In fact, Yang Sine had no choice. If he continued to struggle, he would probably delay Yang Feixue's great years. This was due to fatherly love. From a realistic perspective, Han Yi is no longer the farm boy in Yangzhou. He can beat him just by just wanting to hit the board. You must know that Han Yi has a higher status in the North Korean country than him. If he forcibly married Yang Feixue, he would not be able to stop Han Yi from doing anything. Moreover, Han Yi is sometimes very scary, and he has no other way except to accept it.

But no matter what, Yang Sine's reluctance made Han Yi very happy and had no intention of Yang Sine talking about it. Yang Sine also saw it, so she left on the pretext of herself.

As soon as Yang Sine left, Han Yi immediately ran to Yang Feixue's boudoir.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"What's up?"

Yang Feixue's voice came from inside, which was very dull, but the voice was very different from before, and it was very capable.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Han Yi knocked on the door again before he could speak.

At first, there was a little silence inside, and then Yang Feixue said, "If you don't speak, I won't open the door. Who knows if it's a bad person?"

Compared to just now, this tone changed back to the innocent Yang Feixue before.

Han Yi smiled and said, "If I don't open the door, I'm going to break in!"

"OK!"

"Flying snow!"

Han Yi pretended to be angry.

After a while, with a creaking sound, the door finally opened. There was a woman standing inside the door, with delicate melon-shaped face, delicate eyebrows and beautiful eyes, like clouds, casually tied into a bun behind her, wearing a neutral service of freedom and beauty, looking very capable, noble and full of wisdom, which was very different from the innocent and lovely girl she used to be, just like two of them.

Han Yi was stunned for a moment.

Yang Feixue looked at him in confusion and said, "Have you knocked on the wrong door?"

Han Yi laughed, "If you stand here, even if you knock it wrong, I will only feel lucky."

Yang Feixue pursed her lips and smiled, "Come in!"

Han Yi entered the door and skillfully hooked his feet, closed the door, then hugged Yang Feixue and kissed him hard.

Yang Feixue didn't expect this guy to be so direct. He was confused when he kissed him. After a moment, he realized it, but it was too late.

After a while, Han Yi let go of Yang Feixue.

"You guys bullied me as soon as you come back!" Yang Feixue hit Han Yi's chest hard with pink fist, her cheeks flushed, but her expression became even more beautiful.

Han Yi looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I miss you so much."

Yang Feixue stared at him with a slanted eyes for a moment, and suddenly broke free, "I won't believe you." There was a little joy in his shyness.

Han Yi grabbed her delicate hand again and said excitedly: "Feixue, tell you good news."

“What good news?”

"Your father has agreed."

"What did my dad agree to?"

"It's just betrothing you to me."

"ah?"

Yang Feixue opened her mouth slightly when she heard this.

Han Yi said in a daze: "What? Do you don't like it?"

"I--!"

Yang Feixue was so embarrassed that this person was really bad. She was obviously teasing me. She saw that Han Yi didn't seem to be pretending, and stomped her feet, "If you don't even know whether I like it or not, then you'd better not come." As she said that, she threw off Han Yi's hand and went to her desk to sit down.

Oh——So this little girl is shy! Han Yi breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward with a smile, and saw the tables and chairs, which were made by the standard Fengfei Tower, and said, "It's quite professional! But Feixue, I asked you to go to the college to make your life more colorful, not to let you work hard. How could you move such a professional desk and chair to the bedroom? I'll let someone move it out for you later."

"What are you doing? This is my house!" Yang Feixue hurriedly protected his desk and said, "Besides, this is all for you to harm him."

Han Yi wondered: "What does this have to do with me?"

Yang Feixue said: "Who told you to go there for so long? Sister Wuyi was waiting for delivery at that time. The teaching materials, course arrangements, and student registration of this college all fell on me alone. I not only moved my desk to the bedroom."

Han Yi blinked and wanted to slap himself in the face.

Yang Feixue's eyes turned and she laughed, "I just like it very much. Thank you, Han Yi, if it weren't for you, my life wouldn't have been so fulfilling."

Han Yi glanced at him and said dryly: "You said so, why do I have the nerve to move this desk and chair out? Feixue, you are getting smarter and smarter."

"It's all learned from you!" Yang Feixue shook her eyes proudly.

"I really can't do anything to you!"

Han Yi shook his head with a wry smile, but for Yang Feixue, he felt more guilty, and was about to reach out to bring her over and love her. But when he reached out halfway, Yang Feixue suddenly said: "It's just right that you're back. I have many problems here and I don't know if I've done it right. Please help me see."

"ah?"

"What are you?"

"I just arrived!"

"I know!"

"According to the plot, isn't this a part of expressing love for each other?"

"What kind of lovesickness? Where can I miss you?"

Han Yi suddenly felt heartbroken.

Yang Feixue suddenly realized that she had said the wrong thing, opened her mouth slightly, and looked at Han Yi nervously.

Han Yi looked at her and said sadly: "You can do it yourself, anyway, my heart is broken."

Yang Feixue said suspiciously: "How can it be so easy to break."

Han Yi said excitedly: "You haven't even thought about me. Listen to it yourself. How heartbreaking it is!"

