His warm palms pressed tightly against her back, and his soft lips kissed the top of her hair, which smelled strongly of hair dye.
"Teacher Pei, you smell so good?" Cheng Ningyou held Pei Mochen's waist with both hands and rubbed her face, which was covered with a thick layer of powder, on Pei Mochen's white shirt. The perfume on his body smelled really good.
It smells very good.
But I always smell it when I don't mean to. I want to smell it carefully but I can't smell it anymore.
Her mouth accidentally left several lipstick marks on his white shirt. She lowered her eyes and glanced at Jieyu, pouted her pink lips and said with an apologetic expression, "Teacher Pei, your clothes are dirty."
Pei Mochen lowered his eyes and looked at the slender scar at the corner of Cheng Ningyou's eye. He touched it gently with his fingers, carefully feeling and tapping the bumps.
His fingers moved to the scar on her forehead that was covered by the curtain, and when she lifted the curtain, the scar was five centimeters long.
My heart hurts as if it had been cut by thousands of knives. Looking at the familiar big eyes in front of me, I can still see to the end with such clarity.
Only her eyes were unfamiliar. She was as smart as him. He took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Zhang Mofei, don't you remember me?"
If she didn't remember him, how could she push him away when she saw him? How could she not look for him for five years?
Cheng Ningyou raised his head and looked at Pei Mochen's handsome face. He was about the same appearance as Cheng Shenke, but his dark eyes made people look into them without even looking at them. They were very deep.
A pair of small hands tightly grasped the back of Pei Mochen's shirt. His enthusiasm didn't seem to be for her? Who is Zhang Mofei?
"Teacher Pei, who is Zhang Mofei?"
Pei Mochen was startled when he heard this, and held up Cheng Ningyou's face with both hands. Even though she was wearing heavy makeup, she still gave people a pure and pure feeling, not disgusting at all.
"Didn't you see that I posted so many missing persons notices in country Z? Why didn't you come back earlier? Zhang Mofei, did you turn up like this to see if I could recognize you?"
As smart as he was, Zhang Mofei's unfamiliar eyes made him feel uneasy, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. She had no reason to push him away, and no reason not to look for him for five years.
'I can ignore the whole world, but I can't ignore him...'
Her past words echoed in my ears.
The siren kept blaring, and four security guards rushed to the scene quickly. They held electric batons in their hands. When they saw Pei Moden, the four of them stopped in unison.
"Teacher Pei."
Pei Mochen took Cheng Ningyou's hand, stretched out the other hand, and entered the password to open the door with her long white fingers.
'098765' Cheng Ningyou followed the numbers pressed by Pei Mochen and read out the password for the security door of the principal's office.
After she finished reading, she raised her hand and patted her forehead vigorously, "Oh, I just tried three, but I didn't expect to start from big to small."
"But it's still the same as what I thought. The simpler numbers are often the most secure passwords."
Pei Mochen tightened her hands a little after hearing this. It turned out that the three passwords she just entered were based on this principle.
He led her into the principal's office and slammed the door.
The spacious and bright principal's office is decorated in a simple style, with a white desk, two computers on the desk, and white bookcases. The whole office feels lifeless, and there is no warmth at all.
Fortunately, there is an entire wall of windows that lets in enough sunlight.
Cheng Ning looked around the principal's office with worried eyes, and finally his eyes fell on the open computer screen on the desk.
