What was said over there, Yi Chen laughed: "Old Zhou, since when did you become a matchmaker?"
The old Zhou over there was also full of bitterness: "It's not the one from the family. Last time she came to the court to see you, she just wanted to introduce her niece to you. My old lady has no other hobbies, so she likes to be a matchmaker. But say Really, Xiao He, it's not me who speaks for my family, my old woman's niece is really good, her knowledge, looks and personality are no less than yours, do you want to think about it?"
Yi Chen smiled: "Old Zhou, don't you want me to have an extramarital affair?"
"What extramarital affair?" Lao Zhou responded slowly, "You said you were married?" After calling it out, he immediately retorted, "Stop joking, anyone can get married, but He Yichen can't. "
What to say, Yi Chen laughed.
After hanging up, Yi Chen looked at Mo Sheng who was working hard beside him.
Biting the pen again.
Bad habits that never change!
I couldn't do calculus before, so I pushed the homework to him after biting for a while, and looked at him ingratiatingly: "Yi Chen..."
Pity him, a law student who can learn calculus better than science and engineering.
"Yi Chen..." Mo Sheng couldn't really translate it, so he raised his head for help.
Ugh!
Walking to her side, he was accustomed to taking the things in her hands. "where?"
"Here, how do you translate this?"
mobilia personam sequuntur.
Movable property.
Very professional term, Latin, she would not be normal.
His breath was close, lingering in her nose. Mo Sheng suddenly remembered that they went to self-study together before, Yi Chen always said seriously, "Mo Sheng, don't sit next to me."
"Why?" That's why he came to study with him.
"It will disturb me."
A little sad, but immediately raised my hand and swore: "I promise not to talk to you, not to go out to buy snacks, not to move around..."
In the end, before she could finish speaking, Yi Chen said with a frustrated expression, "No matter how quiet you are, you will disturb me!"
what the hell! At that time, she was so angry that she took the book and ran away angrily.
However, now she seems to understand a little...
Because he didn't do anything, just stood behind her, leaned over, surrounded her with a refreshing masculinity, his hair rubbed lightly on his coat, and when she raised her head, she might touch his chin.
Her face was inexplicably hot, and he disturbed her...
And before she even realized what she was doing, she jumped up and jumped away, bumping her head into someone's chin mercilessly.
"What are you doing?" Yi Chen stroked his aching chin and was startled by her.
"Uh, I..." She couldn't say anything, her face getting redder and redder, "...I, I want to go to dinner."
After speaking, I was annoyed, what excuse, just now... I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was not half past ten.
"Now?" Yi Chen really frowned.
"Well, yes, I didn't have enough to eat in the morning." Bite the scalp and say the end.
Glancing at the mountains of work on the desk, and then looking at Mo Sheng, who was "starved" with a weird expression, Yi Chen surrendered.
It had long been known that bringing her to the office was definitely a mistake.