Chapter 1865 Feeling like I've Bewitched
She didn't bring any books, she just wanted to find a reason to approach him...

Ever since seeing him drunk that night, Feng Mian felt like she was possessed by a demon, and couldn't help but want to peep at this man to see what he was doing.

"Professor Naxin, I'm leaving first."

"Have you had dinner, Feng?"

Unexpectedly, he would ask such a question suddenly, Feng Mian was stunned for two seconds, and quickly replied: "Not yet."

At this time, it is a fool to say that I have already eaten it!
Knowing that she hadn't eaten yet, Xin Lu stepped back slightly to make way: "My friend and I are eating hot pot, do you want to join us?"

The last time Fengmian saw the scene of him meeting Xinya, he never had a chance to test the other party's purpose, and today was just right.

Hearing that he was eating hot pot with his friends, Feng Mian couldn't help but think of the one he saw last time when he was drunk, shouldn't he?
After entering the room, she saw Yan He, she pursed her lips, and sat down on the empty seat with a straight face.

The other party asked curiously: "Xin Lu, who is she?"

"Oh, my student came to return the book, and it happened that he hadn't eaten yet."

Hearing this, Yan He looked at the other party calmly, and seeing that she was also looking at him, he cleared his throat and said, "You are still as kind-hearted as you were back then, knowing that others have not eaten, so you take it home."

It means that Fengmian is not special, Xin Lu is such a character.

She pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes suddenly fell on the mobile phone at the other side's hand. If she remembered correctly, it should belong to Professor Xin, right?

Was he just watching?

Noticing her gaze, Yan He felt that this girl was a bit special, and said with great interest, "My little friend, is your Professor Xin very popular in college?"

kid……

These three words made people uncomfortable, Fengmian said lightly: "Compared to uncle, the professor is indeed more popular."

Still a prickly person, Yan He raised the corner of his mouth, but there was no warmth in his eyes: "Xin Lu was more popular than me when he was young, that's true."

"What are you talking about?"

Xin Lu went to help Feng Mian get the bowls and chopsticks, and just turned back, seeing that the atmosphere between the two was not right, he asked curiously.

Although the conversation between the two of them was thorny a moment ago, when they faced Xin Lu, they tacitly withdrew their edge.Yan He said: "It's nothing, let's sit down and eat together."

After saying that, he returned the mobile phone next to him: "You are no different from when you were young, so it makes people jealous."

"I'm old, how could it be okay?"

"If there is a difference, you can still be so popular in Longcheng University?" When he said this, he looked at Fengmian with a smile in his eyes.

she:"……"

Xin Lu's eyes showed embarrassment: "Stop talking nonsense, eat quickly."

"Hahaha, good!"

After dinner, Yan He asked the driver to take him away. Feng Mian and Xin Lu stood in front of the dormitory and watched the black Mercedes leave. She pursed her lips and turned her eyes to the middle-aged man beside her: "Professor."

"Huh? It's late, so Feng should go back early."

She doesn't want to say goodbye, okay?Feng Mian is not an impulsive person, she knows that her friendship with Xin Lu is far from that of Yan Heshen, and she dare not rashly speak ill of him.

"Professor Xin, do you remember the last time you got drunk?"

Xin Lu was slightly stunned: "How do you know I was drunk?"

Because of that hangover, he still dare not touch alcohol, for fear of accidentally revealing the secret.

Knowing that he has no impression at all, otherwise he would not be so calm when facing himself, Feng Mian cleared his throat and said, "That night... I took care of you."

Surprised!Xin Lu repeated in disbelief: "You take care of me??"

(End of this chapter)

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