Chapter 11 Image Collapse
Lu Qiran turned his head and glanced behind him. Behind him was a small bed with a strong girlish atmosphere.
The small bed is covered with pink floral sheets and quilts, and there are several furry dolls on them.
Lu Qiran’s temples couldn’t help but jump.
He pressed his temple, and when he spoke again, his voice was cold and his eyes were sharp.
"I have something to do, so I borrowed my friend's room. Let's get started."
On the other side of the camera, everyone exchanged glances tacitly.
Friends?
Aren’t you your girlfriend?
Lu Qiran quickly took charge of the overall situation, and several people started a discussion.
Jiang Li was sitting on the sofa in the living room and heard Lu Qiran speaking English and Chinese for a while, talking about some professional terms that she didn't understand.
His voice was very nice, and even when he was talking in obscure professional terms, she felt like he was reciting a love poem.
Jiang Li was so aroused by him just by listening to his voice.
She stood up, poured a glass of water, and walked into the room.
"Teacher Lu, do you want some water?"
Jiang Li's eyes were bright and clear, and her eyebrows were curved when she smiled.
On the other side of the camera, everyone saw the petite and cute girl standing behind Lu Qiran.
"Thank you."
Lu Qiran turned to look at her, and his cold eyebrows softened instantly.
On the other side of the camera, everyone was excited again.
When had Lu Shen ever been so gentle to someone?
You said you're not your girlfriend, are you lying?
Jiang Li put the water glass on the table and hesitated to leave.
Lu Qiran was wearing a white shirt and sitting upright on a chair.
The lights above his head fell, and his beautiful eyebrows were shrouded in a faint light, and the whole person looked much softer.
Jiang Li couldn't help but pink bubbles began to form in her heart.
How can someone be so good-looking?
Especially when he is staring at the computer screen and speaking professional terms seriously.
Too cool!
As soon as Lu Qiran raised his head, Jiang Li immediately lowered his head with guilt. "Is there anything else?"
Seeing that she hadn't left, Lu Qiran thought she still had something to do.
"No...it's okay. If you are hungry, you can call me and I can make you a midnight snack."
Jiang Li smiled at him, her eyebrows arched. A nice crescent shape.
Lu Qiran’s video conference has been going on for a long time.
Because they had different ideas from one of their classmates, the two argued for a while.
Lu Qiran's brows frowned tightly, and his eyes seemed to be filled with ice and snow.
He leaned back a little and swept one hand unconsciously to the end of the bed behind him.
Suddenly, something fell out from under the sheets at the end of the bed.
Lu Qiran bent down and picked up the things without even looking.
When he straightened up, he saw a black underwear in his hand.
Lu Qiran felt as if he had been electrocuted for a moment.
His handsome face suddenly turned red.
He took a deep breath and was about to put down the things in his hands, but Jiang Li stood at the door without knowing when.
Lu Qiran was still holding the black underwear in one hand.
I feel like a hot potato at this time.
No matter how strong his heart is, he can no longer hold back at this moment.
It was abrupt enough for him, a grown boy, to knock on a girl's door in the middle of the night and enter her room.
Now, he still holds her underwear in his hand.
Would she think she was a pervert?
Jiang Li's face was redder than his, she remembered.
When Mr. Lu just came over after taking the computer, she casually stuffed her underwear under the sheets.
It probably fell out accidentally and was seen by the male god.
嘤嘤嘤...
Her image collapsed again.
(End of this chapter)