Chapter 195 Taste
Growing up, he was more like a brother. Qiao Suisui thought absentmindedly.

Qiao Jiming touched her head and said, "Did you hear that? Come and try it."

She said "Oh" and followed his method to re-secure the door lock.

"When someone knocks on the door, don't open it directly. Ask who it is first. Remember that?" He was a little worried. He remembered some reports on the news about drunks breaking into girls' rooms. He asked again, "Why don't you come home with me?"

Qiao Suisui waved her hands impatiently, "No."

He said no more.

Suddenly, the phone buzzed and Qiao Suisui picked it up. It was Guan Weizhi asking her if she had time and asking her to take her homework to meet him at the door of the lecture hall. Qiao Jiming walked away to help her put on her clothes.

She didn't bring too many clothes this time. Her underwear and skirts were all clean, so she didn't pack them separately. Qiao Jiming was folding her skirt and took out a white lace bra.

The boy's ears turned red instantly, his hands paused and froze for a few seconds, then he continued to tidy up as if nothing had happened, but the base of his ears and neck were covered with a thin red area.

At this time, Qiao Susu hung up the phone, walked over and saw that all his clothes had been sorted and folded, and he was putting the clothes into the closet one by one.

"I'll do the rest myself."

"Ah."

Qiao Jiming faced the closet, with his back to her, so that she couldn't see his expression. He agreed, but his hands continued to help her put clothes into the closet, and he stopped only after he had sorted them out.

"Who called just now?" He asked casually with his back to her.

"A friend." Qiao Susu didn't want to tell him too much.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Qiao Jiming's eyes. He gently closed the cabinet door, still with his back to Qiao Sui Sui, his hand still on the cabinet door handle, and lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you in a bad mood recently?"

"Ok?"

Qiao Jiming said, "Did I do something to make you angry?"

"Why do you say that?"

The young man turned around and walked in front of her. His height had surpassed hers two years ago. At this moment, Qiao Jiming leaned over slightly, picked up a strand of her hair with his slender and handsome hands, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

"Because you seem to be starting to hate me again, sister."

He leaned very close to her, so close that Qiao Susu could smell the pleasant, fresh soap scent on him.

Qiao Suisui turned her face away and covered it up uncomfortably: "No, you think too much."

Qiao Jiming stared at her for a long while, then smiled slightly, "Okay, I thought too much."

After that, she said a few more perfunctory words and urged him to leave. Qiao Jiming didn't know whether he didn't understand or was doing it on purpose, so he delayed for a long time and finally left slowly. Before leaving, he also told her to reply to his messages and calls in time.

After sending her brother away, Qiao Susu lay on the big bed in the hotel, thinking about the message sent by Ye Xi. She recalled the scene before she was forced to log out, and her brain was working fast.

Qiao Suisui stood up and picked up a pen, writing on the notebook while sorting out her thoughts. After writing a page, she came up with a guess that was very close to the truth -

In that bizarre dream, she remembered that the system seemed to prompt her that "the game failed".

Qiao Susu drew an arrow next to the word "failure" and wrote the word "log out".

If the game fails, you will be logged out.

What caused her to fail?

She was clearly living a good life, and had been giving birth to children and accumulating points as required by the system. The game had a very high degree of freedom, and the system had never assigned her any tasks. Everything was carried out according to her own choices. What went wrong?
Qiao Susu took the pen and drew circles on the paper in frustration, unable to figure out what behavior caused her to fail the game.

She decided to go to the appointment tomorrow and ask the so-called player No. 001.

Perhaps there are many other players besides her and Ye Xi, and others are playing the game but their progress is not as fast as hers.

Is their world in the game the same as your own?

Will they also meet Ruka, Munakata, Anubis and the others?
Will they experience the same story as she did? Are there other players who were forced to log out like her?

Doubts occupied her mind, and before she knew it, the time she had agreed with Guan Weizi had passed. Qiao Susu hurried to the school's classroom.

When we arrived, Guan Weizhi was leaning on the table in the first row of the classroom, reading a book. He was wearing a white shirt and gray cigarette trousers. There was no logo on the clothes, but just by looking at the style, material, and fit to his body, you could tell that they were expensive. His long legs were crossed, and the sunlight shone through the classroom window on his body, casting a halo on him. He looked cool and elegant, and his handsome appearance and cold temperament made people stay away.

"Teacher Guan, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Guan Weizhi didn't even raise his head, nor did he take his eyes off the book. He said calmly, "You're busier than I am."

Qiao Susu looked a little embarrassed, then she took out a homework from her bag and handed it to him with both hands.

"Teacher Guan, this is my homework."

Guan Weizi's gaze moved from the book in his hand to the white and tender fingertips, and then to the neatly stapled A4 papers.

He did not take the end of the paper closer to himself, but instead took it from her fingertips and flipped through it carelessly.

Qiao Susu clenched her fingers nervously, waiting for the trial.

"not bad."

When she heard Guan Weizi's comment, she was stunned.

She finished this homework last night. She didn't remember some of the professional knowledge because it had been so long. She didn't care and just typed it out. Today was the deadline so she rushed to finish it. In the end, she didn't even have time to read it through. Unexpectedly, Guan Weizhi not only didn't teach her a lesson, but also praised her. Qiao Suisui felt a little guilty and stood there laughing dryly, not knowing what to say.

Silence fell in the classroom.

After a long while, Guan Weizhi's voice suddenly rang out: "It's time for dinner."

Qiao Suisui nodded.

Guan Weizhi glanced at her, didn't hear what she said next, lowered his eyes, paused for two seconds, and said, "Come with me."

"where to?"

"Pay back the meal you owe."

Even when Qiao Suisui sat in Guan Weizhi's passenger seat, she still felt unreal. In fact, Guan Weizhi had just joined the school this semester. There were rumors that he was parachuted in, but he never responded directly. She was studying drama, and the teacher-student relationship in this major was generally much closer than that in other majors. In addition, many professors who came from art backgrounds were not as old-fashioned and pedantic as those in other departments. At most, they had a little academic persistence, but most of them were free and easy, and often mingled with students.

So it is normal for teachers and students to eat and drink together on some special days.

However, Qiao Susu had never gone out to eat with any teacher alone. Before that, she always followed her seniors to eat with the professors in the department.

"seat belt."

"Huh? Oh." She came to her senses and tried to fasten her seat belt, but it was stuck.

As she was adjusting, a slender hand reached out and helped her adjust the seat belt.

His breath moved closer, bringing with it a unique scent that she remembered; it was one of Penhaligon's perfumes.

When Qiao Suisui was dragged by Lin Xixi to go shopping, she had learned about this perfume. It was called The Tragedy of Lord George. The top note was brandy, which was woody and gave people a sense of nobility. The bottle was a golden deer head. She took a look at the price and quickly put it back.

Qiao Susu was a little distracted, thinking that she had just smelled 500 yuan, and she didn't notice that Guan Weizi's eyes swept across her slender white neck and exquisite collarbone without leaving a trace.

The man helped her fasten her seat belt, and without pausing for too long, he turned around, put his hands on the steering wheel, and adjusted his breathing without leaving any trace.

The car was unusually silent.

Qiao Susu sat quietly in the passenger seat, looking straight ahead. Suddenly, Guan Weizi's cold voice was heard.

"what do you like eating?"

　Who should I choose: a younger orthopedic yandere VS a beautiful teacher?

　　(End of this chapter)