MTL - On How Abusive Essays Become Sweet Essays-Chapter 162 kiss (2)

Let go of him.

Xu Che passively bears it, never resisting.

But today was a little different, he grabbed Han Yucheng by the collar and threw him back to the door.

In the corridor outside the door, the people who just walked to the corner heard the sound and looked left and right.

"What's wrong?"

"It seems to be from the laboratory..."

"Huh? Why is the door closed?"

Han Yucheng's slender fingers were inserted into his hair, and he felt someone knocking on the door behind him.

"Professor?"

"Are you there, Professor?"

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The two finally separated, their chests heaving.

"Your students are outside." Han Yucheng said in Xu Che's ear, "You should let me go."

He stroked Xu Che's hair with his fingertips, followed the trend, and touched the back of his neck. He said that he was going to leave, but his behavior was tempting the person in front of him to take him away. Leave.

Xu Che took a light bite at the corner of Han Yucheng's mouth, leaned on his shoulder, his breath fell on his neck, he turned his head and fiddled with his collar.

The man outside said: "Make a call."

The phone rang, covering Han Yucheng's chuckle.

Xu Che straightened up.

Han Yucheng straightened his collar, "Is the susceptible period over?"

Xu Che was silent, unable to hide his irritability: "Well."

No wonder I am so proactive today.

The knock on the door was loud, Han Yucheng opened the door, and the people outside saw him and became quiet.

The two inside seemed to have just started a fight, exuding a slightly wrong atmosphere.

Professor's white coat is a little messy, the always indifferent face looks not in a good mood, the black short hair is messy, and the coldness makes people dare not approach for a while, not even speaking .

And this major general seems to be in a good mood, with a smile on his handsome face, full of spring breeze, the collar is trimmed, but still a little wrinkled, it is not difficult to see that he has just been caught.

"I'm leaving, Professor Xu." Han Yucheng bid farewell frivolously.

Xu Che didn't respond, and Han Yucheng didn't need his response, he kept his demeanor and greeted the students outside with a nod, then turned and left.

Simple.

"Professor, we only came to have a look when we heard the sound, are you... alright?"

A solitary candy appeared in Xu Che's field of vision, and the other disappeared.

He spoke, his voice low and indifferent: "It's okay."

It seems to be starting to… hurry up.

Progress is too slow.

Xu Che raised his hand and pushed his glasses, a light flashed on the lenses.

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