Originally, Jiang Yilan was unable to drink, but later fell and injured in the corridor. In addition, the man named Wei Yichen had just made a big fuss here again, and Jiang Yilan was extremely tired.

When Jiang Yilan spoke, his tone was full of powerlessness. Han Donglin took his own initiative and picked up Jiang Yilan horizontally, then went upstairs and walked into Jiang Yilan's bedroom.

After putting Jiang Yilan on the bed, his eyes touched the collar of Jiang Yilan's bathrobe, and Han Donglin's eyes darkened unconsciously.

Although the bathrobe Jiang Yilan was wearing was tight, he had just been hugged by him. At some point, a large area of ​​the neckline of the bathrobe had been opened, revealing the white skin as white as snow, and a faint deep groove inside. This scene was really fascinating.

Seeing Jiang Yilan looking at him with the blurry look he had before, Han Donglin's eyes instantly returned to the clarity. Suddenly, he reached out and raised Jiang Yilan's chin and forced Jiang Yilan to look at him.

"Yilan won't look for other men in me again, right?"

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Yilan was a little panicked by Han Donglin's sudden action.

Han Donglin's eyes suddenly became a little cold: "Isn't it clear what I'm talking about? "

"You...Little Han..." Jiang Yilan's eyes drooped slightly: "Don't joke anymore! It's getting late, so hurry up and go back to your room to rest."

"Are you kidding?" Han Donglin smiled and said, "It seems that Yilan is pretending to be confused with me!"

After saying that, Han Donglin straightened up and took away the hand that was buckled on Jiang Yilan's chin: "Forget it! Just treat it as a joke!" After that, he turned around and walked out of Jiang Yilan's room.

Looking at Han Donglin's departure back, Jiang Yilan sighed in her heart, then closed her eyes with a tired look on her face.

No words all night.

The next morning, when Han Donglin went downstairs, he found that Jiang Yilan was dressed neatly and had prepared breakfast for him.

It is said that "a spring rain is warm, an autumn rain is cold." It is already late autumn. Before the heavy rain yesterday, the weather in Jiangdong was quite mild. After a night of heavy rain, that kind of gentleness no longer exists.

Although Han Donglin doesn't wear much, he is not an ordinary person and doesn't feel cold. Jiang Yilan's clothes today clearly reflect this sharp change in temperature.

Jiang Yilan wore a dark woolen skirt on her lower body, and a simple light gray turtleneck sweater on her upper body, and black British long leather boots on her feet, which looked dignified and elegant and fashionable.

Seeing Han Donglin walking down from the building, Jiang Yilan smiled slightly: "Down? Xiao Han?"

Han Donglin nodded. Seeing that Jiang Yilan looked good, he glanced at Jiang Yilan's ankle that was injured yesterday, and then asked, "How is your foot injury?"

"It's strange. I was so swollen when I twisted yesterday. I woke up this morning but the swelling disappeared, and the wound didn't hurt much." Jiang Yilan regained the gentle and gentle tone she usually spoke.

Hearing Jiang Yilan's words, Han Donglin knew that it was the trace of spiritual energy he had crossed when he bandaged Jiang Yilan's wound yesterday, but he didn't say anything else.

When he walked to the dining table, he saw bread and milk on it. Han Donglin asked casually: "Did you buy this bread outside?"

"I baked it myself." Jiang Yilan sat at the dining table, then pointed to the chair opposite, signaling Han Donglin to sit down and eat.

Han Donglin looked at Jiang Yilan with some surprise: "I didn't expect that Yilan not only cooks delicious food, but also can toast bread!"

"It's nothing difficult." Jiang Yilan smiled: "As long as there is a bread machine and flour, it's easy to make."

After pausing, Jiang Yilan said again: "I prefer to buy from outside, I prefer to do it myself."

Han Donglin pulled out the chair and sat down, then reached out to grab a slice of bread, took a bite, and nodded, "It's not bad, it's delicious."

"Just like it." Jiang Yilan said, and reached out to grab a slice of bread.

Compared to Han Donglin's eating behavior at will, Jiang Yilan's eating behavior is extremely elegant, making people feel pleasing to the eye.

At the dinner table, neither of them spoke again, nor did they mention what happened last night, as if they had forgotten everything last night.

After breakfast, Jiang Yilan cleaned up briefly, and the two of them planned to go out.

Before leaving, when he saw the cracked wall next to the door, a hint of apologies appeared on Han Donglin's face: "This...sorry, I'll call someone to deal with it later!"

"It's okay." Jiang Yilan said in a gentle tone: "You don't have to worry about this anymore. I'll just find someone to do it."

After saying that, her gaze paused on Han Donglin: "But, your strength is really great..."

"..." Han Donglin was speechless and could only touch his nose with guilt.

The two went downstairs together and got into Jiang Yilan's car. The destination was naturally eleventh.

When Jiang Yilan drove the car to the 11th high, it was just around the peak hours when the school teacher went to work.

Although the situation in the car was not visible from outside through the car window, when Jiang Yilan drove into the parking lot, some teachers still saw Han Donglin walking out of her car. Among them, there were several teachers who witnessed Jiang Yilan driving to pick up Han Donglin in the hall of the teaching building yesterday.

"Hey? Isn't that the new teacher who got into Principal Jiang's car after get off work yesterday and left with Principal Jiang?"

"What's going on? How could he get out of Principal Jiang's car early this morning?"

"Is it really a relative of Principal Jiang?"

"Isn't it because I spent the whole night with Principal Jiang?"

"What are you thinking? What kind of man can't you find with a beautiful woman like Principal Jiang? How could you like a poor little teacher?"

"It makes sense, it's me who was thinking about it!"

......

Amid the confused and envious and jealous eyes of the teachers, Han Donglin and Jiang Yilan had already walked into the teaching building.

The two of them simply said goodbye and went to their offices separately.

"Ah! Teacher Han, it's rare. I wasn't late today!" Just as Han Donglin walked into his office, Wang Wei's sarcastic voice immediately rang in the office.

After witnessing the scene that happened in front of the hall of the teaching building when he got off work yesterday, although Wang Wei was more or less concerned about the relationship between Han Donglin and Jiang Yilan, compared with the hatred and hostility he had accumulated towards Han Donglin over the past few days, that little concern was insignificant!

Moreover, in Wang Wei's opinion, even if Han Donglin has some relationship with Jiang Yilan, there is still a gap with him, a person with deep roots in the 11th High School.

"Thank you, Teacher Wang, for caring for me so much!" Han Donglin replied with Wang Wei's right smile: "There is nothing to do today that I need to be late!"
Chapter completed!