Lord Xiao, your little goblin is on fire again

The wind falls.

The shade of sycamore leaves brushed across the campus path, and many students stepped down one after another.

Imperial University.

The shadow of a bicycle, the chatter of a stroll.

At this time, bursts of loud voices sounded in unison on the playground.

"Squat down!"

"stand up!"

……

Qiao Chuan, who was wearing a camouflage uniform, had a serious and tense face with tough lines.

With malicious intent in his eyes, he glanced at the training movements of the group of freshmen in front of him.

"Report something."

"Once someone is found to be disturbing, the dissolution time will be delayed for half an hour."

As the chief instructor, Qiao Chuan, the deterrent power of his words is unquestionable, he must do what he says!

But there are always girls who will be confused by his outstanding temperament and handsome face.

There were even quite a few bold girls who secretly sent him love letters to express their feelings.

In front of Qiao Chuan, the large stack of envelopes and papers was nothing but a pile of waste papers, and they were all thrown into the trash can without even looking at them.

At that time, some instructors also made jokes.

He said bluntly, "Read more books at a young age, and save some practical things for yourself."

However, there are always exceptions to everything.

night.

After the collective disbanded.

Summer's tail is still scratching people's hearts, and the sweat is sticky and annoying.

Qiao Chuan's muscular arms were covered with lines and veins, the coat he had taken off was draped lazily on his arms, and the army green vest was clinging to his upper body.

Tall and straight figure, heroic spirit.

Walking around an unoccupied corner illuminated by street lights, I suddenly saw a little girl in a cheongsam looking up at the sky. I couldn't see her face, but I heard that sweet voice coming from her mouth.

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft. Looking at the extreme spring sorrow, the sky is gloomy."

"In the afterglow of the grass and smoke. No one can rely on the meaning without words."

……

"It makes people haggard because of Yixiao."

Qiao Chuan, who wasn't supposed to stay here, didn't move until the little girl's voice faded away.

He smiled lightly at the corner of his mouth, "Liu Yong's Die Lian Hua." m.biqmgè

The sudden male voice behind him made Lu Wan'er tremble in fright, and turned around subconsciously to look.

The breeze gently blew up her skirt up to her calves, and her dazzlingly white skin hit Qiao Chuan's black eyes.

There are two people who are not close to each other, one is full of anger, and the other is flustered.

Qiao Chuan, who already had excellent night vision, clearly captured the panic hidden in the little girl's bright almond eyes due to the illumination of the street lamps.

A look of seduction.

This is how he described it in retrospect.

Lu Wan'er pursed her lips tightly and bowed slightly to him, "Sorry, I didn't know anyone would pass by here tonight..."

It was the first time he met such a polite person, Qiao Chuan also lost his words for a while.

"It's okay, you continue."

After branding this sentence, he also walked away.

Little did he know, the red thread had been quietly buried in his heart without him noticing it.

Several days passed.

The one-month military training time has slowed down to more than half.

The weather is getting cooler, and occasionally there are a few rains, as if to wash away the heat left over from summer.

"I can't hold on to the report!"

As soon as Qiao Chuan's words fell, his eyes glanced at someone pretending to be doing small tricks, and he just picked it up without saying a word, "Run 2000 meters."

The male student who dared not speak much had to go on the runway.

Just as Qiao Chuan turned around to look, he happened to meet the little girl from that night, and the corners of his mouth curled into an imperceptible arc.

It's just that Lu Wan'er, who was walking past the fence, looked like a frightened little white rabbit when his eyes collided with him, she quickly lowered her head and walked forward quickly.

Seeing this scene, Qiao Chuan watched her figure disappear before his eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

The thick eyebrows covered by the brim of the hat were raised slightly.

The changes revealed in the eyes are even more difficult for everyone to describe.

Turning his head, his face became serious again, "If you don't obey the discipline, you will all get on the runway!"

That night.

Before Qiao Chuan had time to change out of the camouflage uniform, he was called to the office by the principal, not knowing what happened.

Knocking on the office door was answered with a nudge.

As a result, his eyes were instantly attracted by the little girl sitting on the sofa.

A simple and elegant face, wrapped in a cheongsam.

The glance from top to bottom caused Qiao Chuan's Adam's apple to roll, and he pressed his fist to his lips, "Cough."

And Lu Wan'er lowered her head the moment his eyes fell, her ears were pale pink, which was very attractive.

"Come on, Qiao Chuan, sit down first."

The headmaster in a Chinese tunic got up, closed the pen, and put it lightly on the desk, "There are about ten days left for military training."

"Thinking, let the students relax after the military training report performance."

"Ms. Lu proposed to hold a farewell party."

Qiao Chuan has never been interested in this kind of literary performance, whether in the army or elsewhere.

However, when he heard the principal's last words, he was moved delicately.

"Teacher Lu?"

Knowing that the headmaster must be talking about the woman opposite, he deliberately pretended not to know, even with a little playfulness in his tone.

"Well, from the art department."

Hearing this, Qiao Chuan stood up and put his palm in front of her, "Hi, Teacher Lu, Qiao Chuan."

Out of politeness, Lu Wan'er got up and shook back, "Hello, Lu Wan'er."

The moment his hands were clasped, Qiao Chuan felt for the first time how soft a woman's palm could be.

Too soft to let go.

He was forced to let go only when he felt the little girl's slight struggle.

Whether it was intentional or not, at the moment of retreating, his fingertips lightly brushed her palm.

This action caused Lu Wan'er's drooping gaze to lift up again, catching the smile in the man's eyes, and the pink in the earlobes suddenly became thicker.

"Well, no problem."

"Teacher Lu's proposal is naturally a good one, so it's hard work for Teacher Lu."

Teacher Lu, those who didn't know thought that he was as serious as he appeared on the surface.

In fact, he is a wolf in sheep's clothing!

After Lu Wan'er left.

Only the principal and Qiao Chuan were left in the office.

"She is the daughter of Lu Zeming from the Lu family in Jiangcheng."

Speaking of this, Chen Song raised his eyes slightly, "I'll take back your kid's thoughts."

Qiao Chuan, who was pointed out, did not hide it, "Uncle Chen, Old Commander Qiao is still waiting to have a grandson."

Well, one sentence was blocked by Chen Song and he was speechless!

Old Commander Joe has been taken out, so who can say anything.

"Okay, get out now."

This meaning is self-evident.

Qiao Chuan who got up slightly hooked his lips, "Uncle Chen, the little girl just graduated?"

Thinking of her shyness, if he hadn't learned that she was a teacher today, he would have simply thought she was a college student.

Besides, where is the teacher who can be ashamed like that!

She blushed at the first glance, and was so polite.

"Just finished graduate school, when you entered school, she also just entered school."

Chen Song knew what he was thinking in his heart, and added, "Take care of your feelings."

Not much to say, let's stop there.

Qiao Chuan, who couldn't hide his smile, nodded, "That's natural."

The moment he closed the office door, he saw the little girl standing outside without leaving.

Lu Wan'er habitually moved a few steps to the right, letting him go first.

Qiao Chuan, who was quick to respond, also pretended to move subconsciously.

After a few times, the two always confronted each other repeatedly, but the distance between them was drawn closer invisibly.

Seeing that the two were about to stick together, Lu Wan'er hurriedly raised her hand to put it between them.

The pure and bright almond eyes looked up, "I won't move, you go first."