After school, Ye Haoran and Fang Hui pushed their bicycles towards the outside of the school. Lin Jiamo did not come out and was still cleaning in the class.
Lin Jiamo complained about Ye Haoran not waiting for her to go with him. Unfortunately, the two of them were not on the same road, so there was no point in waiting for her.
As soon as I arrived at the school gate, I happened to meet Teacher Hou.
Ye Haoran looked over and saw that Teacher Hou had obviously sped up. He didn't know whether he was hiding from someone or just in a hurry.
"Teacher Hou!"
Ye Haoran shouted from behind, but Fang Hui subconsciously distanced himself from Ye Haoran.
"Huh? Oh, it's Ye Haoran, what's the matter?"
Teacher Hou stopped as if nothing had happened, looked at Ye Haoran who was walking over and asked softly.
After walking in, Ye Haoran seemed to hear the sound of Teacher Hou grinding his molars.
Looking at Ye Haoran's smiling face, Teacher Hou took two deep breaths.
'I'm a teacher, stay kind and can't hit him,
Ye Haoran naturally couldn't guess Teacher Hou's mental activities. He approached and said with a smile: "Teacher Hou, you have only solved half of the problems you solved for me. I will go to you when I have time, and I have to ask you to help me explain."
"..."
Looking at Ye Haoran, Teacher Hou always felt that he had something else in mind.
As a qualified people's teacher, Teacher Hou showed an easy-going smile and said: "Okay, as long as you want to learn, you can come to me at any time."
He added inexplicably: "When there are no classes at school."
Teacher Hou is a teacher who has just graduated from college and started teaching classes a few years ago. She has a clean and tidy face and a slender figure. It is mainly because the aura given to her by the classroom enhances her overall sense.
Wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and pencil pants, you look like a serious person at first glance.
Ye Haoran's sizing eyes happened to be caught by Teacher Hou. He pushed the bicycle slightly sideways and said: "After school, hurry up and go home. The teacher has to take a step in advance."
Fang Hui said goodbye obediently, and Ye Haoran just waved and said nothing more.
After watching Teacher Hou go away, he turned to Fang Hui and said, "Let's go too. Do you want to come to my house and sit down?"
Go to Ye Haoran's house?
Fang Hui shook her head like a rattle, got on her bicycle and ran out of the school gate.
She really didn't dare to go there herself, it was like a wolf's den to her.
Although the sky was bright, Ye Haoran still sent Fang Hui home. Youth is about doing meaningless things.
Not far from the community where Fang Hui's home is, the two of them stopped at the same place with a tacit understanding. Fang Hui waved and was about to leave when he was stopped by Ye Haoran.
"Is there something missing?"
Fang Hui stopped and her face turned red.
Usually Ye Haoran takes the initiative, but today Fang Hui actually takes the initiative. Fang Hui struggled for a long time, his eyes glancing at Ye Haoran's face from time to time, as if he was taking aim, and he seemed to be looking for a target.
In the end, Fang Hui still didn't twist Ye Haoran, and took the initiative to come up and prepare to tap Ye Haoran's face.
'Um! ,
When he was still 1 centimeter away from Ye Haoran's profile, Ye Haoran suddenly turned his head, and their lips touched each other.
And before giving her a chance to leave, he put a hand behind Fang Fen's head and held her down.
He didn't dare to look directly at Ye Haoran, so he could only close his eyes.
Some people say that there are two ways to close your eyes when kissing, one is to enjoy it, and the other is to be shy.
….
Fang Hui believes that she has both situations.
'Didi,
The honking of the traffic woke up Fang Hui. He quickly took a step back, wiped his mouth and asked, "Are you satisfied?"
Ye Haoran chuckled: "It's not bad, but I don't have enough time."
"Hate!"
Fang Hui pushed her bicycle and ran home without looking back. She still remembered the feeling on the tip of Ye Haoran's tongue until she opened the door.
It's amazing, indescribable.
Fang Hui couldn't even find the words to express that feeling, so she could only reply silently in her heart.
taste.
After leaving Fang Hui's community, Ye Haoran turned a corner and went straight to the food court.
Passing by the entrance of Di Le Club, I found that the parking lot at the entrance was full of cars. It seemed that the business was not bad. There were also a row of taxis parked on the roadside. These masters were waiting wherever there was work. Smart!
After riding for a short distance, I came to a clothing store named Charlene Haute Couture.
Pushing the door open and walking in, Ye Haoran found that Xia Lin's decoration was very stylish. Half of the space was used for reception, with a sofa, coffee table and water bar. Vinyl records, tapes and some books were hung on one side of the wall, and there were two hanging under the other wall. There is a flower stand with several pots of flower plants arranged on it, giving you a sense of freshness when you enter.
It is very intuitive and gives people a sense of understanding and taste in life.
In the second half, there is a fitting room with a fitting mirror, with some clothes hung above, and a high platform, which should be where Charlene makes clothes.
Charlene was sitting on the sofa, reading a magazine. When she saw Ye Haoran come in, she stood up and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"
Ye Haoran threw his schoolbag on the sofa, sat down and asked, "Can't I come over and take a look for the money I spent?"
Of course, Xia Lin knew that Ye Haoran didn't mean that, he was just joking with her.
Sitting next to Ye Haoran, he chuckled.
"Of course you can, you are the uncle, who dares to stop you."
"It's good to know!"
Picking up a bottle of mineral water from the coffee table, Gudong Gudong took a big sip. After quenching his thirst, Ye Haoran stood up and said with a smile, "Come, measure me and make some clothes. Let me see how good your craftsmanship is."
Walking to the back in a serious manner, Charlene took out a ruler from nowhere and followed.
While measuring, I recorded it in a notebook without saying anything, very seriously.
Ye Haoran has made ready-made clothes. It can be seen from Xia Lin's measuring technique that Xia Lin has good skills. She records the distance between the armpits, the distance between the elbows and the length of the calves in very detail.
"Okay, that's it."
Charlene took back the ruler, picked up the book and looked at Ye Haoran's measurements. She found that Ye Haoran's body proportions were really good. He could make a difference even if he became a model, and he might become famous one day.
I decided to use all my abilities to make a good outfit. When I wear it on Ye Haoran, it will be an advertisement for her without having to pay advertising fees.
Pay for it with flesh!
This business is profitable and can be done!
I was thinking happily in my heart, but I didn't realize that Ye Haoran had gone to the front. I was just about to put down my notebook and follow him, but I found that Ye Haoran had come back again.
Charlene asked strangely: "What are you doing?"
Ye Haoran just smiled and said nothing. Before Xia Lin could react, she was pushed down on the workbench by Ye Haoran.
"Ah!!! No...what if I come in..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Ye Haoran say: "The store door is locked, no one will come in!"
Only then did Xia Lin know what Ye Haoran had just gone to the front to do. After a long time of fuss, he went to lock the door.
Charlene felt chilly as her long skirt was turned up.
The school uniform Ye Haoran wears does not require a belt. The waist is elastic, which is very convenient.
Looking at Xia Lin lying on the workbench, Ye Haoran chuckled. Playing at home is not as exciting as playing here.
As for how to stab, Ye Haoran has the final say.
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