98. If you don’t leave, you will be treated as a thief
He watched Cheng Ningyou's slender figure leave his sight.
His eyes gradually became blurred and profound. He regarded this picked-up life as a treasure. It was his and Lin Wei's little sun, adding a touch of vitality and restoring a little color to their boring and gray life.
Sometimes even if I know she is doting, I don't want to correct her, I just want to see her smiling face all the time.
Cheng Ningyou arrived at the school in a luxury car. She opened the door and touched the ground with her feet in white canvas shoes first. After getting out of the car, she glanced at the school's logo and name domineeringly.
Then he shook his dyed red hair, walked quickly into the school, and walked directly to the teachers' building.
Go straight to the principal's office.
The principal's office was on the top floor of the teachers' building. When she reached the door, she was blocked by a code-locked glass door.
What would the password be? Cheng Ningyou tilted her neck and thought about it.
After thinking for a while, she reached out and pressed the six-digit number '123456'. She thought so, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
And often the simpler numbers are likely to be the most secure passwords.
The two beeps of 'Didi' and the flashing red light on the password lock told her that her brain was too simple.
It's not 123456. Cheng Ningyou frowned, holding a small leather whip in one hand and supporting his chin with the other. He fell into deep thought again, then reached out and pressed '654321' again.
Anyway, she insisted on believing that the simplest was the safest, and two beeps told her she was wrong.
She pressed '012345' again, but it was wrong again. She pressed the wrong number three times in a row. The alarm system came into effect, and the whine of the siren startled her.
He reached out and patted his chest. The expression on his face returned to calmness in an instant. He glanced around and asked, "Nima, what secrets does this principal's office hold? It's even more rigorous than the place where the country's top leader lives."
The sound of the siren was so piercing that Cheng Ningyou really wanted to whip the alarm system equipment to pieces, thinking that he would have to hang out in this school in the future, but he thought about it and held it back.
"Forget it, if you don't leave for a while, you'll be regarded as a thief."
Cheng Ningyou planned to escape before the security came. Anyway, she knew that the person who hacked her computer could enter and leave the principal's office. It wouldn't be too late to come another day.
He stuffed the small leather whip back into his bag, raised his foot and kicked the high alarm, and cursed, "Call me my sister. You are only allowed to despicably hack my computer, and I am not allowed to fight back?"
After saying that, she twisted her waist and turned around. By the time she found someone standing behind her, it was already too late because she had already fallen into that person's arms.
A faint scent of perfume entered her nose. The white shirt seemed to have been freshly ironed, and the buttons of the shirt seemed to be made of crystal, crystal clear.
She blinked her almond-shaped eyes and looked down. She saw the limited edition Prada belt, straight suit pants, and black leather shoes. This outfit alone was pleasing to the eye. Coupled with the smell of men's perfume that entered her nose just now,
She judged that he was a man of great taste.
A pair of small hands hugged her waist tightly and forgot to let go. The thick head curtain covered her little face.
Pei Mochen's thoughts were stunned at the moment when Cheng Ningyou turned around. It was like a dream. He didn't dare to move, for fear that if he moved, he would wake up from the dream. How many times had he dreamed that she suddenly came back, like just now?
She hugged.
After Cheng Ningyou admired the lower body of the man she was holding, she raised her head and raised her eyebrows. When she saw Pei Moden's face, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes.
