Li Nanheng smiled half-smilingly, and said in a light voice: "The reason you didn't ask anyone to kick me out is because you were afraid they would get hurt?"
Feng Ling: "..."
"What on earth do you want to do?"
"Waiting for you to take me in."
"Do you still need me to take in a person like you? Even if I take you in, the result will be the same. There will never be any possibility between you and me!" Feng Ling had already made his words clear enough.
Li Nanheng nodded solemnly: "Then it's just a simple accommodation. If I don't seduce you, I will be your assistant very honestly. How about that?"
Feng Ling: "..."
This man has the words "trapped" written in big letters on his forehead.
She raised her hand to touch her forehead, closed her eyes, and finally took out a business card from the drawer and threw it in front of him with an expressionless expression: "I won't accept you until you die. If you insist on doing this, Myself, the KTV next door is recruiting waiters, and I think your image in all aspects meets their standards."
Li Nanheng sat still, looking at the business card she threw in front of him, and glanced at her with doubtful eyes.
Feng Ling helped him clear up his doubts: "This is the KTV boss's phone number."
Li Nan glanced at her with a hint of danger.
Feng Ling didn't want to pay attention to him anymore, stood up directly, passed by him with a cold face, turned around and entered the classroom without looking back.
…
At 4 p.m., Chen Beiqing will come over for the afternoon class.
In order to avoid Li Nanheng, Feng Ling didn't leave the classroom for the whole afternoon, and she didn't bother to ask him if he was leaving. Anyway, she didn't have much energy now, so she just kept sitting in the classroom waiting for the next class of students to come.
When Chen Beiqing walked into the classroom, he happened to see Feng Ling handing the empty cup to a student and asking the student to help her go out and bring back a cup of hot water.
He looked outside for a few times and then walked in: "You haven't recovered from your illness yet and you came to work?"
Feng Ling glanced at him and didn't respond. She just said thank you when the student brought the water glass back to her, and then put it aside.
Chen Beiqing came over and was about to reach out and touch her forehead when Feng Ling turned away and looked at him again: "What are you doing?"
Chen Beiqing's hand paused in mid-air, and he realized that her cold temper was really resistant to even being touched on her forehead by him, so he had to put his hand down: "I want to see if you have a fever, because you He looks very bad."
"It's just a cold, it's not that serious. I'll go to class with them on time. You're all very skilled in your movements. Just do as I say." Feng Ling said, looking outside again, and saw other students coming one after another. They were all here, so they didn't say much. However, when Chen Beiqing turned around and was about to go to class, Feng Ling remembered the bowl of ginger soup he specially sent. She seemed to be too indifferent. Added: "Thank you for the bowl of ginger soup before."
This is probably the first time he has heard her speak to him actively since he has been pursuing her for so long, and it is also the first time he has heard her tone that is not so harsh and cold.
Chen Beiqing looked back at her and immediately curled his lips. He was about to speak when he heard the second half of Feng Ling's sentence: "But please don't go to my house again. I don't like other people to go to my house." I don’t want to be disturbed, and I don’t like having my private life touched at too close a distance by unfamiliar people.”
Chen Beiqing looked at her for a while, then suddenly stopped standing there, with his hands hanging on both sides of his body. After a moment, he pushed his tongue hard into the left cheek, suddenly turned around, leaned over and put his hands directly on her. After pressing it against the wall behind her, Feng Ling was still sitting there leaning against the wall. His move caught her off guard and she didn't react for a moment. When she did, she was already trapped by Chen, whom she had always regarded as a student. .
Her eyes paused for a moment, then turned cold: "What are you doing? Class is about to begin, what do you look like..."
"What's wrong with me? I've been pursuing you for so long. But for more than a year now, I haven't even gotten a smile from you. You have a cold. I have to go to your address and deliver a bowl to you. After Jiang Tang passed by, not only did you not let me come in and sit for a while, but I got your resentment. Tell me, what on earth am I going to do?"
Although the man in front of me was only in his early twenties and an international student, his gentleness was mixed with some displeasure and obvious resentment at this moment. His eyes were so close because of the distance he lowered himself. Looking at her, staring straight into her always cold and unwarm eyes: "It was you in the parking lot, and suddenly you appeared in front of me, and you jumped directly into my world. I couldn't control my growing love for you. I like it, but I also try hard to pursue it slowly and not to annoy you. Why, just a bowl of ginger soup. Are you afraid of others coming into your life too forcefully, or are you resisting? What? I feel that it is not just me that you are resisting, but that you have completely trapped yourself in a very small corner, refusing anyone to come close to your heart. Have you been hurt in any way? Can't you tell me? Do you have to hold it in like this?”
Feng Ling didn't expect that someone who had always been gentle and polite to her, and wouldn't push too hard even if she didn't accept the flowers he sent her, would suddenly turn around, which really shocked her.
At the same time, before she could recover from the shock and before she could push him away, the classroom door suddenly opened again.
"Ah Ling, this Mr. Li..." The boss walked in with a flattering look on his face. He originally wanted to discuss something with Feng Ling, but when he saw this scene as soon as he came in, his eyebrows twitched twice and he choked on his words. In the mouth.
The man who walked in behind the owner of the martial arts gym was tall and straight. He had already put on the same coach-specific martial arts gym clothes as Feng Ling. His stern eyebrows became even more stern when he saw the scene inside, and his black eyes were deep and dark. He looked coldly at the woman who was almost forced to be imprisoned against the wall.
When Li Nanheng's eyes met, Feng Ling's expression suddenly froze. When he saw the clothes on his body again, he seemed to understand something and stared directly at the boss: "Boss, you..."
The owner of the martial arts gym was a little embarrassed and flattering and said: "I see that you work too hard at ordinary times. No, you are so tired that you are sick. I have always planned to find an assistant for you. It just so happens that Mr. Li is very skilled and takes the initiative. Apply to be an assistant coach and let him follow you from now on."
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Does Li Nanheng still need to apply? Opening a martial arts gym is all about doing business and making money. I don’t know how much money Li Nanheng spent to get in. The boss had such a troubled expression. He knew that she would definitely not agree, but he still brought this bastard in!
Feng Ling had a cold face and was about to speak when his chin was suddenly pinched by Chen Beiqing and turned away!