Yang Feixue's eyes shook left and right, "I-I thought you arranged so many things for me before leaving, because I was afraid that I would suffer from lovesickness, so--so I tried not to think about you. Isn't this what you hope?"

"Don't give me this!" Han Yi snorted and patted his thighs, "Sit here quickly, maybe I will forgive you."

Yang Feixue's cheeks flushed and she bit her red lips and said, "Or—or we'll finish the business first, and we'll have to go to class tomorrow. If we haven't finished the work here, I won't have the heart to say anything else."

"no!"

"If it doesn't work, forget it!" Yang Feixue's face turned.

Wow! So! Han Yi raised his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it, I'm afraid of you!" As he spoke, he stood up, carried a chair to Yang Feixue to sit down, held her delicate waist with one hand, rubbed it gently, and looked at the table seriously, "What problem can stump the beautiful Yang who coexists with wisdom and beauty, let me take a look." He was secretly happy in his heart, and I was also stupid. What is the meaning of pure love? I have to add some plots to it, so that it can be exciting.

Yang Feixue looked depressed. Can you still work with peace of mind? This person clearly did it on purpose, and I wouldn't let you succeed. She pretended that she didn't know anything, so she picked up a piece of information and handed it to Han Yi.

But this statement can't stop. It's not that Yang Feixue deliberately found something to block Han Yi's vulgar tricks because of shyness, but that there are really many problems. All the policies of the college were determined by Han Yi, and they all took over the first time. The worst thing is that Han Yi is not here yet. Many female teachers even want to start school a little late. Yang Feixue asked the school to start on time, so she went to school first and waited for Han Yi to come back. Even if there were a little mistake, it didn't matter.

As he was talking, Han Yi took back Yang Feixue's hand that was taking advantage of her waist and started talking to Yang Feixue seriously.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"Sister Feixue, the master asked the villain to remind Mr. Han that it was getting late and there was a curfew soon."

Han Yi looked up and found that it was already dark. He couldn't help but look stunned and looked at Yang Feixue again. One day! We've talked about business for a day! You've played this trick a little too deeply.

Yang Feixue's eyes were circling, and she was indeed a little dissatisfied. Han Yi had just come back to see her, but after talking about business for a whole day, he suddenly kissed Han Yi on the face and said, "This is OK!"

"What do you mean?" Han Yi said angrily: "Insult me? No matter how affectionate I, Han Yi, loves you, the priorities can be clearly distinguished. Now that school is about to start, the matter in the college is still in a mess. This is related to the future of hundreds of children. You can't be careless. As for us, I don't think we are in a hurry for the next day or two. Feixue, you won't blame me for thinking so, right?"

Yang Feixue shook her head dullly and said, "I think you are right, that's what I think."

"That's good!"

Han Yi picked up a piece of information and looked at it seriously, saying, "There are still many problems. Let's finish the place all night tonight!"

"Okay!" Yang Feixue said excitedly.

A look of pride flashed in Han Yi's eyes and said to the outsider: "Go and tell Mr. Yang that Feixue and I still have a lot of business to talk about, and we have to talk about it at night with candles."

"Wait - wait!" Yang Feixue suddenly woke up and said with a blushing face: "You want to spend the night here?"

Han Yi nodded and said, "Yes! There are so many questions, how can we finish the discussion in a short while!"

Yang Feixue said shamefully and angrily: "Han Yi, you are so cunning!"

Han Yi said in a daze: "What cunning? Hey hey! You-you won't think wrong, think about those hundreds of children, their future is in our hands, we must work harder."

Yang Feixue said: "Wait until my father comes in person, will you say the same thing?"

"What's the problem?" Han Yi said: "Don't worry, your father is so upright and kind, loyal and courageous, and serves the country and the people, he will definitely understand."

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep voice came to his mind outside the door, "Mr. Han has been awarded too much, and Yang doesn't dare to take it. This is what it is. Since I'm so rushing, I'll help you too."

"Uh, I suddenly remembered that His Majesty had ordered me some things, I-I'll go back first." Han Yi was so scared that she stood up.

Yang Feixue snorted, covering her lips and laughed secretly.

Han Yi looked at her with a squinting eyes, as if saying, "It's all your fault for you, you're so embarrassed to laugh."

Yang Feixue pursed her lips and held her smile hard.

Seeing that she looked so cute, Han Yi did not bear to blame him. She suddenly bent down and kissed her lips quickly. Without waiting for her to be shy, she whispered beside her: "I love you! I will come to see you next time."

This sentence is really better than a thousand words, and Yang Feixue nodded shyly.

Han Yi stood up straight, took a deep breath, and looked at Yang Feixue tragically.

Yang Feixue almost laughed out loud again.

Han Yi strode towards the door, and his back exuded a spirit of a hero breaking his back, no no, no, no, the hero cut his arm.

As soon as the door was opened, Yang Sine stood outside the door with a blank expression. His head lowered, and his momentum suddenly became weak. He stepped forward and bowed, "Han Yi has disturbed him, Han Yi will say goodbye first."

Yang Sine said coldly: "So that's how you lied to my daughter."
Chapter completed!