunch for a week."

Ningning: "Okay, anyway, you are rich now, and you have won the Qingjun Cup and waited for a large bonus.

You are so amazing! Qingjun Cup. Now the whole school knows the character of Xia Xiaomu. And the paintings hanging in our school’s art gallery, counting forward are all characters that appear in textbooks. My sisters will be great men in the future.”

Xia Xiaomu shook the stack of papers in her hand and said helplessly: "It's a pity that I still have to fail the exam."

"If you hang up, just hang up. Anyway, there will be no such class in the future. Moreover, if a genius painter fails in mathematics, it will only make people think you are more adorable."

Xia Xiaomu: "I'm afraid I'm not going to graduate from too many subjects."

"By the way!" Ning Ning clapped her hands: "Aren't you living with Lu Nan Shen? A top figure in the business school, let him talk to you about the topic."

When Xia Xiaomu heard this name, her face couldn't help but flushed: "Okay, forget it... forget it."

Be a deskmate with Lu Jinghan and ask him to explain to himself?

It would be strange if you can continue to hear it!!

Ning Ning looked at Xia Xiaomu, whose face was red, narrowed her eyes and approached him. She sniffed and sniffed: "It smells like a passion."

Xia Xiaomu choked, pushed his shoulder and pushed him back to his seat: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not blaming me for talking nonsense. All schools know that the male god of the road is your special driver for Xia Xiaomu. He works hard every day to pick you up and drop you off to school. Sisters, tell me quickly, do you have anything?!"

Xia Xiaomu: "It's still... nothing?"

Ningning's eyes shining: "Nothing is what? It's just that it has begun, what's inside? "

Recently, because I was too busy, I haven't had the opportunity to talk to Ningning. Now that he got up, Xia Xiaomu also wanted to find someone to tell me about it.

"No, nothing started."

Xia Xiaomu blushed and sighed: "Mainly, I always feel that he shouldn't bend and dare not think about it..."

In the original novel, after taking over Lu's family, Lu Jinghan jumped into the top of the pyramid of this world. In addition, his extremely handsome appearance caused all kinds of handsome men and beautiful women to squeeze their heads and want to get in touch with him.

The most introductory part of the book is that at an important discussion table, Lu Jinghan couldn't control himself and drank too much.

This made a beautiful and beautiful male model who was in the scene take advantage of the loophole and successfully induced Lu Jinghan to check in the hotel.

When he was about to succeed, Lu Jinghan grabbed the man's neck with his only trace of reason. If Li Hai hadn't arrived in time, the male model would have been strangled to death.

The book also describes: Lu Jinghan, after sobering up, thought that his body had been touched by a man, ran to the bathroom and vomited in disgust.

This is also the reason why Xia Xiaomu has never had confidence.

Ningning: "Oh my God, Mu Mu, you are too slow. I don't know whether the male god is bent or not. But I'm sure he is almost bent into a mosquito coil by your side!"

Xia Xiaomu still didn't believe it and said speechlessly: "Where did you see it?"

Ningning: "From the beginning, I saw that Lu Jinghan wanted to amaze you, but you didn't believe me. Now I understand."

"Not to mention anything else, picking you up and dropping you to school every day is not a big deal! Just imagine what kind of person would pick up and drop off someone to school so hard. And they are still busy with careers."

Xia Xiaomu paused with the chopsticks hand.

Thinking about it this way, it is indeed.

At first, I thought it was to send Jing Yi to him, but later, my class time was not as good as Jing Yi, so Lu Jinghan gave Jing Yi to Li Hai, and specially picked him up and dropped him off.

From home to school, to his company, I spent more than two more hours on the road every day.

Ningning asked again: "Come on, tell me, I will analyze it for you. Have he done anything more intimate to you for living together for so long?"

"What's more intimate? Do you think it's okay to rub your head and pinch your face?"
To be continued...