report to teacher

What, what? !

Ding Xiaoan thought he had heard wrong and opened his eyes in disbelief.

Jiao Yu had no choice but to repeat again: "I said come to my house, I forgot to bring you the review materials."

Ding Xiaoan: "..."

What was he thinking just for a moment? !Teacher Jiao would never do that kind of thing! !

Ding Xiaoan couldn't help thinking to himself: My ability to make up brains is getting stronger and stronger...it's uncontrollable! ! ! !No, you must suppress this strange thought activity in your brain!

Otherwise it would be too scary...

Jiao Yu looked at Ding Xiaoan's dazed expression, and couldn't help laughing in his heart, already guessing what Xiao Jiujiu was thinking in the other party's mind.

"Pack up your things, let's go." Jiao Yu smiled and patted Ding Xiaoan's head with the book in his hand, and Ding Xiaoan was awakened by the pat, he hesitated, and hurriedly strode to follow.

In the car, Ding Xiaoan suddenly felt a little uneasy, although he, as Jiao Yang's best friend, had already seen his home.

But now, as a different kind of student, being taken home by his teacher, this is another feeling.

The last time Ding Xiaoan went to Jiaoyang's mansion full of low-key luxury and connotation, he had already carefully watched it.

However, Jiao Yang's room is downstairs, and Ding Xiaoan was warned not to go upstairs easily. At that time, he was a little puzzled. Jiao Yang said nervously: "My two brothers' rooms are upstairs...I usually If you don’t go up once a week, you must not go up.”

But isn't the person who is driving him home right now is one of Jiao Yang's elder brothers?In other words, I have a chance to go upstairs?

That's not necessarily true, maybe Teacher Jiao asked himself to wait below, and then went up to get things.

When I went to Jiao Yang's house last time, Teacher Jiao and his eldest brother were not at home, but Ding Xiaoan met their parents when they arrived, and they were both very good-natured people.

He also asked him to stay for dinner, but Ding Xiaoan refused.

The car was still driving steadily, and the car was very quiet, only the music on the radio was playing, which were all popular songs now.

Ding Xiaoan's head was looking out of the window, the window reflected Teacher Jiao's driving figure, Ding Xiaoan was staring at the scenery outside the window, but his eyes slowly focused on the reflection.

Looking at the almost perfect side face, the silver-white framed glasses reflected a faint white light under the street lamp outside.

Hmm... Teacher Jiao is such an excellent person, how can he have no suitors? Teacher Jiao disagrees... Ah, so picky.

But to be picky is to have capital, like himself, no one really wants to pay for it...

A thought suddenly popped up in Ding Xiang'an's mind: If he didn't like Chen Yi, he would definitely like such a perfect person as Mr. Jiao.

Jiao Yu's driving skills have always been superb, and he can divide his attention to pay attention to the people around him when he drives very steadily.

The boy's soft side face has long eyelashes protruding from the bridge of the nose. Although the appearance is not very stunning, it will make people feel very comfortable after a long time.

Soon, the car arrived at the gate of the villa area, then drove in slowly, and finally stopped at the gate of a villa.

"You go down first, I'll go and park the car in the basement." Jiao Yu opened the insurance, turned to Ding Xiaoan and said.

Ding Xiaoan nodded, then opened the car door and went down. Standing at the door of this house again, Ding Xiaoan was unexpectedly nervous this time.

"Let's go, don't stand here stupidly." Jiao Yu strode over, and patted Ding Xiaoan's back by the way, Ding Xiaoan was pushed forward unexpectedly.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden carved door opened, and Jiao Yu raised his eyebrows, motioning for Ding Xiaoan to go in quickly.

Ding Xiaoan didn't hesitate anymore, he lifted the bag on his shoulder and stepped in, "Mr. Jiao, do you still need to change your shoes?"

"Here, you wear mine first." Jiao Yu took out a pair of gray slippers from the shoe cabinet next to him, and then he took out another pair of blue slippers by himself.

"Oh..." Ding Xiaoan took the slippers obediently, put them on, and found that the slippers were more than one size too big.

After getting dressed, Jiao Yu walked into the house very naturally, and then walked through the large living room.

Ding Xiaoan was like a little follower, following all the way without saying a word, when the person in front stopped suddenly, Ding Xiaoan bumped into his back.

