The Romance Of Mr. Walton

After exiting the room, she suddenly remembered, why did they return here last night?

Isn't there a reporter at the door? He didn't know if it had been filmed.

At a time like this, if she went out with him, it would be even more dangerous.

She took a breath, sent him a text, and left.

Stepping into the elevator, she bent down and patted her leg.

Don't they all do that kind of thing?

Last time, Huo Tingshen clearly said that he didn't use those tools on her. Since it's the same as before, why did it hurt again when her waist was sore last time?

Could it be ?? It really was his ?? Hey, bigger?

Thinking of this, her face turned even redder.

Huo Tingshen came out of his shower and found that Wen Qing had escaped.

He couldn't help but turn his head to the side and smile. It seemed like she didn't understand. He calmly wiped his hair as he walked over to the bed and picked up his cell phone.

He was going to call her, but he saw that she had sent him a text message.

He opened the text message and read a few words.

"In order to avoid being secretly photographed by the reporters, I'll be leaving first. Be careful when you leave."

Huo Tingshen raised his eyebrows and dialed her number.

Wen Qing hesitated for a long time before answering, "Hello."

"Where are we?"

"At the entrance to the sector"

"Stand there. Don't move."

"I need to go to school first. It's getting late."

Huo Tingshen raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"

Wen Qing was puzzled, but of course she was sure. "Yeah, I'll hang up first."

"Don't blame me for anything that happened at school."

Wen Qing was puzzled. What could happen?

Now that she was standing in front of him, she felt extremely awkward.

When she arrived at the bus stop, she originally wanted to take the bus, but when she thought that Huo Tingshen might drive by later, she directly stopped a car.

Because they left earlier today and saved up some breakfast time, when Wen Qing arrived at the school, it was only 7: 15.

There weren't many people in the school, but the three students who had walked past her all looked at her neck.

She wondered what the students were looking at.

After walking far away, she did not think anymore about it. She entered the office and poured herself a cup of warm water to drink.

As she was hungry, she took out her meal card and was about to go out to eat, but Teacher Huang opened the door and came in.

Seeing Teacher Huang, Wen Qing smiled faintly, "Teacher Huang, why are you so early?"

"I have an appointment with a classmate in a bit, there's something I need to talk about," the Teacher Huang said as her gaze landed on her neck.

Seeing how Teacher Huang was looking at her neck with an embarrassed expression, she frowned and touched her neck: "Teacher Huang, what's wrong?"

"You ??" Teacher Huang hesitated for a moment and then pointed at her neck. It's pretty intense, right? "

"Huh?" Wen Qing reacted for a while before turning around as if she had remembered something.

She took out her bag and quickly found a small mirror. She opened it and looked at her neck.

At that moment, she really wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

On the front of her neck, there were five or six clearly visible kisses wherever she could see them in the mirror, to say nothing of the rest.

Thinking about what Huo Tingshen said when he called her, she really wanted to stamp her feet in a

oyance.

He clearly saw this man, couldn't he have told her just now?

He was too bad.

This was too embarrassing.

Seeing Wen Qing's vexation, Teacher Huang guessed that Wen Qing did not know about the scar on his neck.

She took off her scarf and put it on Wen Qing's neck.

Teacher Wen, today's weather is a little cold. You don't have much on you, so I bought this scarf recently. It's on the second day, so it's pretty clean.

Wen Qing looked at Teacher Huang and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Teacher Huang, thank you so much."

Teacher Huang patted her shoulder. "We're both working in the same office, there's no need to be polite."

She went back to her desk, picked up her papers, and left.

Wen Qing took a deep breath and carried her meal card to the cafeteria.

When she was eating, she wanted to call Huo Tingshen and ask him why he didn't tell her.

However, just as he took out his phone, he met Teacher Liu in the same office.

Teacher Liu carried his plate and sat opposite to Wen Qing, exclaiming in surprise, "Ah, Teacher Wen, this is the first time I've bumped into you in the canteen."

Wen Qing smiled and said, "I usually cook for myself, but today, I'm a bit lazy to fire. That's why I came out to eat."

The two finished their meal and returned to the office together.

Teacher Li had just arrived and upon seeing the scarf around Wen Qing's neck, she said: "Hey, isn't that the scarf Teacher Huang was wearing yesterday?"

Wen Qing's hand touched her neck. "That's right, I went out today and wore too little. When I first came to school, I coincidentally bumped into Teacher Huang and borrowed her scarf."

A person with a good figure, forget about the clothes, and even about the scarf. Look, when Teacher Huang wore the scarf yesterday, I already felt that it was very ordinary. But when you put it on Teacher Wen today, you instantly understood what's called a buyer's show and a seller's show. "

The Teacher Liu laughed: "This is the one that is capricious and headstrong."

Teacher Li looked at Wen Qing and stepped forward: "Tsk, Teacher Wen, you're taking too much with you. When you wear this scarf, even I want to buy the same one. Come, come, come, give it a try. I want to see if I'm suitable for this style. "

Seeing Teacher Li walking over, Wen Qing anxiously covered her scarf, "Teacher Li, this scarf does not suit you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she might offend someone.

Just as expected, the Teacher Li's expression turned cold.

Teacher Liu glanced at the excited Wen Qing but didn't say anything.

Teacher Li was displeased: "Teacher Wen, I know you are beautiful, but this is universally acknowledged in the entire school, but you don't need to look down so much on us ordinary people, right?"

The color of this scarf does not suit your skin color well. Coincidentally, I bought a new scarf, the color does not suit me, but I think that it is very suitable for you. If you do not mind, I will bring it for you to try tomorrow, okay?

Hearing her words, the Teacher Li pursed his lips: "And a scarf that you aren't suitable for?"

"Of course, there are too many. Everyone's wearing something from the minefield."

"That's true. If I were to wear this color, I might indeed appear old."

The Teacher Li was relieved, he returned to his desk and sat down, then started to busy himself.

Wen Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she returned to her seat and was about to sit, she heard Teacher Li say, "Teacher Wen, don't forget to bring a scarf here tomorrow."

"Alright, I won't forget."

Wen Qing nodded and smiled as she sat down.

But in his heart, he secretly thought: Huo Tingshen, who got stabbed a thousand times, was hurt because of him. I have to go out and buy a scarf tonight.