I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 135 He Likes the Smell of the Teacher

Close the door.

Walking all the way back just now, she was so nervous that her hands were shaking. At that time, she was really afraid that she would not be able to hold it steadily, so the glass fell to the ground.

Jiang Chacha covered the quilt and buried her head in it. The world in her vision turned black, but her heart was still beating wildly, thumping, and it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.

She recalled the short 2 minutes just now, whether something went wrong.

She didn't turn her face to the side or show her face, at most he could see a little side of her nose. Moreover, the living room was not turned on, and the lights were dark. If Wen Huaizhi could see clearly, she would lose.

Without showing her face, she is safe for the time being, and then she only needs to think about how to leave behind his back.

This seemed to be her first sleepless night in the game.

She missed her parents and the little cat she raised.

Jiang Chacha fell asleep on her side, she squeezed her hands tightly and curled up even more.

Yu Wen was no longer there, but the faint fragrance of its owner still remained on the skirt.

A puff of smoke seemed to appear in front of her eyes, and then the puff of smoke quickly dissipated, turning into Wen Huaizhi's face.

Sure enough, it was not locked, and it was empty, and there was no one there.

Do you smell the smoke on Huaizhi...

Whenever she saw her face, she would think of what happened yesterday, and then she was too guilty to look at him.

Although he was smiling, there was no warmth in his eyes, his eyebrows were full of hostility, and he refused to give even a little bit of false tenderness.

Wen Huaizhi felt that his patience had been exhausted to the extreme.He paused while holding the pen, then slowly raised his head, smiled at her, and said in a slow and accented voice, "Vice President."

How did he take so long to wash?What the hell is he doing?
The noise of the water kept her awake, so she simply covered her ears with a pillow.

She moved so fast that it was as if a ghost was catching her behind her.

After finally staying up until noon, after eating, I still feel not full.

He dealt with one thing after another with a deadpan face.

Because the president who has always been gentle and considerate has become very abnormal, the entire student union is worried and wonders if something happened to his family.

Even if his mother wants to enter his bedroom, she has to think twice, because she knows that he has a serious cleanliness habit, and she is afraid of affecting his mood.

She quickly changed back into her clothes, put on her shoes, didn't even wash up, put on her hat and mask, pushed open the door furtively, ran to the living room to pick up her bag, opened the door, and rushed out go out.

He reached out to touch it.

Wen Huaizhi glanced at him, his attitude was very bad, and he refused people for thousands of miles, "No need."

Back to Qiu Huating, it has been a long time.

The drainage system in the urban area is very good, so it does not affect the traffic.

After returning home, he explained today's homework to his mother, and then had dinner with his mother, Wen Huaizhi returned to the bedroom and stayed alone.

Before coming to the student union, Jiang Chacha went to the supermarket and bought two rice balls.

The clean and tidy bed didn't even have creases on the sheets left by someone sleeping in it, and it was as quiet as if no one had ever lived in it.

He got up early and chose breakfast for her himself.

She finally understood why Minister Zhang's expression was so uneasy at that time...

He glanced at her indifferently, then he pulled out the chair and sat down straight away.

After sitting in the president's office, she couldn't wait any longer, so she opened the transparent packaging bag and started to bite.

Jiang Chacha took another bite of the rice ball and gave him a strange look.

Jiang Chacha quickly got a taxi, got in the car, and looked at the high-end hotel that was getting closer and closer to her in the rearview mirror, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Before falling asleep, she seemed to smell a faint smell of smoke from her hair or nightgown, and she didn't know when it got on her body.

Wen Huaizhi was sitting across from her at work with a gloomy face like this, she was also afraid! !
Although she usually likes to compete against him, today's Jiang Chacha is very sensible, she eats her own rice balls in a law-abiding manner, and definitely does not provoke today's honorable chairman.

It is a seaweed rice ball, which is filled with meat floss and ham, and sprinkled with sesame seeds.

When the student union members came over to ask, his gloomy face eased a little, and he evoked a faint smile, "I'm fine, don't worry."

No wonder when I entered the student union just now, as soon as I got out of the elevator, Minister Zhang ran over to remind her in a low voice that the president was not in a good mood today, and told her not to mess with him.

He was sitting in the car, and usually his shirt buttons were fastened meticulously. At this moment, he stretched out his thin and slender fingers, and unbuttoned the first dark gold button of the shirt.

Look, these scholars, even if they are very angry, they must be trained to say "please".

Jiang Chacha was discouraged, and she quickly clarified herself: "I'm already very quiet..."

He almost said that the quintessence of the country was "fucked".

After school, he didn't stay in the student union for long, and went home by private car.

