Chapter 1172 You Shouldn't Sit in My Seat (6)

"Eh..." She raised her head, looked at the man standing beside her, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled politely, "Zhao Zheng."

Zhao Zheng was wearing a light blue shirt and dark blue trousers, standing beside her, looking at her, "Are you coming to the game too?"

Nonsense, aren't you sitting here watching a football game? Are you here to see him?

Xuxu nodded, "Yes, Su Yue called me over."

If he didn't show up, she would have forgotten that Zhao Zheng is the teacher of this school.

In fact, when old classmates meet, it's okay to say hello, but she always feels that Zhao Zheng communicates with people like a person from another world.

Sometimes she really doubted that he did it on purpose.

So now she instinctively rejects any contact with him.

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "I've met Su Yue several times in school, so tell her to come to the office to find me if she needs anything."

As he spoke, he bent down and sat down next to Xuxu. After sitting down, he reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

A pair of eyes stared straight at Xuxu's face.

"Thank you." Xuxu bent her lips, then she lowered her head and reached out to brush her hair.

She really wanted to turn around and yell at Zhao Zheng, can you please stop looking at me like that.

It's really for Teacher Zhao's sake.

Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "You're welcome, she is your sister just like my sister."

Is this man sick? To put it bluntly, isn't it too shameless?

Forget about the people around, and Ming Ancheng is present, so Chi Guoguo really wants to have something to do with her, why your sister is my sister, doesn't he feel ambiguous?

Xuxu was speechless, "..."

Her face changed, she pursed her lips and did not answer Zhao Zheng's words.

"Zhao Zheng, you made a mistake. That's Yan Rusheng's younger sister." Ming Ancheng, who was sitting on the other side of Xuxu, suddenly opened his mouth and corrected Zhao Zheng.

His light tone, light smile, all reveal a taste of sarcasm.

Zhao Zhenghan smiled, "It's all the same."

He only glanced at Ming Ancheng, and then returned his gaze to Xuxu, "I heard that you gave birth, and I've always wanted to go and see yours, but I couldn't get away from it."

"No, no, no." Xuxu shook his head, not looking at Zhao Zheng.

Her attitude was so obvious, but Zhao Zheng still found various topics to chat with her unknowingly, "You see, you are the mother of two children, and you are still like a little girl."

As he spoke, he cast his eyes down and glanced at Xuxu, a pair of black pupils gleamed under his eyes.

Xuxu was wearing a white scoop neck sweater and wine red slim pencil pants today, which perfectly hid the little fat she had after giving birth.

Because of the tonic for the first month, the face is more rosy and clear than before.

What Zhao Zheng said was absolutely right, if he was in this group of college students, he would definitely think that she was a student of this school.

Xuxu was embarrassed by such a straightforward compliment. She blushed and laughed dryly, speechless.

Ming Ancheng, who was sitting on the other side, bowed his head and covered his lips with his hands, but there were still traces of slyness in the corners of his eyes, betraying that he was snickering.

He hoped that Zhao Zheng would not leave so quickly, and just sit here, until Yan Rusheng came over, there must be a good show.

"Xuxu, the game is over in a while, let's have a meal with Ming Ancheng." Zhao Zheng said, looking at Ming Ancheng.

His eyes were clearly hoping that he would say he didn't have time.

This way, he and Xuxu could go to dinner alone.