The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

Jiang Xiyao had a dream tonight.

In the dream, the dead father was walking in the park with his childhood self, Jiang Xiyao couldn't hear what his father was saying.

But in the dream she could feel that she was happy.

When she woke up from the big dream, the woman shouted "Dad" in a daze, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Fang Zheng beside her staring at her suspiciously.

"What did you just call me?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.

Jiang Xiyao frowned, first wondering why she was in Fangzheng's bed? Then remember what happened last night.

It seems that he and he are already real boyfriend and girlfriend, and this is not his quilt, this is his own quilt.

"It was just a dream, not for you."

Jiang Xiyao sat up slowly, her long hair flowing down her shoulders, and some naughty strands of hair still stuck to the corners of Jiang Xiyao's mouth.

She looked out the window: "What time is it? Am I up late?"

Fang Zheng tried to retract his left arm, but even though his body had been strengthened ten times by the system and the blood could not flow, his left arm seemed to be abolished and remained motionless.

Fangzheng said, "It's a little later than you usually get up at six forty."

Jiang Xiyao looked back at Fang Zheng suspiciously: "Six forty? Then you woke up quite early today."

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman accidentally caught a glimpse of Fang Zheng's left arm that was reddened by her pillow all night, and laughed inexplicably.

"That's how I woke up."

Fang Zheng lay down on his back and sighed softly, "Don't put your arm on my arm next time if you don't let me hug me. I haven't slept well all night."

Jiang Xiyao slowly massaged Fang Zheng's left arm with her hands, and gently rubbed her fingers on the red spot of the pillow a few times: "Really? But I think you seem to be enjoying it, isn't it better?"

Fangzheng felt the strength of Jiang Xiyao's fingers: "It's better, it's quite comfortable to be rubbed by your hands."

The woman was stunned for a moment, then quickly retracted her finger, and if she wasn't careful, she would be taken advantage of by the man's mouth.

She got out of bed and asked Fang Zheng to turn his back temporarily, saying that he wanted to change his clothes.

Fang Zheng didn't mean to listen at all, but his eyes were not on Jiang Xiyao, he was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"Xiyao, are you not going to the company today? Go directly to our school?"

Jiang Xiyao put on a good shirt and trousers. Today, she is wearing looser and slimmer clothes. After all, she is going to school, which is not the same as what she wears in the workplace.

Jiang Xiyao said: "Go directly to your school. I'll go to the company in the afternoon. What's the matter?"

Fangzheng looked at her natural water snake waist. Once he caught his eye, it was difficult to remove it. It was too seductive.

"Then what do you say about your relationship with me in the school?"

Jiang Xiyao tied her hair with a small rubber band, ready to take a shower, and looked back at Fang Zheng, who was still lying on the bed:

"It's better that the two of us pretend not to know each other, otherwise I'm afraid the company will think too much when it hears some remarks."

"Then you told Yang Xiaoxue yesterday that we are boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Jiang Xiyao said with a smile: "You said it first, it has nothing to do with me, but today I will remind her not to talk nonsense with others, get up quickly, go to school first, I will wait for an hour before going, and then I will See you first."

"Well, get up!"

Fangzheng got up much faster than Jiang Xiyao, put on his clothes, went to the bathroom to wash his head, washed his face, and went to the refrigerator to grab two slices of bread, and went downstairs in a hurry.

When the man completed this series of operations, Jiang Xiyao was still sitting in front of the dresser, painting his eyebrows.

It's just that after Fang Zheng left, Jiang Xiyao's eyebrow pencil slowly fell, and her soft eyes became a lot more vigilant at this moment.

Stare at your beautiful self in the mirror.

The corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, thinking about some hidden dangers around Fangzheng,

Still have to fix it sooner.

......

Riding a small electric donkey to the school is a familiar process, charging the broken electric car, and saying hello to some familiar teachers on the road.

When I came to the office, the director of Mediterranean Wang, who still looked down on him today, was still the same as Yang Xiaoxue, who came to the office early.

Because the first class was Fang Zheng's class, he packed up the lesson plan and went straight to class.

