Quick Travel: Who taught you how to attack villains like this?

The bowl in front of Liang Yan was filled with red shrimps, each of which he had peeled with his own hands.

He patiently peeled the shell of the last shrimp, then gently pushed the bowl in front of Yu Yan, his eyes full of tenderness, and said softly: "Yan Yan, this is what I just peeled, try it!"

Yu Yan held her chin with her hand, looked at him with a smile, and said, "Teacher Liang, you are becoming more and more virtuous now! You take such good care of me that I can't live without you."

Hearing this, the corners of Liang Yan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

His eyes revealed a hint of pride and satisfaction, and he responded: "I just want you to be inseparable from me, so that we can always be together."

After saying that, he served Yu Yan another bowl of soup, which he had been cooking over a low fire since early in the morning.

Yu Yan finished eating the shrimps, drank the soup, and touched her stomach which was already a little bulging.

In the system space, Tuanzi saw her like this and sighed, "It still has to be the main system! No matter which mission world you go to, your cooking skills are still there."

He now doubts whether Ji Xuan was able to win over Yu Yan because of his excellent cooking skills?

Isn't there an old saying? To capture a man's heart, you must capture his stomach. The same is true for women!

Yanyan must like Ji Xuan's craftsmanship, that's why she likes him.

Tuanzi, who thought he had guessed Yu Yan's thoughts, nodded affirmatively. After seeing Liang Yan finish washing the dishes, he sat down next to Yu Yan with a strange look in his eyes. Tuanzi whistled angrily and manually locked himself in the small dark room.

Alas... young people! They are full of youth and energy, and it seems like they have endless energy.

The atmosphere in the living room became tense.

Liang Yan's hand quietly reached under Yu Yan's skirt, and when he was about to explore further, suddenly, Yu Yan's cell phone rang.

Liang Yan's movements froze instantly, and a gloomy expression appeared on his face.

He cursed inwardly this unfortunate call, his heart filled with dissatisfaction and anger.

"Why did this call come at this time?" He complained secretly in his heart.

However, Yu Yan chuckled and didn't seem to mind the interruption.

She reached out and gently rubbed Liang Yan's hair, then gently pushed him away and picked up the phone.

"Hey..." she said softly.

"Teacher Yu, please come to school soon! Something happened to Du Zhaohua."

The anxious voice of the study committee member came from the other end of the phone.

Upon hearing the news, Yu Yan's expression changed slightly. She immediately stood up and said anxiously, "You guys wait at school, I'll be there soon."

"I will go with you."

Seeing this, Liang Yan, who was standing by, also stood up, grabbed her coat, and followed her closely.

Yu Yan shook her head, took the coat from him, and said softly: "No, I can go by myself. Didn't you say you would prepare a big meal for me? I'm waiting to eat it tonight!"

Liang Yan frowned and asked again: "You really don't need me to go with you?"

Yu Yan approached him, kissed him lightly on the face, and said with a smile: "It's just that something happened to the student. It's okay. You don't need to help."

After saying that, she left in a hurry, leaving Liang Yan alone there. He looked at her leaving back, sighed, closed the door, and went to the supermarket to buy groceries.

*

On a sunny weekend, the International (9) class was filled with a depressing atmosphere.

Du Zhaohua sat in his seat with a dejected look on his face, his eyes were red and swollen, tears kept falling, but the pen in his hand kept moving on the exercise book.

The study committee member and Fang Zhiyuan sat on either side of him, their faces filled with worry.

At this time, Teacher Yu Yan walked into the classroom. Seeing the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but frowned and asked in confusion: "What's going on? Today is the weekend, why are you three coming to school?"

Hearing Yu Yan's voice, Du Zhaohua's body trembled slightly and tears flowed out like a dam bursting.

He raised his head and asked in a tearful voice, "Teacher, do you know of any way for me to take the college entrance examination as soon as possible? I want to apply to Capital University."

Teacher Yu Yan's heart tightened. She slowly walked to Du Zhaohua and patted him on the head gently, but did not answer his question immediately.

Then, she nodded to the study committee member and Fang Zhiyuan, motioning them to follow her out of the classroom.

In the corridor, Teacher Yu Yan looked at the two of them seriously and asked softly, "Tell me, what happened to Du Zhaohua? Why did he suddenly want to take the college entrance examination as soon as possible?"

Fang Zhiyuan took a deep breath, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and said: "Teacher Yu, Du Zhaohua's mother is sick, and the doctor said she may not live long. She has been talking about her hope to see Du Zhaohua admitted to Capital University, so Du Zhaohua also came to school to do homework on weekends."

Because Du Zhaohua's father is the secretary of Fang Zhiyuan's grandfather, he knows about this matter.

As for the study committee member, because she had a good relationship with Du Zhaohua, after Fang Zhiyuan knew he was coming to the school, he quickly notified her and asked her to come to the school to persuade him.

After listening to Fang Zhiyuan's words, Yu Yan was silent for a moment, then said, "So that's how it is. Okay, I understand."

After saying that, she turned around and went back to the classroom.

In the classroom, most of the pages of Du Zhaohua's exercise book had been soaked with tears, but he kept wiping his tears and continued to work on the questions.

Yu Yan looked at him and reached out to take the pen from his hand: "Stop it, come with me to see your mother!"

"Huh? What?"

Du Zhaohua raised his head, tears still on his face, and his eyes revealed a hint of confusion and helplessness.

Yu Yan patted his head gently and said softly: "Come on, take me to see your mother. I know some Chinese medicine knowledge and can help check her condition."

"Teacher Yu, are you a Chinese medicine doctor?"

Du Zhaohua's brain froze. He blinked his eyes, unable to recover.

He thought of what Guo Wanqian had said before. He said that Teacher Yu was actually a super boss who knew a lot of things, but for some reason, he came to No. 1 Middle School and lived in anonymity.

It seems this is true?