Qi Ran inhaled while Lu Beibei exhaled as both cried out almost simultaneously—
"Professor Jiang?!"
You have to admit, this man makes quite the entry every time!
Jiang Xuan stood right behind Xia Ye, very close to her. Xia Ye turned around, almost burying her face in his chest.
Even without him speaking, she knew it was him. Being so close, the brisk scent of cedar had long breached any notion of personal space, enveloping Xia Ye completely.
It's funny, she hadn't felt much while not chatting for a few days, but seeing him again now, before she could even crack a joke, a tingling sensation rushed over her first.
She really... missed him.
This is troublesome...
Xia Ye took a step back to put some distance between them, thankfully remembering the question Jiang Xuan had just asked her, and defiantly retorted, "He does explain things in more detail than you. You dive too deep, and some students might not understand."