In Xie Yan's impression, Lin Er is the brave and fearless little wolf cub. He is not afraid of heaven or earth. He is so wild. What else can she go to school? She should pack up her luggage and carry her little schoolbag to be a female killer.

But now he suddenly realized that the female killer seemed to have a weakness.

Lin Er looked at Xie Yan slightly and licked the corners of his lips unconsciously. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, another thunder roar outside the window, her expression suddenly froze, and what she wanted to say followed by the tip of her tongue.

The thunder seemed to pull her back to the rainy night in her memory in an instant.

The rainy night when Xia Yan left.

His fingers curled up slightly, and the fingertips began to cool down. Lin Er pressed down the rising memories and said calmly: "Don't be afraid."

Xie Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes fell on her shaking eye feathers, and his tone had a clear rhetorical meaning: "Aren't you afraid?"

As if to increase his persuasion, Lin Er focused his head with a firm expression: "If you don't want to be afraid, you won't be afraid."

Xie Yan: “…”

The little girl is the kind of person who wants the most face. She heard a saying from her mouth that it was even harder than climbing to the sky. Xie Yan didn't expose her, but just tapped her with his fingertips twice. The hint in it was full of meaning: "If you are afraid, I'll hold your brother's hand."

"..." Lin Er rolled his eyes to him, and said with great backbone, "Who is afraid of who is the grandson."

Xie Yan: “…”

A powerful sentence.

OK, very strong, but this strong point doesn't seem to be used very well.

After saying this, Lin Er no longer paid attention to him, turned his head and pretended to study the English book in front of him seriously.

After a stalemate for half a minute, Xie Yan finally announced his concession.

He turned his head and looked at her for a while, then suddenly sighed softly as if he compromised, then reached out and quietly hooked her finger hanging beside him.

"..." Lin Er was stunned and almost subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back.

She didn't expect Xie Yan to hold hands so openly in front of the teacher, but her hand was retracted twice, but instead of holding it away, Xie Yan held it tighter.

"..." Lin Er had to lower his voice and asked him, "Xie Tiantian, what are you doing?"

Can it be low-key?

This is still in the classroom, with classmates around. The head teacher Lao Chen is still correcting homework on the podium in front of him. If you are not careful, you will be seen. Although the motto of No. 9 Middle School is students' spiritual freedom, isn't it a bit too free now?

Xie Yan had no other reaction, but just raised his eyes casually. With the thunder outside the window, his tail sound fell lazily: "Grandma, I'm afraid of thunder."

“…”

The first lesson on Monday was in English.

The English teacher is a young and beautiful girl, and her education is shining with her own golden light. She studied for undergraduate, master and doctoral degree in English at a prestigious university. As soon as she graduated, she was poached by the school leadership team for a large sum of money.

Before Friday's holiday, two English test papers were handed out, and today's first class was used to teach the test papers.

The young English teacher shook his ponytail and said happily the question: "Okay, let's continue to look at the next question now. Students who did the wrong answers, please raise your hands and let me see first."
Chapter completed!