Lan Yanxi's mind buzzed, and she began to eat some words: "You What do you want to come back so early?"

"Didn't I want to accompany you to the Lan's house?

Of course I'm going back to pick you up to have a meal with your grandpa. "

Hearing her panicked tone, Ling Mofeng couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Lan Yanxi was ashamed immediately, my God, what was she thinking about just now.

"Okay, you are busy with work first, come back when you are done, don't worry."

Lan Yan said shyly.

Ling Mofeng hummed, but was a little reluctant to hang up the phone, so he asked her again: "What do you want for lunch, I'll ask Aunt Wang to prepare it and send it over."

"Anything is fine. I'm really hungry now. I'll eat a few biscuits to fill my stomach first."

Lan Yanxi walked out of the bedroom door while talking.

"Okay, I'll ask her to prepare and send it over as soon as possible, and you have a good rest in the afternoon."

Ling Mofeng still loves her very much.

"I see, let's hang up first."

Lan Yanxi smiled contentedly, and then she hung up the phone.

Ling Mofeng looked at the phone, his handsome face slightly startled.

Mu Weicheng is going to report to school today. From the general manager of a base, he was demoted to a school trainer. For him, this is really a big drop in his career. In the eyes of others, he was implicated by the old president. That's why Ling Mofeng investigated him and demoted him.

Mu Weicheng didn't say a word. Someone looked at him with sympathy, and he looked normal.

He led a total of three classes, all of whom were considered young elites, aged between eighteen and twenty. His main job was to be in charge of military training. Mu Weicheng's training was very strict, and he didn't give anyone face. Therefore, everyone called him the iron-faced general behind his back. Even so, there were still many girls who liked him.

In the afternoon, Mu Weicheng walked into a new classroom. This classroom was the youngest freshman. He looked at his faces one by one, and they were all tender and childish. At first glance, he looked like a rich kid who seldom endured hardship.

Suddenly, his eyes froze, because he saw a petite girl sitting in the last row, with that lovely and beautiful face, which made Mu Weicheng's face stern for a moment.

In the next second, he walked directly towards the girl.

"You are not in this class, why are you also studying here?"

His stern voice made some students present shudder.

"I came here as a transfer class. I just came here yesterday. Does Instructor Mu have any objections?"

Ling Nuannuan immediately stood up, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Mu Weicheng with her beautiful eyes without fear.

"Change your class, don't come to my class."

Mu Weicheng turned off his face and asked directly.

"Why do I want to transfer classes? I don't want to. I just stay in this class, and the principal agrees."

Ling Nuannuan immediately sat back in his seat with an uncompromising expression.

"No reason, I can't teach you." JrNovels.com