She chuckled, so lazy and seductive, she was able to do it with ease, and whispered: "You are testing me."
The two of them, one up and one down.
Mo Qing's leaning movement brought her very close to Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke raised his eyes and stopped at her face. Her skin was white, her lips were red, her eyebrows were lazy, and there seemed to be something hidden in her dark eyes. It was obscure and mysterious, like thousands of threads, pulling at him.
After that, Jiang Ke's eyes brushed over her long neck and collarbone, past her slender waist and long legs, all the way down to her feet.
Her toes lightly touched his knees, but they seemed to weigh a thousand pounds.
Jiang Ke admitted frankly: "Yes."
Mo Qing was very interested: "Is there any conclusion?"
"No."
Jiang Ke still didn't believe Mo Qing's statement.
"oh."
Mo Qing leaned back slightly, put his feet back, and got off the desk.
She turned sideways, stretched out her index finger to touch the square head of the dancing little machine, and said slowly: "I don't mind."
"What do you want to do? I'm going to be angry."
"Bad guy. Bad guy."
"You are so pretty, why do you want to be a bad person?"
The little machine struggled and whined non-stop.
Mo Qing found it very interesting, loosened his fingers and asked Jiang Ke: "Can I dismantle it?"
Jiang Ke did not answer directly, but simply asked: "If I say no, will you not dismantle it?"
"I'll do it in the middle of the night."
Mo Qing answered very frankly and without any guilt.
"Then there's no need to ask for my opinion." Jiang Ke replied lazily, straightened his collar with one hand, and stood up from the chair.
Mo Qing suddenly smiled: "Can't you sit still?"
Jiang Ke lowered his eyes, looked at her, and after a moment said meaningfully: "Study hard and think less about other things."
Mo Qing averted her gaze in boredom, and fiddled with the small machine with her fingers. The small machine screamed in her hand, but she did not raise her head and said slowly, "Get out of here."
"Watch less costume dramas."
Jiang Ke suppressed his emotions, said a cool word, and left.
Mo Qing noticed the mobile phone on the table and reminded him: "Mobile phone."
"No privacy."
After pausing at the door, Jiang Ke opened the door and walked out.
The door was closed again.
After letting go of the small machine, Mo Qing picked up the phone. The screen lit up. There was no lock screen. He clicked on the desktop. It was clean and there was only one control software.
She studied it with interest.
*
Mo Qing stayed in the study until two o'clock in the morning, and went out to have dinner in the meantime.
At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Aunt Chen saw that the lights in the study were still on. She felt sorry for Mo Qing who was studying hard, so she specially made some supper for Mo Qing and sent it over. However, Aunt Chen who came out after sending the supper had an expression that was hard to describe.
The next morning, when Jiang Ke passed by the study, he opened the door and took a look inside.
The ground was in a mess, and the machine was reduced to parts.
Jiang Ke had a "Sure enough" expression on his face. He didn't even want to step in and closed the door directly.
*
The first attached middle school.
At noon, Mo Qing had lunch in the cafeteria. When he returned to the teaching building, he saw Song Yiyuan and Min Chang standing downstairs.
Song Yiyuan waved to her: "This way."
Mo Qing hesitated for a moment, but instead of turning a blind eye, he walked towards them.
After approaching, she asked straight to the point: "What are you doing?"
"I've found an instructor for you." Song Yiyuan looked a little excited.
Min Chang looked tired and said, "Who is it?"
"You just come with me." Song Yiyuan said mysteriously and confidently, "I guarantee that his ability is one of the best in our school."
Mo Qing and Min Chang looked at each other and had reservations about Song Yiyuan's statement.
After taking a fork in the road, Min Chang realized something was wrong: "The road we are taking is not very big, right?"
Mo Qing revealed: "In front is the Goblin canteen."
Song Yiyuan turned around, took a deep breath, and suddenly became possessed by drama, and asked them affectionately: "You don't believe me, do you?"
After a moment of silence, Mo Qing and Min Chang exchanged glances, turned around and left.
"Hey, hey, I was wrong." Song Yiyuan quickly pressed their shoulders to stop them, "Let me tell the truth, your teacher is at the canteen right now."
Mo Qing understood: "Goblin?"
Song Yiyuan was stunned: "How do you know?"
Mo Qing didn't bother to explain to him: "No need."
There is also a talkative Peng Ren at home.
"Can you please take a look at his strength for my sake?" Song Yiyuan discussed with her.
In the past, if Song Yiyuan wanted to say this, Mo Qing would definitely not pay attention. However, in the past two months, Mo Qing has clearly seen how Song Yiyuan has been a teacher.
She agreed.
Song Yiyuan immediately beamed with joy and quickly took them to the canteen.
However, when going to the canteen, he had to pass by the statue of the principal. Mo Qing glanced at it and threw a silver needle out of habit, hitting the statue between the eyebrows again.
Min Chang saw Mo Qing's movements with his own eyes, his eyelids twitched, and he suddenly realized: "I said something doesn't look right with this statue recently, so it turns out you were touching it?"
"More than that." Song Yiyuan felt tired just thinking about it, "I have developed a habit of coming here every day just to pull out the needle for Principal Yao."
Min Chang was surprised by Song Yiyuan's behavior: "You know?"
"Of course I know."
"..."
Min Chang didn't know how to complain for a while.
As a teacher, not only did you not stop the students from destroying the statue, but you also helped her clean up the mess. Is it ridiculous?
Song Yiyuan didn't explain much. With a heavy heart, he led Mo Qing and Min Chang to the canteen.
It was lunch break, and there were students in the canteen, so it was quite busy.
Goblin was collecting money. When he saw them, he was not surprised. He pointed to a few chairs at the door and said, "You guys sit down for a while. The helper I am looking for will be here shortly."
The three of them sat and waited.
After a while, Goblin took a break and came out with three bottles of drinks. He threw one bottle at them.
Mo Qing was sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and was reading a book on her mobile phone. When the drink was thrown towards her, she didn't even raise her eyelids. She raised her hand and grabbed the drink.
"Good health——"
Goblin wanted to praise him, but midway through his words, his voice suddenly stopped.
Goblin's eyes fell on Mo Qing's ankle, and when he saw the special tattoo design clearly, he felt like he was going crazy.
