The Evolution of Little Milk Dog

Liao Han stood on the podium explaining the paper, turning around to draw geometric pictures on the blackboard while speaking.

He tried his best to ignore He Xilai's presumptuous gaze.

Liao Han's chalk stopped suddenly.

The sight lingered on his waist like a substance, not so much his waist, he turned around and threw a chalk tip at He Xilai, the roots of his ears were reddish under his hair, and said lightly, "Look at the question."

It would be more appropriate to say "buttocks".

He Xilai obediently let out a groan, puffed out his cheeks and looked down at the question aggrievedly.

Hooligans.

He pointed to the graphics on the blackboard and began to explain.

"Okay, this is the end of this class first, and the rest will be in the next class. If you don't understand, you can ask in my office after class."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the papers on the table and walked out the door, He Xilai followed and stood up.

He glanced at He Xilai, who smiled shyly, "Teacher, I don't understand something."

Liao Han's brows suddenly wrinkled into a big pimple.

No other teachers in the office were there.

There are a total of four teachers in this office, and the course arrangements are different. It is estimated that some of them have not yet come to class in the afternoon.

Liao Han threw the paper on the table, leaned back into the chair, and said lazily.

"Tell me, I don't understand anything."

He Xilai slowly came over and spread the papers on the table.

Liao Han looked at the paper. He Xilai's grades were very good, especially in mathematics. There were basically no mistakes in the whole paper.

He waited for a long time and didn't see He Xilai answering. He looked up at him suspiciously, and He Xilai suddenly leaned over and kissed him on the cheek while he looked up.

Liao Han felt his face was pecked by something soft.

He Xilai looked at Liao Han's blushing eyes and replied obediently: "I don't know what it feels like to kiss the teacher's face."

Liao Han's face turned dark at the time, and he said angrily, "Nonsense."

He, a man who was about to run three times, was actually molested by a 17-year-old kid.

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

Liao Han quickly stood up and distanced himself from He Xilai: "Who is it?"

Teacher Li opened the door and walked in, greeted with a smile, "Ms. Liao." She glanced at He Xilai, "Xialai is here too."

Liao Han laughed a little distractedly: "Why is Teacher Li coming here when you are free?"

He didn't wear glasses, and such a loose smile gave that ordinary face a kind of... sexy.

It is the kind of unrestrained and uninhibited sexiness unique to men approaching middle age.

Teacher Li's face turned red immediately, and he stammered, "Ah, I, I'm here to thank Teacher Liao for helping me earlier."

With a dark face, He Xilai inserted himself between the two of them, and said aggrievedly, "Teacher, you haven't explained that question to me just now."

Dare you mention it?

Liao Han gave He Xilai a hard look from an angle that Teacher Li couldn't see, "Go back first, Teacher and Teacher Li have something to say."

He Xilai stood still, and Teacher Li gave him a strange look.

Liao Han said again: "He Xilai."

He Xilai moved, took the paper on the table and left.

When he walked to the door, he heard Mr. Li saying that he would invite Liao Han to dinner on the weekend.

He Xilai clenched the paper in his hand.

He stood at the door for a long time, but could only make out a few vague words.

"He Xilai? Why are you standing at the door? Why don't you go in if you want to find Teacher Liao?"

"Ah, Teacher Sun, I just came out after asking the question, so I'm going back now." He hurriedly explained and left.

Teacher Sun looked at his back strangely, "What's wrong with this kid?"

Just as he was wondering, the office door behind him rang suddenly, and the geography teacher, Ms. Li, came out. She saw Mr. Sun smiling.

"Teacher Sun."

"Hey, Teacher Li came to see Teacher Liao. I saw He Xi coming just now. Teacher Liao is really busy."

His words were sour, Teacher Li showed a bit of embarrassment on his face, and said: "Mr. Sun, I have to leave beforehand. See you next time, Mr. Sun."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly left without looking at Teacher Sun's reaction.

Liao Han arrived at the place he had agreed with Mr. Li 15 minutes earlier, but he did not expect that Mr. Li had already arrived.

He waved from afar and said, "Ms. Li came so early, when did you arrive?"

Since it was already late, he was not in a hurry for these few steps. He did not rush to run over, but kept his original pace.

Li Xinran smiled shyly: "I've just arrived, anyway, I have nothing to do at home, so I came out first."

Liao Han smiled politely and apologetically: "Ms. Li has been waiting for a long time."

Li Xinran waved her hands again and again: "No, I came early. Teacher Liao should call me Xinran. Teacher Li sounds a bit awkward." She brushed her hair shyly.

Liao Han nodded: "Okay, Xinran."

Li Xinran shook her fingertips, her cheeks were bright red.

Liao Han's voice is low and full of magnetism, and when he whispers his name with a smile, it seems to be whispering love words in someone's ear.

Li Xinran insisted calmly and suggested: "Since we all came earlier, let's go around, anyway, we are sitting in the store now."

Liao Han didn't care: "Okay."

Li Xinran and Liao Han walked side by side, she quietly leaned towards Liao Han's direction, her arm brushed against Liao Han's arm vaguely.

Liao Han casually looked at the surrounding shops, not noticing her small movements.

Li Xinran bent the corner of her mouth.

Liao Han said casually, "What do you think of these children?"

Li Xinran was a little nervous: "The children are all very well, it's because my teaching method is not good."

She lowered her head in frustration.

Liao Han smiled comfortingly: "I am glad you don't have to do this, it's inevitable for the first time."

Li Xinran's reaction was what he expected, or that's why he agreed to have dinner with her.

He began to make suggestions in a low voice, from how the courseware should be done to enlivening the classroom atmosphere and establishing dignity, Li Xinran nodded repeatedly with an educated face.

Liao Han said a few words, "I'm sorry, I was out to play, and now I'm talking about school."

This kind of thing can't be done quickly, at least let her have a consciousness first.

Li Xinran: "No, no," she seemed to be anxious to explain, and subconsciously grabbed Liao Han's arm.

"teacher!"

Li Xinran was startled, she immediately withdrew her hand, and turned her head to look in the direction of the voice.

Liao Han frowned and said, "He Xilai? Why are you here?"

He Xilai panted, "I, ha, passing by."

Li Xinran was silent, he was sweating profusely and out of breath, it didn't look like he was passing by.

Liao Han obviously didn't believe it either, and looked at He Xilai with no expression on his back, bending over with his hands on his knees, panting.

Li Xinran naturally restrained herself a lot in front of the students, and stood upright one step away from Liao Han.

He Xilai glanced at her secretly, straightened up and managed to breathe smoothly, and smiled obediently: "You lied to the teacher, I came after the person I like."

The expression on Liao Han's face changed slightly, and sure enough, He Xilai continued: "Teacher, did you see a tall man wearing black jeans..."

"He Xilai." Liao Han interrupted.

He looked at He Xilai and said calmly: "I saw it," he said, stretching out his hand to take He Xilai's arm, "I'll take you there."

He took He Xilai and strode away, and waved his back to Li Xinran: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I'll take a step first, and we will make an appointment next time."

He Xilai pouted secretly.

Where is the next time, stop dreaming.