As soon as she heard the underworld wake-up ringtone on her cell phone, Jiang Chacha rarely pressed it this time and continued to stay in bed. She just woke up, thinking of what happened last night, she jumped out of bed as if possessed by a ghost.

There was still a grain of rice sticking to her mouth, probably because she was enjoying the delicious food, so she also looked dumbfounded, and she blinked at him unpreparedly.

But in Wen Huaizhi's case, they all look like "no IQ".

He walked to the closet, and one shirt after another was pushed away. In the corner, there was a delicate lace nightgown hanging quietly, with thin white suspenders hanging on the hanger. When he saw it, he couldn't help but think of her. That cold white slender shoulder.

He paused with his fingers, the corners of his smiling mouth gradually drooped, and then straightened. He stretched out his hand and pushed open the door.

Because she had to go to class, Jiang Chacha took the time to wash up, put on makeup, and change into her uniform. She was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat.

Jiang Chacha looked at him.

She kept her eyes open, and she didn't know how long it had passed before her consciousness gradually became hazy.

She frowned, didn't he take a bath long ago?

In the long dark night, she couldn't sleep either. She lay on her side with her head resting on the pillow, listening to the sound of water quietly.

It really wasn't raining outside.

Wen Huaizhi is a perfectionist, and he especially cares about his president's personality, no matter whether he hates her or not, he will always play tricks with her, pretending to be false.When he usually entered the office, he would greet her with a smile, although it made her sick to the point of goosebumps every time.

His state today is completely wrong.There was no usual gentle smile on his face, but a gloomy face, as if telling everyone that he was in a bad mood today.

Is he a little too perfunctory today?
Why, such a self-disciplined president, will there be times when he wants to make a bad day?

"..."

Then he watched Jiang Chacha's face show a happy expression in the next second, and became more silent.

delicious!
When Wen Huaizhi opened the door and walked in, he walked to the desk, and saw Jiang Chacha, like a squirrel eating something, holding a seaweed rice ball in his hand, and his cheeks were bulging because they were stuffed.

There was no one around, and when he calmed down, he remembered what happened in the morning.

only……

If she hadn't sent him a text message to leave first after she left, if it hadn't been for the puddles on the ground outside and the wet rain on the glass windows, Wen Huaizhi might have felt that the soft and light figure last night was just a dream.

The sound of her opening the drink bottle, drinking water, putting down the bottle, and crumpling the plastic wrapping bag and throwing it into the trash can.

This kind of Wen Huaizhi is indeed scary.

She continued to observe him secretly.

Her eyebrows stretched, and she slowly fell asleep.

He ignored her and continued to work.

but.

But after waiting for a long time, she still didn't appear. He found something was wrong, so he walked to her room, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door with his knuckles. He asked, "Teacher?"

Ginger Chacha was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock in the morning.

She glanced at the rice ball with a very painful expression, finally gritted her teeth, pretending to be generous and said: "President, this rice ball is delicious, in order to express my apology, I will give this rice ball to you!"

Wen Huaizhi's eyes were cold, and when he didn't want to say another word of nonsense to her, he saw her stretch out her hand carefully, and in her hand lay a rice ball with a little unpacked bag.

This is the alarm clock she set last night.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the transparent wrapping paper rubbing against each other appeared again.

In fact, in the middle of the night, it hadn't rained for a long time, and the typhoon deviated and did not pass through here. However, there will still be light to moderate rain in some parts of the city.

However, there are always some strange sounds in the office.

Wen Huaizhi was upset, so he could only use work to numb himself.

"Can you please keep your voice down?"

It sounded like a shower.

If others saw it, they might think it was cute.

His bedroom is clean, and he usually takes care of it himself without the help of others.

Even so, he was so annoyed that he still felt breathless.

"Then I'll be quieter..."

Consciousness became more chaotic, eyelids became heavier, and Jiang Chacha finally closed her eyes.

She was very sleepy, but her nerves were tense all the time. She moved her head and buried her exposed eyes under the blanket.

No one responded.

The sound of water came from the presidential room next door.

After the typhoon, the air is humid and refreshing.

The sound of water is too long, right?

It's a pity that the fragrance won't last long, and it may fade away completely in a day or two.

Smell is sometimes more impressive than sight.

When you smell a scent, you will magically wake up the relevant memory. You can clearly recall the gentle fine lines of her eyes laughing at that time, her slender fingers that were white and powdery, and the way she looked at you. Eyes, the scene at that time reappears one by one, this is the Proust effect.

And he recalled last night, when the world was silent, raindrops were dripping on the leaves, and the cold moonlight shone into the living room, and he saw the artwork-like curves of the body under the white suspender skirt.

(End of this chapter)