Two hundred and sixty-three, flirt

Yang Muxue's grip on the book tightened slightly, and an inexplicable sense of tension arose within her, "Teacher Luo!"

Luo Qianyu stopped in front of the two, looking seriously at Yang Muxue, "Yang Muxue, the assignment I asked you to complete today hasn't been submitted to me yet. Why did you leave? Don't you know this is irresponsible behavior!"

"I'm sorry! I forgot," Yang Muxue apologized softly. She didn't remember such a thing, but she wasn't foolish enough to refute Luo Qianyu's words.

"Who is this?" Luo Qianyu seemed to have just noticed Yan Lixing.

"I'm Muxue's friend," Yan Lixing said with a smirk. He didn't introduce himself, nor did he make any move to shake hands with Luo Qianyu. A mere university teacher was not worth his attention.

"Oh!" Luo Qianyu nodded understandingly and turned to Yang Muxue, "Yang Muxue, shouldn't you go back and finish what you need to do before leaving?"