Chen Wanyuan looked at Lin Anning's angry face, rubbed his aching leg, and wasn't angry in the slightest.
He had never seen such a beautiful female comrade; up close, she was even more beautiful than from a distance.
Her skin was whiter than vanishing cream, her eyes like black grapes, and her delicate nose sat above rosy little lips.
Not to mention her figure, for which he could even put up with her temper.
"I say…"
Chen Wanyuan wanted to say something else when he heard Zhang Shengnan calling out from the doorway.
"The teacher's here!"
Chen Wanyuan had to stop talking. It wasn't long before the teacher entered with textbooks in hand.
Glancing at Lin Anning, the teacher frowned slightly but didn't say much.
Zhang Shengnan, after feeding her child, entered the classroom and called for everyone to stand up.
A sparsely filled classroom of twenty or so students stood and saluted; the teacher waved his hand to signal them to sit down.
