Male God, a Little Su

She suppressed the warm emotions that she could barely contain, and her eyes fixed on the man.

The man's eyebrows are clear, and the white clothes and black trousers wrap a good figure with perfect proportions. Strong background and excellent ability. From childhood to adulthood, it is a god-like existence that other children cannot look up to.

He wears a pair of gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose, and Wang Shiyuan has forgotten when he started wearing glasses. In his impression, he doesn't seem to be short-sighted. These glasses are more like an ornament, which makes his temperament and appearance more refined.

But Wang Shiyuan will never forget the arrogant sarcasm in those eyes at the time, and the indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

It's not like he is now, he would be willing to go to such an ordinary high school to teach.

Even if only for two months.

"Brother Qiao... Let's go to dinner together at night? Huh?"

She was cautious, unable to restrain herself any longer.

The white fingertips pinched his sleeve and shook it gently.

The cold eyes slowly fell on her hands. The man's voice was very light, "Shi Yuan, when did you become so ignorant of the rules?"

The emotion revealed in the black eyes was as sharp as a knife, causing Wang Shiyuan to quickly withdraw his hand as if he had been scalded.

"Joe, Brother Qiao...I..." Even if she entered the entertainment industry, the delicate woman who could hang and beat all the female stars in the altar showed a look of overwhelm and even fear.

"teacher!"

At this moment, a soft voice with just the right natural sweetness suddenly sounded, breaking the depression and embarrassment in the office.

Qiao Ye pushed his glasses and squinted towards the door.

The petite girl walked into the office lightly with a schoolbag on her back.

He tilted his head and asked him gently, "When will you go home?"

Family--

He couldn't help showing a faint smile, his thin lips hooked.

Even if he passed by, he was noticed by Wang Shiyuan, whose attention was always on him.

She pursed her red lips tightly, her fair-skinned red Kodan's fingers tightly squeezed her handbag, feeling the crisis for the first time in her heart.

Before, even if she went abroad, she was not worried.

Because she knew how proud and arrogant this man was.

In his eyes, I am afraid that no woman in this world is worthy of him. Even if she can't get it, it doesn't matter, at least other women have no chance either.

But now, she saw another possibility.

It was something she had never dared to think about in her life.

And that person turned out to be a young girl who didn't leave the campus with a schoolbag on her back!

"Come to find me specially?"

Qiao Ye smiled lowly and hooked his fingers towards Su Yan.

Su Yan grabbed the strap of her schoolbag and walked towards Qiao Ye. The woman's eyes have been on her, with inquiry and vigilance. The girl who was watching lowered her head, her fingertips turning white while clutching the strap.

Seems to be frightened.

Qiao Ye glanced at Wang Shiyuan lightly.

"Shi Yuan, don't scare the little girl."

The tone seems casual, but it has a sense of domineering maintenance.

Wang Shiyuan's eyes turned red all of a sudden, she gritted her teeth and smiled more and more charmingly, "Brother Qiao, is she your student?"

"Well, temporarily."

Qiao Ye's eyelids twitched, and the answer was calm.

Su Yan walked by Wang Shiyuan's side, and in her low gaze, she could see a foot quietly sticking out, wearing black high-heeled shoes.

She bent her cherry lips, as if she didn't see it, raised her face to look at Qiao Ye.

He raised his feet expressionlessly and fell.

"ah--"