"Ah... Teacher Jiao?"

Before the words fell, a light middle-aged woman's voice came to my ears: "Xiaoyu? You're back, huh? This is..."

Jiao Yu smiled faintly, and then touched Ding Xiaoan's head with one hand: "This is my student Ding Xiaoan, Xiaoan, this is my mother."

Jiao's mother was stunned for a moment, and then covered her face and laughed: "Hehe...Xiao Yu, what are you doing touching the head of other children? What a lovely child."

Ding Xiaoan quickly bowed his head and said hello: "Hello, Auntie! Do you remember me? I am Jiao Yang's classmate."

"Oh! Yes, I said why does this child look so familiar? I haven't seen Xiao An for a long time." Jiao's mother smiled very gently, Ding Xiaoan felt a little familiar, and then remembered that Teacher Jiao's sense of smiling turned out to be inherited from him mother!

Ding Xiaoan instantly became close to this lovely and amiable aunt.

"Mom, I'll take Xiaoan upstairs first, I still have something to do." Jiao Yu pointed to the upstairs, and then greeted, "Come."

Ding Xiaoan didn't know what he looked like at the moment, in short, he was just a dog leg, so he followed suit.

Going upstairs for the first time... still a little nervous!

The upstairs is not as mysterious as Ding Xiaoan imagined, but it looks very warm and homely.

Arriving at the door of Jiao Yu's bedroom, Ding Xiaoan stopped consciously and waited at the door.

However, Jiao Yu pushed open the door and saw the silly kid behind him standing at the door. He couldn't help but feel tenderness from the bottom of his heart. He walked over with long legs and feet, and touched that soft hair again.

"Why are you in a daze here? Why are you so stupid... Come in."

Jiao Yu didn't know how gentle his eyes were now, like a puddle of warm water that couldn't be melted.I don't know how pampering his tone is, coupled with this unique voice.

Ding Xiaoan only felt suffocated for a while, feeling a little struggling to get out of this extremely sweet vortex.

Why does he feel like he is being pampered...

After the last pair of hands that licked his own hair left, Ding Xiaoan felt as if his earlobe was pinched vaguely, it was just this series of small movements.

Ding Xiaoan felt like a frog inside a frog boiled in warm water, the temperature of his whole body was rising little by little without knowing it.

After entering the bedroom, Ding Xiaoan looked around.

It is indeed in line with Mr. Jiao's style, simple and clean, but there are always some unintentional decorations to set off a little tenderness.

"Wait, I'll look for the paper, you should sit there first."

"okay."

Ding Xiaoan sat down obediently, and caught a glimpse of the densely packed draft paper on the table next to him, all of which were written on things Ding Xiaoan knew, were they specially for preparing lessons for himself...

Ding Xiaoan always thought that Jiao Yu's making up lessons for him was just a matter of chance, but is this lesson really so easy to make up now?

Looking at the lesson preparation that the other party wrote on a dense piece of draft paper just for me, I thought that I had misunderstood Teacher Jiao before, and I regretted it for a while.

Looking at Jiao Yu's figure bent over to look for things, white shirt, black suit pants, and meticulous silver-rimmed glasses, and then standing up straight from time to time, as if thinking about where to put the things?

Such a perfect and excellent person, if not because the other party happens to be his teacher.

If it weren't for the fact that I just let the other party discover the secret.

If it's not because I happen to be bad at math.

If it wasn't because the other party happened to be willing.

I'm afraid that a person like myself will never get in touch with a person like Mr. Jiao in his life!

Suddenly, Ding Xiaoan felt that his vision was a bit blurred until he felt a burst of wetness on the back of his hand.

"Eh?..." Why am I crying?

Ding Xiaoan stared at the back of his hand in a daze, feeling somewhat inexplicable for a moment.

"Xiao'an..." The gentle voice from the past sounded again, and Ding Xiao'an turned his head to see Jiao Yu with a surprised face.

"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Why suddenly..." The deep voice was mixed with an incomparably obsessive gentleness. The man approached him, and he could see the worry on his face.

Ding Xiaoan only felt that he didn't know what kind of feeling he felt in his heart... felt a little uncomfortable, and his heart beat faster...