When Nan Zhan returned home in the evening, Jian Si had already had dinner and taken a bath, and was sitting at the desk organizing the documents she needed for work the next day.
He left his slippers at the entrance and walked over with slowed steps.
Jian Si was troubled by a legal issue, biting on her pen cap deep in thought, completely unaware of the presence that was gradually approaching from behind.
"What are you looking at?" Her shoulders were suddenly embraced, startling her.
Jian Si reproached, "Why do you walk so quietly, you scared me to death, I'm preparing materials here."
"Ran into a tough question?" His arm reached over her shoulder to take the pen, "What's the issue, let your teacher help you with it."
"Since when have you promoted yourself to a teacher?" Jian Si looked at him amusedly, he had just come back, carrying a fresh scent that was quite pleasant.
"Don't you think playing a forbidden teacher-student game is interesting?"
