Is Mr. Jiang jealous today?

Fan Chengyu stood still, embarrassment suddenly filled his body, he let go of the pressed doorknob, turned around mechanically, looked in Jiang Xumiao's direction, and found that she was looking at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Ah... Teacher Jiang, you're awake."

Jiang Xumiao rubbed her somewhat messy hair, looked at Fan Chengyu in a daze, and said in a confused tone, "Teacher Fan...you woke up so early?"

Hearing this, Fan Chengyu's eyes stayed on Mr. Jiang's face, but he couldn't help but look down, because Mr. Jiang was wearing pajamas, and the neckline of the pajamas was a bit too big. Since Mr. Jiang was resting on the sofa with one hand, his shoulders were not strained. Evenly, the shoulder straps slipped down, the straight collarbone was exposed to the air, and a piece of snow-white skin appeared in front of his eyes. The point is, through the thin fabric of pajamas, Fan Chengyu seemed to vaguely see two pink bumps.. .

Taking a breath, Fan Chengyu immediately looked away, his face was hot, and there was a trace of hotness in his heart, he didn't know where to look, so he could only stare at the floor.

Seeing that Fan Chengyu was silent, Jiang Xumiao asked again: "Huh? Teacher Fan?"

She had no choice but to lie: "I, I'm going to buy you breakfast."

"But it's so early." Jiang Xumiao brushed his ears and hair, and came out of the thin quilt, obviously tired, but said in his mouth: "Are you hungry? Let me make you breakfast."

Fan Chengyu immediately declined: "No, no, no, Mr. Jiang, you can continue to sleep, I will do it."

At this moment, my heart is full of guilt. Seeing that Teacher Jiang is so tired, I guess he didn't sleep well at night. Why didn't he sleep well? Of course, it was because he occupied her bed last night.

Fan Chengyu changed his slippers again, seeing that Jiang Xumiao had already got up and was about to enter the kitchen, he quickly stopped her and urged, "Go to the room and sleep for a while, I'll leave breakfast to you."

Jiang Xumiao rubbed the space between her brows and said softly, "I'm already awake." In fact, she was so sleepy that she had insomnia last night and went to bed at two o'clock in the morning, and now it's only six o'clock in the morning, with less than four hours of sleep. It's like having a shot put in your head.

Fan Chengyu saw her exhaustion, and insisted: "Mr. Jiang, go back and sleep for a while, and leave the kitchen to me."

Under Fan Chengyu's repeated insistence, Jiang Xumiao chose to surrender, but was finally pushed into the bedroom by Fan Chengyu and forced to fall asleep for an hour.

Next is the time to prepare breakfast. For a kitchen killer like Fan Chengyu, it is barely enough to make a simple breakfast, but it is impossible to cook something.

Opening the refrigerator at Teacher Jiang's house, there were fruits, milk, and eggs, but Fan Chengyu's attention was quickly placed on the glass.

With just one glance, Fan Chengyu felt a little familiar, hey, isn't this the cup that he used to drink water from last time?Why is there still half a glass of water in it?Fan Chengyu took out the cup and took a look, it was boiled water, maybe Teacher Jiang drank it?So it was put back intact.

Then I took out the eggs and bread, looked through the refrigerator, and the salad dressing, thinking that I could make a simple West Toast.

When I started making breakfast, Fan Chengyu didn't go into the kitchen often, so I cooked it by hand. Fortunately, she was serious. Although it was a bit slow, the final breakfast was still decent.

It was almost [-]:[-], Fan Chengyu cleaned up the kitchen, and the hot breakfast was already on the dining table. In order to keep the temperature, Fan Chengyu took a plate to cover it.

Fan Chengyu thought, maybe Jiang Xumiao got up around seven o'clock, and for the next 20 minutes, should he wait for her to get up or leave?After thinking about it, I think it is still slipping.

There was only one reason. Last night, he didn't wash or change his clothes. For Fan Chengyu, who was slightly obsessed with cleanliness, it was a bit uncomfortable.She didn't want to see people like this for the rest of the day.