The atmosphere in the class was good. With the benefits that Fangzheng said yesterday, the enthusiasm of the students to study was completely different from before.

Before get out of class ended, he relocated Yu Jing and Yang Yibiao to make them the same table.

This sudden operation made a certain gay man named Ding Peng envious.

The bell rang, and when Fang Zheng returned to the office, Jiang Xiyao was led into the school by the principal at this time.

The two women first went to the principal's office and didn't know what to talk about, and then the principal and Jiang Xiyao came to the third-grade office to find Mr. Yang Xiaoxue, the main person in charge of the art competition, for business handover.

The two women chatted and walked side by side to the door of the office on the third floor, and the principal made a gesture of invitation.

"Mr. Jiang, this is our teacher Yang Xiaoxue's office, let me show you!"

As soon as Jiang Xiyao and the principal walked in, Yang Xiaoxue, Fang Zheng, and Director Wang of the Mediterranean all stood up.

The principal said one by one out of politeness: "Mr. Jiang, this is Director Wang, our third-grade dean, this is Teacher Fang, and this is Teacher Yang Xiaoxue, who is in charge of this art competition."

After all, the principal of the relationship between Fangzheng and Jiang Xiyao is well-informed, so when he introduced Fangzheng, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but give a meaningful smile.

Jiang Xiyao had no expression on her face, but just nodded at Fangzheng, pretending that she didn't know each other.

"Hello Mr. Fang."

Fang Zheng also simply replied, "Mr. Jiang is good."

But he is like this, it does not mean that other people are like this, especially the director of the teaching director Wang is much more enthusiastic than Fang Zheng.

The middle-aged man also accidentally heard yesterday that the deputy person in charge of this art competition turned out to be the general manager of the Jiang Group. This morning, he deliberately cleaned up the few remaining hairs on his head.

At this moment, he took the initiative to walk over and want to shake hands with Jiang Xiyao.

"Mr. Jiang! I've admired the name for a long time. I'm the dean of the third grade, Wang Baichuan. I'm very glad that you can participate in the educational work of our school in the next two months."

Jiang Xiyao smiled at him perfunctorily, and Wang Baichuan smiled even more, thinking that this CEO looks so young and good-looking? !

It's just that the principal saw that Jiang Xiyao didn't want to shake hands with Wang Baichuan, and said quickly, "Director Wang, I have something to talk to you about later. You can go to my office and wait for a while."

When Wang Baichuan heard the principal's words, he retracted his hand in embarrassment, and said, "I'll go first, principal, Mr. Jiang. You can ask me any questions when you are handing over with Mr. Yang."

Jiang Xiyao smiled but said, "Okay, thank you Director Wang."

After Wang Baichuan left, Yang Xiaoxue also took the initiative to walk over, Fang Zheng sat down and watched the three women talk a little bit, and the three sentences were all polite.

Female principal: "Mr. Jiang, Ms. Yang Xiaoxue also has some research on art and painting. With her working with you on our school's art work, I believe that our school will definitely get a good result in the city competition."

Jiang Xiyao took the initiative to shake hands with Yang Xiaoxue, who was indescribably nervous and helpless.

Jiang Xiyao: "Hello, Mr. Yang, we met in a hurry last night. Look carefully today, you are really beautiful."

Yang Xiaoxue snorted and said nervously: "Really, President Jiang has won the award. Compared with you, I am nothing."

The headmistress was surprised when she heard this: "Did you two meet yesterday? That's great, um, I still have something to do in my office, then Mr. Jiang, Mr. Yang, and you two talk first? Xiaoxue, treat me well. Does President Jiang know?"

Yang Xiaoxue remembered the embarrassing meeting yesterday, thinking that such a beautiful woman was Fang Zheng's girlfriend, she felt even more ashamed.

"Okay Principal! Go slowly!"

Jiang Xiyao also said, "The principal walks slowly."

After the principal left the office, only Jiang Xiyao, Yang Xiaoxue and Fang Zheng were left.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiyao said in the first sentence: "So Mr. Yang and my boyfriend are in the same office?"