Quickly wear the bad woman and get married and have a baby

The man with small eyes ran away, leaving Yan Jiu and Jiang Feng standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Jiang Feng's eyes were wandering, his face was full of uneasiness and anxiety, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he didn't know what to say for a long time.

He subconsciously moved his feet and wanted to run.

Jiang Feng had just turned around and hadn't fully lifted one foot when Yan Jiu reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Class is about to start, go sit down quickly."

Jiang Feng's body froze instantly. The urge deep in his heart to turn around and hug Yan Jiu tightly in his arms surged like a surging tide, but he could only endure it desperately.

His hands were clenched into fists, his nails almost digging into his palms, and his body seemed extremely stiff.

They followed Yan Jiu hand in hand and walked to the last row and sat down.

During this class, Jiang Feng's heart was like a tangled mess, and his thoughts were in a mess.

My eyes always involuntarily drifted towards Yan Jiu's exquisite profile, and my heart felt both sour and sweet.

My ears seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, blocking out all external sounds. I couldn't hear what the professor was saying at the podium with such passion and enthusiasm.

Yan Jiu's every frown and smile kept appearing in Jiang Feng's mind. He had clearly decided not to have any contact with a fickle woman like her.

But when he saw her being bullied by other men, he couldn't help but help her.

How can he be so mean?

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Yan Jiu quickly packed up the books on the desk and walked out of the classroom without calling Jiang Feng again.

However, Jiang Feng followed her closely like a shadow.

Yan Jiu seemed to sense something, turned around, looked at him with a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Jiang Feng's eyes were fixed on Yan Jiu, and his tone was a little anxious: "Why are you holding my hand?"

A faint smile appeared on Yan Jiu's face, and he said softly, "Thank you for helping me."

Jiang Feng's expression instantly turned cold, his brows furrowed, and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction: "Isn't your thank you too simple?"

Yan Jiu was slightly startled: "I originally wanted to treat you to a meal, but my father was discharged from the hospital today, and I have to go to the hospital. I'll treat you another day."

After saying that, Yan Jiu raised his hand and waved to stop a taxi on the side of the road.

Jiang Feng was stunned at first, then he took a big step forward, stretched out his right arm, and blocked Yan Jiu's raised hand.

His palm was large and powerful, and his fingers tightly grasped Yan Jiu's slender wrist, as if he was afraid that she would leave immediately if he let go.

Jiang Feng leaned forward slightly, looking straight at Yan Jiu with an irresistible aura and said, "I'll take you there."

Yan Jiu wanted to pull his hand back, but he couldn't.

She looked at Jiang Feng helplessly and said, "I'll let you go, but you need to let me go first."

Jiang Feng acted like a spoiled child and held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

"Come with me to the parking lot."

Yan Jiu was slightly startled, but finally nodded and replied softly: "...Yeah."

After taking two steps, two students came towards them.

Yan Jiu hurriedly pulled Jiang Feng aside. She whispered, "Let's take the side road so no one can see us."

Jiang Feng looked at her angrily, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

He felt that Yan Jiu treated him as a shameful person, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Gnashing his teeth, he said to Yan Jiu, "Yan Jiu, what do you take me for?"

Yan Jiu rolled his eyes at him unhappily.

"Who told you to hold my hand?"