Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Others misunderstood that she was a woman with sex appeal. She felt that there was no need to explain, because even if she explained, others would not believe it.    

But the person in front of her was Zhan Zifeng, the gentle and reasonable teacher in the university campus.    

She was willing to explain it to him.    

"That's the problem of his own character." Zhan Zifeng said.    

Xiong Miao looked up at him as if she was surprised that he believed her words so quickly.    

But thinking about it, it made sense. He was loved by everyone. He was the person who could comfort people the most. He was Teacher Zhan.    

"In the future, don't be alone in a dangerous place like a bar." Zhan Zifeng said again.    

Under the warm yellow night light, his face had a warm luster like it was dyed by sunlight. His handsome face at this moment, in front of Xiong Miao, was like a kind and kind senior, making Xiong Miao feel at ease.    

All this time, she had been the one to shoulder everything.    

She was tired and sleepy, so she had to carry on.    

A person suddenly appeared, using this kind of warm gaze to comfort and care for her.    

Her heart, which was burdened with weight, suddenly could not take it anymore. Tears fell down from her eyes in an instant. Xiong Miao did not expect this. She could not avoid it in time.    

Seeing her cry, Zhan Zifeng panicked and hurriedly parked the car by the side of the road. He pulled out a tissue and got close to her to help her wipe her tears. "Don't cry. Did I say something wrong?"    

Xiong Miao hurriedly took the tissue from his hand and wiped away the tears and snot. She shook her head and said in embarrassment and embarrassment, "No, you did not do anything wrong. It is because you are too good..."    

Yes, it was too good. It was too warm.    

That was why she could not bear the grievance in an instant and started to cry.    

Isn't that how people are? After being injured, when no one cared about her and relied on her, he can hide and lick his wounds by himself, but once someone asks for his warmth... All of his strong will to stand up was shattered, and he couldn't control his tears.    

After hearing what she said, Zhan Zifeng understood. She was scared by that man just now, and now he only cared about her for a few words, and she cried because she felt wronged.    

In the end, she was only a 24-year-old girl. Usually, she was strong, but there were times when she was weak.    

"It's fine. You can cry for a while if you want to. After crying, you'll feel better."    

Xiong Miao wiped away her tears and suddenly laughed again. She was amused by her own tears just now and felt very embarrassed, so she laughed.    

She actually cried in front of her teacher. Those who did not know would think that she was pretending to be pitiful to attract her teacher's sympathy.    

"It's fine, I'm fine. Let's go." It was almost midnight. She wanted to go back and sleep with the soft and fragrant group members.    

Every day, that was the happiest time of her life.    

"Alright then." Seeing that she could still smile, it should not be a big deal. Zhan Zifeng started the car.    

After sending her to the entrance of the neighborhood, Xiong Miao thanked him and got out of the car.    

After taking two steps, Zhan Zifeng called her from behind, "Xiong Miao."    

She stopped and turned around, "Huh?"    

"It's fine. You are very pretty today." Zhan Zifeng smiled and praised her.    

His smile was like the warm sun under the street lights, causing the temperature of this winter cold night to rapidly rise.    

It also warmed Xiong Miao's heart, "Thank you, Teacher Zhan."    

"In the future, just call me Zhan Zifeng." He said, waved at her, and entered the car.