The food on the stove was still cooking, and Dr. Chu walked over to take out the food.

Mother Yan was finally able to taste the dishes made by her son. As soon as she put it in her mouth, she saw Yan Jing running downstairs in casual clothes.

"Is this outfit youthful enough?"

Yan Jing asked seriously, and Dr. Chu shook his head seriously.

From a young age, to the habit formed by wandering in the business circle, his temperament is still very sharp, even if he changes into the clothes of such a young man, it is still a little unsuitable.

Mother Yan finally swallowed the dish.

Jing'er's cooking skills are very good, and he inherited it perfectly from his father.

It's a pity she didn't taste much after his father got busy with work.

"Jing'er, can you guarantee that after remarrying girl Ling, you won't ignore her because of work?" Mother Yan asked suddenly.

Yan Jing grabbed the placket, "Yes."

Now that he has decided to stay with Aya Qingxuan, he will not be like a bad husband again.

Work is important, but family cannot be ignored either.

Successful men have to do both.

Mother Yan laughed and continued to eat.

Dr. Chu was still making up his mind, "Sir, your advantage is too small, do you have a school uniform?"

Forget about school uniforms, my wife is in college, not high school.

In the end, Yan Jing changed into a simple white T with a denim jacket, and the broken hair in the front grew longer. Dr. Chu took the scissors and said, "Sir, do you want me to help you?"

"No." Let him cut it and leave it like this.

…

Ling Qingxuan went back to school. First, he was borrowing books from the library. Second, he took some compulsory courses. Third, he was preparing for exams.

Although Ling Qingxuan had never eaten the food cooked by Yan Jing, she felt that Yan Jing made the food that was delivered to her those days.

It's so good, the little guy makes up for her lack of cooking skills every time...

No, the boss has no shortcomings. It's not that the boss doesn't know how to cook, it's just that he didn't do it to the extreme.

After Ling Qingxuan came out of the library, there were several boys behind him discussing which department this girl was, as if she had never seen it before.

Such a beautiful and temperamental girl should be ranked on the school's school beauties list.

Until I went to the classroom and waited for class, there were many people around Aya Qingxuan.

The girls who saw such a scene in the classroom were no longer surprised. After all, there was a time when Aya Qingxuan's posture was even more powerful than he is now.

And the boys wanted to sit around Aya Qingxuan. Even if they didn't like this class, it was a very comfortable thing to listen to beside a beautiful girl.

"Excuse me." When the class bell rang, the boys who were already seated looked up and saw a man suddenly appeared beside them.

Why is it a man, because just by looking at him, I feel that he should not belong to this classroom, this campus.

He has that kind of temperament of a superior, above all boys.

"It's about to go to class, how come there are still students who haven't sat down." The teacher walked in from outside and said something.

The boys naturally stepped aside, the man hooked his lips and smiled, noticing that the girls here immediately showed a nympho-like smile.

Where did this boy come from, did he follow Ayashi?

Why does she always have such good luck!

Ling Qingxuan's side just vacated a seat, and Yan Jing sat down directly.

The boys finally came back to their senses, what is the situation, how can they give up the position beside the goddess to an outsider!

The goddess can only sit next to them, or it can't sit on people!

"Classmate, come to class without a book?" Ling Qingxuan asked slightly tilting her head.

Yan Jing spread out her book in the middle and whispered, "There is now."

The boys around him clenched their fists, this development is not right, why is the iceberg goddess suddenly so gentle to this man, so close, and reading books together!

Many people in this class have lost their minds on the teacher.

The teacher on the stage coughed a few times and called him directly, "That classmate, yes, that's the boy in the seventh row."

Yan Jing was named, and the teacher asked a difficult question. The boys rejoiced at the misfortune, and the girls were nervous for him.

As a result, Yan Jing answered with kindness and eloquence, and also put forward other plans and questions, and threw them to the teacher.

The teacher touched his Mediterranean Sea and frowned as he flipped through the book in class.

"Classmate, you are disrupting the school." Ling Qingxuan's eyes were light, as if it was another universe.

Yan Jing was stunned and stretched out his hand.

With so many people watching, Ling Qingxuan directly grabbed the hand under his desk, "Be good in class."

The cold voice was numb and pleasant, Yan Jing nodded slightly and withdrew the upper hand. If the lower hand hadn't been holding the little girl's hand tightly, it would have looked like a man sitting upright. good student.

After a class, Yan Jing was lying on the table half-faced, his eyelashes long and flickering, "Classmate, do you want to take a nap together?"

The boys clenched their fists aside before they left, no, no, the goddess quickly rejected him!

As a result, Ling Qingxuan nodded slightly, and lay face to face with him, her delicate faces twined.

"Why did you come to school?" Ling Qingxuan asked.

Yan Jing didn't care about his face, "I miss you."

"Do I look like a college student?" He tugged at his clothes.

Ling Qingxuan told the truth, "It doesn't look like it."

Yan Jing failed to pretend to be tender, and lowered his eyes unhappy.

Ling Qingxuan suddenly stretched out his hand and brushed the bangs in front of him, "It's too long, do you want to cut it?"

Yan Jing nodded immediately, with a completely different attitude in front of Dr. Chu, "Yes!"

It tickles my heart just thinking about being stroked by my wife personally.

So after the lunch break between the two, Yan Jing was taken by Ling Qingxuan to the Shiyuan Litou store on the backstreet of the school.

Yan Jing: …

Didn't his wife come to cut it, why would these big men come to touch his hair?

But he had already responded, so he was embarrassed to put forward his other ideas to Ling Qingxuan.

The domineering president sat obediently at the barbershop and asked Tony for ten yuan to cut his hair.

Ling Qingxuan was waiting on the side, and the male barber next to him came over with a hairdressing book to introduce, "Beauty, you look so beautiful, this hair looks like you haven't done it before, do you want to change the look in our place, how about this? , does it look good or not, it's quite suitable..."

Yan Jing saw through the mirror that the barber was getting closer and closer to the little girl, and couldn't help but move, "Please keep your distance from my wife."

At this move, they all heard a click.

Yan Jing turned back stiffly, and saw in the mirror that his bangs had turned into dogs.

Ten Yuan Tony couldn't hold back, his hands trembled and said: "Guest, this is not my pot, you moved it yourself."

What else can Yan Jing say?

Yan Jing could only let him continue the scissors.

The male barber stood beside Aya Qingxuan and heard the words just now, and was still waiting for Aya Qingxuan's confirmation.

The little girl nodded lightly, "I don't want to change my hairstyle for the time being."

"Okay, what a pity." The barber sighed, looking at Yan Jing with envy and resentment.

When the two left Shiyuan Barbershop, the barber felt sorry for Yan Jing's hair and said that he would not accept the money.

Yan Jing smiled.

It's good that he didn't lose money.

The hairstyle is not good-looking, but fortunately, the appearance supports it.

"Yan Jing."

Called by the little girl, Yan Jing's breath instantly softened.

She stood on tiptoe, reached out and touched Yan Jing's head, "It's still quite handsome."