1840. Chapter 1840 Cute Female Student VS Beauty. Beautiful Female Teacher (27)

The reply above is equally simple, with just one big smiley face.

Guan Hanting felt relieved.

Make sure she didn't affect her mood because of this incident, and his mood is much better.

Packed up and walked towards the garage.

His vehicle was stopped at the school gate.

The car window rolled open, and Guan Hanting frowned at the woman who was blocking his vehicle.

"Mr. Deng, you should know that this is a very dangerous behavior."

If he just drove faster and stepped on the brakes slower, what would have happened?

Deng Huijun's foot injury is still not healed, she insisted on coming to school.

Fortunately, I caught up with Guan Hanting.

Hearing Guan Hanting's questioning, a trace of embarrassment flashed on her face.

But soon, this embarrassment was suppressed by herself.

She walked to the car window, looked at Guan Hanting and said, "Mr. Guan, can you give me a ride?"

Guan Hanting twisted a word of Sichuan between his brows.

He knew Deng Huijun's vague thoughts about him, and because of this, he didn't want to have anything to do with her at all.

But Deng Huijun showed a pitiful look on his face, and his tone softened: "My foot was sprained before, and it has never recovered. I really can't walk."

Guan Hanting couldn't do the act of throwing a wounded person on the street.

His face relaxed.

Seeing this, Deng Huijun was overjoyed.

She wanted to open the passenger seat, but Guan Hanting said lightly, "Mr. Deng's legs and feet are inconvenient, so I'd better sit in the back seat to stretch out."

Deng Huijun had to open the rear door by himself.

After Deng Huijun got in the car and sat down, Guan Hanting asked, "Where does Teacher Deng want to go?"

Deng Huijun casually reported a place name.

It's not far, and it's only a ten-minute drive from A University.

It was quiet in the car.

The man who was apparently driving was not in the mood to chat.

But Deng Huijun could not waste these ten minutes in vain.

She looked up at the man in front of her.

The man had his back to him, but Deng Huijun could clearly know what a tall and strong figure he was under his meticulous suit.

Such a cold and hard-to-approach man often fades away. After removing that layer of icy shell, his heart is unusually warm and sexy.

And she just wanted to be the woman who flipped the switch on the cold shell of the cold court.

"Mr. Guan." Seeing that Guan Hanting seemed to really interrupt the silence, Deng Huijun could only speak by himself.

"Huh?" The deep voice was slightly feminine, and in Deng Huijun's ears, it was no less than an auditory enjoyment.

With such a man, it is useless to play subtle with him.

She felt straight to the point: "I have a good impression of Teacher Guan, does Teacher Guan know?"

Hearing such a sentence, Guan Hanting didn't even tighten his hand on the steering wheel.

He said lightly, "Mr. Deng, don't joke."

Deng Huijun lightly smiled and stroked his long hair.

She knew that although Guan Hanting didn't look back, she could see her actions in the rearview mirror.

And she also knew how fascinating she was when she made such an action.

She smiled and said, "Am I joking, Mr. Guan, you can try it with me—"

The last word was deliberately lowered and elongated by her. In this small space, there was a sticky, ambiguous atmosphere.