sinovels Chapter 10 Chapter 10
Chapter 10 Chapter 10
Liao Han: "You still care about me?"
He Xilai pursed his lips: "Anyway, the teacher can't drink it," he suddenly smiled, "Does the teacher know why you are sweating?"
Liao Han watched vigilantly, feeling that he was smiling a bit maliciously, and didn't talk to him.
He Xilai didn't care about it, and continued on his own: "It's because the teacher always drinks drinks and suffers from kidney deficiency."
After he finished speaking, he quickly jumped to the side, and sure enough, he dodged Liao Han's kick.
He looked at Liao Han with a grin, his beautiful big eyes crooked.
Liao Han made him laugh angrily, and picked up the water on the table to drink.
He Xilai suddenly forgot why he jumped so far, shouted hot and rushed over.
Liao Han: "Hiss—" He Xilai didn't catch up, Liao Han's tongue was red, numb and painful.
He Xilai just jumped in front of him, knelt under the sofa, and propped his hands on the sofa on both sides of Liao Han's body. He kept staring at Liao Han, saw the tip of his tongue, his head froze, By the time he realized it, he had already stuck out his tongue and licked it.
Needle drop could be heard in the room.
He Xilai looked at Liao Han in a daze, and Liao Han kicked him away with a grimace, got up and went to the kitchen.
He Xilai lay down on the carpet, looked at the roof in a daze and couldn't react, then slowly curled up, covered his face tightly, and thought with a flushed face, "It's not a loss."
Liao Han kicked Tata and walked by him wearing slippers. He pulled his foot out of the slippers and gave He Xilai a light kick, "Get up."
He Xilai's whole body was about to smoke, why did he get up?It looks like a big red face, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to be seen by the teacher.
He turned over, turned his back to Liao Han, and said in a muffled voice, "Wait, wait."
Liao Han: "Don't pretend, I'm not trying hard."
He Xilai didn't answer, and it took a while for the heat on his face to subside before he sat up.
Liao Han held the Coke to his lips, saw him sitting up, and glanced down at him from the corner of his eyes.
He Xilai looked at him with wet eyes.
Liao Han had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly asked him: "You won't lie to me, will you?"
He Xilai immediately realized that Liao Han was talking about calling home.
"No, I will never lie to the teacher."
Liao Han raised his eyebrows, and handed his mobile phone to He Xilai.
"Then I should call your home myself and enter the number."
He Xilai pursed his lips aggrievedly, took the phone, called the call, and handed it to Liao Han.
Liao Han put it to his ear and waited for the other end to pick it up.
"Hello?" A soft female voice sounded.
Liao Han: "Hi, I'm He Xilai's head teacher."
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
Liao Han didn't understand, so he gave another feed.
He Xilai suddenly reached out to take the phone, Liao Han glared at him, but didn't let go.
He Xilai forced the phone away from his ear a little, and pressed the speakerphone.
Seeing his stubborn look, Liao Han frowned, and put the phone down from his ear.
The other end of the phone finally answered as if waking up from a dream: "Ah, it's Teacher Liao."
Mother He's voice was not as peaceful as before, but was slightly tense, "Ms. Liao called, it's..."
"Mom!" He Xilai suddenly interrupted her loudly, "The teacher is worried and insists on calling you. I told him that you agree to my living here." He pursed his lips and looked at Liao Han wronged and complained, "The teacher doesn't believe me."
These words seemed to be addressed to the person on the phone, but they were clearly addressed to Liao Han.
Liao Han also had a thick skin: "After all, we are staying overnight, so we should contact our parents."
Mother He was silent for a while, and said: "I am relieved that the child lives in the teacher's house, and I have to trouble the teacher to take care of it."
Liao Han vaguely felt that Mother He's tone was not right, as if she was not very happy.
Generally, parents would be very enthusiastic when they answered the call from the class teacher, but Mother He was very indifferent.
It doesn't seem to be true that he has a cold temper. After all, when he first received the call, his voice was very gentle.
It was after knowing that he was He Xilai's homeroom teacher that he suddenly became indifferent.
He gave He Xilai a strange look, and He Xilai looked at the screen of the phone in a somewhat dejected manner.
Ah, he understood a little bit, He Xilai was having trouble with his family.
He comforted his mother with a few words to persuade He's mother not to worry, and the child will live with him for a while.
He Xilai's mother's voice was always a little stiff, and He Xilai interrupted her several times when she wanted to say something.
He Xilai had a normal face, and every time he interrupted, he asked how his family was doing.
Mother He became more and more silent after coming down for several times, and finally said something and hung up first.
That's it for the phone call.
Liao Han looked at He Xilai with unfriendly eyes: "What are you doing?"
He interjected several times, deliberately not letting He's mother finish speaking.
He Xilai's eyes were clear and his expression was innocent: "I didn't do anything."
Liao Han: "Is there anything I can't talk to my family about? If you insist on running away from home, your mother probably wants you to go back?"
He hesitated to speak several times on the phone, probably because he was worried about He Xilai.
But He Xilai didn't want to listen, so he interrupted several times.
He Xilai lowered his head and said calmly, "Teacher, don't get involved in this matter."
Liao Han raised his eyebrows, and his anger surged up.
This kid made a lot of trouble for him, messing with his life indiscriminately, so how could he be messing around?
"I don't get involved? Your kid wants to live in my house, why can't I get involved?"
He Xilai lowered his head and said nothing.
Liao Han was even more annoyed by this look of refraining from oil and salt.
Liao Han: "Forget it, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask. Pass me the remote control."
He's on his way to the third year, and even got angry with an underage kid, he's really getting back from life.
He Xilai handed him the remote control without saying a word.
Liao Han changed to a funny show, trying to divert his attention and erase the anger in his stomach.
Suddenly, a warm body was attached to his side.
He Xilai: "I'm sorry, teacher, don't be angry."
Liao Han sighed, really lost to him.
He Xilai had an unpleasant fight with his family, and he was the saddest, but he had to apologize to himself in turn.
Thinking of this vague anger, it completely dissipated.