Tang Xian followed Wen Lan out of the campus. Tang Xian glanced behind him and didn't see Zou Huaidong. He was secretly happy in his heart and didn't say anything. He just followed Wen Lan with his hands in his pockets, with a lazy smile on his face.

Wen Lan noticed someone behind her and looked back at Tang Xian. A helpless look appeared on her cold and pretty face. She paused, and then said, "Is it okay to let me be quiet alone? Go back quickly, and class will be held later."

"It's good to have someone chat with me if you're fine."

Tang Xian smiled, then looked at Wen Lan and said, "I haven't eaten yet. You haven't eaten much just now. Find a place to eat something to fill your stomach. As a thinker, you need to eat enough to get enough."

Young Master Tang was extremely delicate. He just heard Zou Huaidong say that Wen Lan had nowhere to settle down at this moment. Tang Xian knew that the beautiful teacher’s current financial conditions might be quite embarrassing. Then he understood why Wen Lan had such a meal at noon. He had just been disturbed by himself for a long time. Wen Lan had not eaten a few bites of the lunch box, so he was probably hungry now.

Wen Lan hesitated for a moment, then shook her head: "You go, I'm not hungry."

She really had no money in her pocket, so she had to eat with the students and couldn't let the students pay. Wen Lan looked at Tang Xian apologetically and said.

"You have to give me a chance to bribe you, right? Don't worry, I didn't ask you to go to the King's meal, so I brought the money."

Tang Xian smiled and took Wen Lan's hand without saying a word. The beautiful teacher struggled slightly. Looking at Tang Xian looking at the vehicles passing by, he sighed helplessly and agreed silently, but the pretty face that was always as icy as frost finally thawed a little.

As the top key middle school in Binhai City, Binhai No. 1 Middle School has extremely complete transportation and catering facilities. Tang Xian didn’t look for a small stall set up on the street. When he had a date with a beautiful teacher for the first time, he had to choose a decent place. After searching for a long time, he found a cafe.

The Binhai City relocation project has entered the mid-stage period, and the street-facing commercial buildings have been completed. This cafe is a recently opened mid-range consumption place. Wen Lan was a little panicked when she saw Tang Xian pulling herself into the cafe. In this era, people who often go to the cafe were white-collar workers. Although she was a teacher from a key middle school, she was still a little afraid of such a place with her income, for fear that she would not bring enough money today, and if she was embarrassed, she would not live.

"Go and eat wontons, I want to eat wontons..."

Wen Lan said as she glanced at a big temple wonton on the street. She only had a bowl of wontons worth one or fifty cents, and she could afford it.

Tang Xian smiled and then said, "Don't worry, just follow me quietly, and you won't be sold..."

Tang Xian's words were a bit teasing. Wen Lan gave Tang Xian a fierce look when she heard this, and sighed helplessly, but she was still worried.

As soon as I entered the cafe, Wen Lan's heart was shocked. The burgundy floor, the elegant and unique marble dining table, the exquisite and unique U-shaped rattan chairs, and the vines hanging from the ceiling. Accompanied by the melodious and soothing music of the cafe, it gives people a very high-end feeling.

The waiter led Tang Xian to the back row, but was stopped by Tang Xian: "Give me a private room."

This cafe is near the school, with bright floor-to-ceiling windows. Master Tang doesn't want students to see him drinking coffee with his teacher. You should know that in this era, only couples will enter and exit such places.

Wen Lan's face looked a little embarrassed. She realized that Tang Xian was holding hands. She quickly struggled away, calmed down for a while, and did not interrupt, but just followed Tang Xian.

The private room was a separate compartment of about eight square meters. The long coffee table and a wide sofa made people feel embarrassed. Tang Xian took the menu on the coffee table and was too lazy to order, so he just asked for a couple's meal. Wen Lan resisted the urge to scold Tang Xian, and then Tang Xian took out his wallet from his pocket, took out two hundred-dollar bills and handed them over.

"How much?"

Wen Lan looked at the menu and the couple's set was marked with 148 yuan, which made her a little embarrassed. She only had more than 30 yuan in her pocket.

After the waiter left the box, Wen Lan remained silent for a moment before saying to Tang Xian: "I will give you back."

After saying that, his face turned a little red. The current beautiful teacher's indifference just now disappeared, but the rest was boundless embarrassment.

Tang Xian waved his hand, then helped Wen Lan arrange the tableware, and then smiled and said, "Can't you treat me as a friend?"

Tang Xian’s psychological age is older than Wen Lan. This sentence is extremely natural, but to Wen Lan’s sound, it is extremely awkward.

Beautiful eyes glanced at Tang Xian gently, and then said, "Yes, but we are teachers and students first, and friends again."

"That's OK."

Tang Xian nodded, but didn't know what to say. He couldn't rashly inquire about other people's family situation. After all, he and Wen Lan were not familiar with this.

"What's that guy's name just now?"

Tang Xian hesitated for a moment before saying seriously to Wen Lan: "Do you want me to teach him a lesson? You know, I have this ability."

