Chapter 78 I don't have a girlfriend but I have a wife
There was still a lot of discussion in the classroom, leaving the nagging professor behind.
"I heard that the one who grew up through communication is so handsome."
"Really? Is there our Commander Kong?"
The Kong Shao they are talking about is Qian Huang's younger brother, Di Kong Shu, one of the most popular boys in the Royal Academy, but that guy is very narcissistic.
"I don't know! I've only heard that the exchange student is very handsome, but no one has seen him yet!"
"I think there is no such thing as my Commander Kong. My Commander Kong is the most handsome man in the world."
"Who said Master Kong is yours! You are really not ashamed."
Haha! Looking at them all looking like nymphos, hey! Sure enough, wherever the handsome guys go, the nymphos will follow! Wherever there are handsome guys, there will be nymphos!
I sat there boredly. If it weren't for the title of Her Royal Highness, I would definitely be sleeping in shame.
It’s not easy to be a princess!
"Quiet..." a soprano came in from the door.
As soon as they heard the voice, they knew who the old man was. Suddenly, the more than 40 people in the class stopped talking and all returned to their seats as quickly as possible. They didn't dare to say a word and sat obediently.
"Okay, everyone must know it! There will be a transfer student in our class today! Okay, I know, everyone doesn't want me to talk nonsense, okay, I will give my time to the transfer student, haha! For everyone's convenience
To communicate, I won’t be attending class today.” As soon as the professor said these words, everyone was filled with joy.
The professor looked at the door awkwardly and left helplessly.
I didn’t expect this professor to be so talkative today!
Who is this exchange student?
I couldn't help but become curious, and involuntarily shifted my gaze to the door.
"I understand, Professor, please." A gentle voice came from outside the door.
This voice...
The students in the class held their breath, focused all their energy on their eyes, and stared in the direction of the door.
A figure walked into the classroom, and the students' eyes followed the figure.
It's him……
I looked at the podium in disbelief.
"Hello everyone, I am Liu Yunyi, a student from West Germany University in St. Orland. I am very happy to come to your school to study and exchange." He said with a smile, not forgetting to bow to everyone.
It's really him, he has changed, he has become more handsome than before, and it feels like he has become more cheerful, and the smile on his face exudes the charm of a mature man from time to time.
He changed because of her! It was Little Sugarcane that changed him!
"Wow! He is so handsome! He is almost comparable to our flight attendant!"
"Master Yun, do you have a girlfriend?" A bold girl asked loudly.
Mr. Yun, haha! His charm cannot be ignored! He was respected as Mr. Yun as soon as he arrived.
How could he not have a girlfriend? These nymphomaniacs must be sad again.
"I don't have a girlfriend yet!" He said with a smile on the podium. With his smile, the nymphomaniac underneath who had no strong self-control had already fainted with joy.
How could it be possible without a girlfriend? I looked at him in disbelief and found that he was also looking at me, with elements in his eyes that I couldn't understand.
A corner of my heart hit me.
"Haha! I don't have a girlfriend, but I already have a wife! So don't fall in love with me! Otherwise, you will be sad." As soon as he said these words, a large piece of his body was filled with sadness.
What am I still expecting? They are already married. I couldn't help but sink my face and put my head on the table.
It has been 5 years and I miss him all the time. I once regretted leaving him. I once wanted to run back and tell him that I liked him and that I loved him. However, I still can't let go of Xiaoye's death. I don't dare to go back.
What scares me is knowing that he is with Little Sugarcane.
Haha! It turns out that things really happened. I was the one who gave up on him back then. What else could I expect?