A heartthrob? Here you go!

Ji Yan's villa is completely different from Song Jingshen's.

His villa is a medieval English building, and the garden is planted with various kinds of roses.

There were pink roses in full bloom with a pink gradient, lavender Silver Shadows shaped like wine glasses, light yellow Juliet roses shaped like bowls, and many more rose species that Yu Ge could not recognize.

Beside the road where Yu Ge was walking, there was a large cluster of unique roses in full bloom, with tender green petals on the outside and light yellow hearts inside.

Like cabbage.

Her gaze only lingered for a moment, and Ji Yan keenly caught it. He stopped and introduced it to Yu Ge: "This rose is Monata from Dorlo State. If you are interested, you can take some with you when you leave."

Yu Ge shook his head, retracted his gaze, and walked into the house.

She sat on the sofa, and then someone lowered his head and brought two cups of rose tea, then quietly left.

Ji Yan picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.

The act of snatching Yu Ge from Zhang Daoqing made him inexplicably happy.

But...why is it joyful?

"What is the task assigned by Professor Chen?"

Yu Ge and Ji Yan didn't have much friendship, and didn't want to have much contact with him. Seeing him leisurely sipping the teacup, he couldn't help but urge him to drink.

"Student Yu, is there an urgent matter?" Ji Yan's smile faded a little. He put down his teacup and looked at Yu Ge quietly.

"It has nothing to do with you. I don't have time to waste with you."

Yu Ge’s impatient tone made Ji Yan’s mouth completely flatten.

Looking at the girl's irritable and distant look, Ji Yan felt a little sour in his heart.

She wasn't like this that day in the hospital.

Not so distant, not so impatient.

Want her to...

Ji Yan was startled, his pupils dilated slightly, and he turned his head quickly.

The elegant young man's sudden loss of composure made Yu Ge frown: "If you——"

"Pu Mo, bring that stack of information here." Ji Yan suddenly spoke, interrupting Yu Ge's words. The housekeeper at the side promptly handed over a stack of manuscript paper and then retreated slowly.

Ji Yan pushed the homework in front of Yu Ge expressionlessly and said, "This is the homework of the students in class. We need to correct it."

Yu Ge took the manuscript and flipped through it: "Is it appropriate for us to revise it?"

Ji Yan's eyes couldn't help but follow Yu Ge's movements, from her fingers flipping the papers, to her slightly wrinkled brows, and finally fixed on her opening and closing lips as she spoke.

pink……

Ji Yan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened his eyes again, and smiled as usual: "Professor Chen doesn't have time to revise it."

"It's their honor to be changed by us."

Professor Chen doesn’t even want to attend class, so how can he possibly correct their homework?

Not to mention that it is the heir of the Ji family who is reviewing it, so they should be even more grateful.

Yu Ge didn't want to waste time, so he took a stack and said without looking up, "Half for each of you. After you're done, please tell me what you know as agreed."

After saying that, she quickly took out her red pen and started correcting the papers.

That pen was not the one Jingshen used last time.

The same pen-holding posture, the same serious expression, but the difference is that the pen that seems to be Song Jingshen's trademark is gone.

Ji Yan silently took a rose from the vase on the table and placed it next to Yu Ge's hand.

Much more pleasing to the eye.

Suddenly, a gorgeous pink rose appeared beside him. Yu Ge looked up and glanced at him. Ji Yan smiled and replied, "Don't worry about it."

Yu Ge was dazzled and finally said nothing. He just lowered his head and continued to correct the papers indifferently.

Why not brag about it?

Is she also so distant in front of Song Jingshen?

Ji Yan looked at Yu Ge's cute, rough, curled black hair and half-exposed fair face. The dark blue pen in his hand was jumping around unconsciously between his five fingers. He was obviously a little anxious.

Song Jingshen smiled at her. Did she have the same expression?

As soon as the pen stopped, it was suddenly tightly grasped, and a faint sense of unhappiness arose.

The elegant and handsome young man suddenly asked: "Are you also so cold in front of others?"

Yu Ge paused while holding the red pen tightly in his hand. He looked up and said with a cold look: "Student Ji doesn't seem to welcome me very much."

As she spoke, she capped her pen, lowered her eyes and sorted out the papers on the table, and said coldly: "I won't bother classmate Ji anymore. I will finish correcting the homework--"

Before he could finish his words, the person opposite him suddenly stood up, held Yu Ge's hand, and stared at Yu Ge with his deep blue eyes.

I don’t want Yu Ge to leave.

I don't want to see her sitting opposite me so coldly, but sit next to him, laugh with him, act coquettishly and fool around with him——

He got it.

Ji Yan calmed down, lowered his eyelids for a moment, then quickly raised them again and said politely, "Sorry, I was rude."

Ji Yan let go of his hand, extended his hand and said with a smile: "Student Yu, please continue."

For Liu Yu's news, Yu Ge held his breath and opened the document to review it again.

The person opposite did not sit down, but walked slowly to Yu Ge's side, stood behind her, lowered his body and watched her correcting papers.

Yu Ge stopped writing again, frowned and looked up and asked, "Can't you sit down opposite and revise your own paper?"

"I don't mean to offend you." Ji Yan leaned towards Yu Ge and pointed at the pile of documents with his long finger. "I just think that maybe the method of distributing half to each person is not appropriate."

"If two of us mark the scores, taking the middle value of our marks might be more objective." He said, looking down at Yu Ge and smiling gently.

"What do you think, Yu Ge?"

A voice as elegant as a cello sounded, and the tip of the tongue gently rolled out, calling out the name treasured within.

This was the first time Yu Ge heard Ji Yan call her full name.

It's a bit ambiguous for some reason.

Yu Ge reached out and placed the stack of graded documents opposite him. When he withdrew his hand, his forearm accidentally rubbed the thigh of the person next to him and was scratched by some hard metal object.

Yu Ge suddenly withdrew his hand and turned his head to look in surprise and doubt.

As the young man leaned forward, his buttocks thrust out, his uniform trousers clinging to his hind legs, the trace of a ring faintly visible.

"This is a shirt clip." A low and elegant voice sounded. Yu Ge came back to his senses and looked up, and was surprised to find that Ji Yan's body had been bent even lower.

I don't know at what point several buttons on his collar had been undone. When he leaned forward, the collar of his silk shirt drooped, revealing his delicate collarbone and white, strong chest muscles.

He looked at Yu Ge with a smile and asked, "Do you want to touch it?"

Touch what?

Chest muscles or shirt clips?

Yu Ge suddenly looked away, feeling even more weird.

Ji Yan's smile deepened. When he wanted to stand up and leave, a message popped up on his single-frame lens and he saw it all.

He stopped moving, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, even reaching out to hold the back of Yu Ge's hand which was resting on the table.

The hand on the table was suddenly held by someone, gently and softly, and pressed to a round and elastic place.

The thigh muscles are tense and clamped by a circle of elastic shirt, and the mere touch can make one feel the silent temptation.

“Yu Ge, don’t you know about shirt clips?”

Ji Yan asked with a smile.

It seems that she and Song Jingshen haven't reached that stage yet.