After a calculation, if I am rushing home now, I will arrive at about seven o'clock, pack up, and go out to school before 07:30.

So I finally went out, and sent a message to Mr. Jiang before leaving the house: [Mr. Jiang, I’m going home to take a shower. I’m sorry to trouble you last night. You should sleep a little longer. I’ll leave the self-study this morning to me. up. 】

After sending the message, Fan Chengyu went out.

After going out, I went to press the elevator, and unexpectedly found a packing box at the door of the elevator. Through the gap of the box, Fan Chengyu squatted down, looked down, and found that there were several skewers of cold barbecue inside.

Memories suddenly flooded into her mind. She remembered that she hadn't finished eating the barbecue yesterday. Teacher Jiang seemed to have packed it. Looking carefully at the packaging of the barbecue, it was the store yesterday, and the dishes ordered were also yesterday's dishes.

But why is the box placed here?Fan Chengyu couldn't figure it out, he seemed to have a vague impression, similar to something like "Mr. Jiang, can you hug me~", Fan Chengyu immediately shuddered, trembling all over, thinking how is it possible, How could you say such sticky words.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened.Fan Chengyu didn't have time to think too much, he picked up the barbecue box and entered the elevator...

Jiang Xumiao was woken up by the alarm clock, his head was still dizzy, and he didn't get enough sleep at all.

He picked up his phone and looked at it, it was seven o'clock, and by the way, he also glanced at the message from Fan Chengyu.

Are you leaving?Jiang Xumiao, who had already straightened up, fell on the bed again, nostalgic for the warm and soft blanket, which still carried the breath of Fan Chengyu.

Holding a corner of the quilt, Jiang Xumiao sniffed it against the tip of her nose. The faint fragrance of lily of the valley spreads in the air, as if her chest would be filled with her fragrance just by taking a light breath.

Jiang Xumiao hugged the quilt a little tighter, and suddenly regretted it, if she slept with Fan Chengyu last night, would she be able to sleep in this fragrance all night?Jiang Xumiao hugged the quilt, fantasized that she was hugging Fan Chengyu, and closed her eyes again...

"Didi, Didi..." The alarm clock rang again, and Mr. Jiang, who never stayed up in bed, slept 10 minutes longer today.

Reluctantly, I got up anyway.

Putting on her slippers, she was still thinking about the breakfast she made for herself. It was placed on the table. When she opened the lid, she saw that it was West Toast. Next to the plate was a box of milk. Jiang Xumiao reached out and touched it. It was overheated. It turned out that Teacher Fan was so careful, and a burst of warmth flowed through his heart...

Jiang Xumiao tasted the West Toast, and it tasted good, it was her favorite taste.

There wasn't much time to waste, after a brief wash, Jiang Xumiao took the box of milk on the table and prepared to go to morning self-study as usual.

Although Fan Chengyu had said on the phone earlier that this matter should be handed over to her, Jiang Xumiao was still worried.

Because Teacher Fan often arrives at the class even at work, it is not sure whether he will be late for early self-study. It is better to go there by himself.

In the early morning, stepping into the campus, the fresh air and energetic face made Teacher Jiang feel happy.

There are still many advantages to being a teacher. Every day I see young people who are full of vigor and vitality. The smiles on their faces are contagious. Every time I see them, I feel infected.

"Mr. Jiang, good morning!"

English class representative Zhao Xiaomei passed by, holding a bag in her hand, which contained breakfast.

Jiang Xumiao nodded, showing a gentle smile, and said to Zhao Xiaomei: "Good morning~"

A smile flashed across her lips, and her gentle voice touched Zhao Xiaomei's heartstrings.

Zhao Xiaomei looked at Jiang Xumiao, covered her face and ran away quickly.

"Ahhh! Teacher Jiang looks so good when she smiles! She just smiled at me!"

The little friend beside him complained: "Nympho!"

Zhao Xiaomei continued to praise: "Ms. Jiang is the goddess in my heart. If I were a boy, I would like her like that!"

