The next morning, Qingyan woke up in Zhan Linghan's arms. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, turned her head and looked at her head on the bedside table.

"Um!! Late!!" For a moment, all the sleepy insects ran away, and Qingyan suddenly sat up from the bed.

Her movements alarmed Zhan Linghan. Zhan Linghan opened his eyes, lying on the bed, stretched out his hands, and wrapped Qingyan in his arms.

"Hmm? Sleep with me for a while."

"Ling Han, it's 8:20 now!!"

Qingyan didn't want to be late for school the next day. She broke free from Zhan Linghan's arms, picked up the school uniform hanging on the hanger and went into the bathroom.

Qingyan quickly changed her school uniform and brushed her teeth and washed her face as quickly as possible. When she walked out of the bathroom, Zhan Linghan got off the bed.

The boy took off his pajamas and exposed his fair and tight skin. The morning light shone in from outside the window, outlining graceful lines on his waist.

Such a figure will make people feel nosebleed.

However, Qingyan rushed to the kitchen and heated the quick-frozen buns in the microwave.

Zhan Linghan casually put on his school uniform tie, and he stood at the door of the bedroom and said to Qingyan in the kitchen:

"Qingyan, being late is not a big deal. With me here, the teacher dares not punish you."

Qingyan suddenly remembered that she had not combed her hair into two braids, so she rushed into the bathroom again.

She covered her forehead with her thick bangs, combed her silk-like hair into two braids and hung it on her chest.

No one in the school has ever combed this hairstyle. This hairstyle, coupled with the round glasses that blocked two-thirds of her face, and the freckles projected on her cheeks, makes people feel that Qingyan is a rural bun.

"Ding!" The buns in the microwave were hot, and Zhan Linghan walked over first and took them out of the microwave.

The two of them were wearing shoes at the entrance. Qingyan saw Zhan Linghan's tie being beaten in a crooked manner, so she reached out to help Zhan Linghan get the tie back.

Zhan Linghan lowered his eyes and looked at Qingyan, who was carefully helping him tie. He raised the corners of his lips, lowered his head, and kissed her forehead through Qingyan's bangs.

However, Qingyan ignored it. She put on her tie, carried her schoolbag, and hurriedly ran towards the elevator.

In the end, Qingyan was still late, and she was late for nearly a whole class...

The English teacher looked at Qingyan who was standing at the door of the classroom and whispered a report. This time, the English teacher did not let Qingyan come in.

Yesterday, the English teacher returned to the office and heard other teachers talking about Zhan Qingyan, saying that she was just a distant relative of the Zhan family. If she was a relative with good relationships, the Zhan family would definitely arrange for Qingyan to enter the special class, so why would she let her enter the ordinary class to study again?

Since Qingyan is just an ordinary student, the English teacher feels that he doesn’t have to smile at Qingyan.

"Why are you always late?" The English teacher grabbed the instruction stick and walked towards Qingyan.

"My class has been finished today. Zhan Qingyan, don't you think you have too good grades and don't need to take my class?"

"Teacher..." With Qingyan's English level, she really doesn't need to take English classes, but as soon as she spoke, the English teacher roared at her:

"Put your palms out! Beat three times late for class, and beat twenty times absent from class!"

Qingyan looked at the English teacher's teaching stick in his hand and raised it.
Chapter completed!