Wen Lan knew Tang Xian's identity and the only son of Deputy Mayor Tang Li. Wen Lan didn't feel much about this identity. The biggest official she had ever seen was just the director of the Education Bureau when the leader of the Education Bureau came to inspect the work. Wen Lan did not have a very clear concept of the identity of a deputy mayor who was in charge of the education system.

But she also knew that the deputy mayor should have great power. In the eyes of others, she could only see it on the TV.

"Need not."

Wen Lan was a little panicked when she heard Tang Xian's words and shook her head quickly. Nowadays, middle school students are young and energetic, and they are impulsive and irresponsible. Tang Xian's family background is so special. If he really does something random, he will probably be a little bit, so he quickly refuses.

"This is my private matter, don't worry."

Wen Lan stared at Tang Xian with her eyes and said seriously.

Master Tang looked at those extremely serious eyes for a while before he smiled: "Okay."

Seeing that Tang Xian seemed to have really given up, Wen Lan breathed a sigh of relief. The private room was once in silence. This feeling made her a little dazed. Today, she didn't know that she was no longer possessed, and she actually said so many things to this child.

The waiter served dishes, desserts, coffee, fruit trays, cola, and two steaks and two fries.

"Eat, and chat while eating."

Tang Xian said to the beautiful teacher and carefully cut the steak for her. Seeing Tang Xian's skillful movements, Wen Lan was a little surprised. She had been living and studying in Shanghai Beijing for a while. That period may have been the most carefree time in her life. She often went in and out of places similar to cafes with her classmates in the same dormitory. She was not unfamiliar with Western food, but since she got married, this lifestyle has been away for a long time.

After all, a teacher who earns more than 1,000 yuan a month is still reluctant to give up a meal of more than 100 yuan.

"Talk about you, I'm very curious, what is your normal life like?"

Wen Lan looked at Tang Xian chewing heavily, and the restraint in her heart gradually disappeared. She raised a piece of steak and ate it quietly, but her eyes looked at Tang Xian, with curiosity in her beautiful eyes.

There was too little communication between her and Tang Xian. Most of the time, she scolded Tang Xian. The occasional conversation was based on the fact that after Master Tang attacked her, Wen Lan was a little curious. What was the lifestyle of the young master of the deputy mayor who was taken care of by the principal?

"Me? What's special about my life?"

Tang Xian smiled when he heard this. He could feel the curiosity of the beautiful teacher. He thought for a moment, and then said: "Every hour of physical exercise every morning, eat breakfast, class, after school, eat, class..."

"How come you have so many classes?"

Wen Lan gave Tang Xian a hateful look. The guy was embarrassed to say that Tang Xian didn't know how much Wen Lan had eaten because she skipped classes. The school was afraid that Tang Xian would have an accident and always attached great importance to Tang Xian's investigation, but Tang Xian didn't take it seriously. Wen Lan was forced to sue the deputy mayor. Tang Xian still refused to change his lessons. What can she do? Therefore, in the past six months, Wen Lan has been criticized a lot with the director of the teaching department.

Tang Xian laughed dryly when he heard this, and could feel the resentment of the beautiful teacher. He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Actually, I haven't pulled down the school courses. I have been forgetting to eat and sleep for the past six months. Now I have finished the three-year high school courses myself."

Wen Lan just thought Tang Xian was bragging, and her beautiful eyes turned her eyes and gave Tang Xian a disdain and ate in small mouthfuls.

"What are you doing when you skip classes?"

After a while, Wen Lan asked Tang Xian curiously. Since Xie Ning told her experience to Wen Lan last time, Wen Lan had undergone a tremendous change in Tang Xian's senses. She was not so disgusted with Tang Xian's hippie smile. Perhaps it was because of the incident that started half a year ago, there had always been a very unique relationship between her and Tang Xian.

Not like a teacher or a friend.

Tang Xian was a little hesitant when he heard this. His extracurricular life was not rich, but he could definitely fall below Wen Lan's glasses. After being silent for a long time, Young Master Tang didn't say a word, and Wen Lan didn't ask any more.

A steak was not enough, but at least Wen Lan didn't eat much, and there were fruits and desserts at the bottom. She was full of food. She took a sip of coffee and took a sip of it. Her beautiful eyes quietly looked at the decoration of the cafe without saying a word.

"Okay, let's talk about you now."

Tang Xian smiled softly, very bright, without the aggressive feeling. He held a cartoon fabric pillow in his arms, looked at the cold and beautiful face with his head tilted, and felt a little impulsive.

This impulse was like a sudden attack on the chest half a year ago, and it was inexplicably revealed. In Tang Xian's words, the evil fire could not be suppressed.

"Me? What do I have to say?"

Wen Lan looked at Tang Xian's curious appearance and smiled faintly. She was not used to being asked about her private life by a student...

"I just want to help you... give a hero a chance to save beauty, and you will find that my arms are still very strong."

Tang Xian said shamelessly that women have always been creatures that admire strong people. Tang Xian lost because of his age, but Master Tang wanted to prove that he is still very energetic and is enough to give women a sense of security...

Tang Xian bent his arms in a funny way to act like a bodybuilder. Wen Lan couldn't help laughing when she saw this and gave Tang Xian a disdainful look, but she didn't realize that the charm of this glance was far from the cold Ruohanbing just now.
Chapter completed!