The little friend nodded, but said: "I like Teacher Fan, although they are all good-looking, but every time I see Teacher Fan's smile, I feel my heart beat faster..."

The two talked as they walked, and they had already reached the door of the classroom before they knew it. Zhao Xiaomei looked up and saw that Fan Chengyu was standing on the podium working on a ppt. T-shirt and a pair of light-colored loose jeans. She wears a neutral outfit, but her long black hair draped over her shoulders neutralizes this visual experience, giving her a heroic beauty.

Zhao Xiaomei poked her little friend and said in a low voice, "Teacher Fan came so early today!"

"Teacher Fan this morning is so refreshing, and the shirt she is wearing looks good~ Hee hee, I seem to smell her body fragrance."

Zhao Xiaomei glanced at her little friend, and muttered: "You can smell it so far away, I think you are wishful thinking!"

At [-]:[-], morning self-study starts on time.

Fan Chengyu clapped his hands together, and his voice was loud: "Little cuties, I have a new task this morning~"

The students chattered: what ah what ah!

"Test your vocabulary."

The audience sighed and sighed:

"Ah, Teacher Fan, I don't want it!"

"No, Teacher Fan. I'm guilty, please punish me directly, don't let me test my vocabulary!"

"Teacher Fan, woo woo woo...I don't want it!!!"

The students were frowning, and the classroom was full of pig-killing howls.

The smile on Fan Chengyu's lips spread, he clapped his hands again, and explained: "Hey! Don't be nervous, let's just play a game? There is no punishment for losing, and rewards for winning."

"What reward?"

"There are rewards for the first, second and third places. Let's play first, and then we'll announce the prizes after we've played, okay?"

When she said this, the students suddenly regained their energy. It seems that it is not impossible to test the vocabulary compared to the boring morning reading.

"Next, I will randomly show the words we have learned this semester and raise my hand to answer."

Fan Chengyu opened the ppt, and the first word appeared on the projection: confident.

"Would you like it? Raise your hand."

The word was simple, everyone raised their hands in unison, the monitor was the first to raise their hands, so Fan Chengyu called her.

"Squad leader, come here, read first, and then talk about the meaning."

The monitor read it and replied, "Confident, adj."

Fan Chengyu didn't let her sit down immediately, and then asked her: "Did you think of any other words?"

The squad leader thought about it, and answered decisively: "Well... I also thought of confidence, a noun; confidently, an adverb; and another adjective: confidential, meaning confidential, and may be associated with words such as confidentiality and confidentially."

Fan Chengyu nodded his head, thinking to himself, the requirements for freshman students should not be too high, as long as they can master it to this level.

She was not stingy with exaggeration, and said: "It's great, that's how it should be when memorizing words, the more associations the better, um... The class monitor answered a total of six, and she will add 6 points, and we will continue."

The enthusiasm of the students has been successfully aroused, and everyone wants to take the first place, so more and more people answer the questions, and they are more and more enthusiastic.

Jiang Xumiao stood silently at the door, quietly watching all this going on.

Originally thought that Fan Chengyu would be late, but after seeing this scene, Teacher Jiang realized that she was overthinking.

Standing at the door for a while, his eyes fell on the direction of the podium. Fan Chengyu was always very energetic when he was in class, and he could quickly shorten the distance between him and the students.Jiang Xumiao thought, maybe this is the characteristic of her teaching.

Staring at him, I always feel that Cheng Yu's every move is shining, Qingyue's voice, bright smile, confidence and elegance in every gesture, all melted into Jiang Xumiao's heart like a ray of spring water.

For a moment, Jiang Xumiao also longed to become a student. If so, would he have a chance to be rewarded by Fan Chengyu?

The author has something to say: Mr. Jiang: Humph.

Teacher Fan: What's wrong?

Teacher Jiang: So who is the first?

Teacher Fan hugged Teacher Jiang, "You, of course it is you, you will always get full marks in my heart~~"