Nine Lord Palm Heart Little Sweet Wife

Jun Jiuyan said he was busy, so he never appeared in Mu Qianqian's sight again.

The silver needle under her hand accidentally pricked herself, Mu Qianqian suddenly regained her senses, when did she start to lose her mind.

Looking at the bright red on the fingertip, Mu Qianqian put the silver needle away and pressed the finger with a cotton ball.

"Qianqian," Professor Zhang raised his head and glanced at his lover, "You have been very strange these two days."

Mu Qianqian frowned, "Professor."

"You've been distracted for the past two days. What's going on, tell the master?" Professor Zhang's kind eyes were idle under them, as if he could read people's hearts.

Mu Qianqian shook her head lightly, not wanting to worry her teacher, and only very rarely did she hear herself claiming to be a master, and that was when she wanted to help her solve problems.

"I'm fine, it's just that I feel nervous breakdown these two days."

Professor Zhang smiled, "Neurasthenia is not a good sign, it seems that the professor has kept you busy with too many things recently."

"No," Mu Qianqian was embarrassed, "I haven't helped the professor much, so it's better not to say anything."

"I see you are always absent-minded, remember the seminar I told you last time?"

Mu Qianqian's eyes finally brightened, "I remember."

"Well," Professor Zhang opened the drawer and took out an invitation card. "This is a post for admission. It's two o'clock this afternoon. You can go."

"But professor..." Mu Qianqian hesitated. This afternoon is the time for Jun Jiuyan to come for treatment. Although he hasn't come for a week, she still pays attention subconsciously.

"Don't worry about it," Professor Zhang waved his hand, "That bastard won't come this afternoon, so you can go to participate, increase your knowledge, and relax your nerves by the way, and I will have dinner with your senior brother at night."

"Ah?" Mu Qianqian blinked, "Senior brother, do you need me to accompany you to eat?"

"You will replace me." Professor Zhang took off his eyes and pinched the center of his brows, "I am old and can't stand the trouble, so I can only trouble you."

"It's not troublesome," the words have come to this point, how could Mu Qianqian refuse to accept it, and could only take the post, "Then professor, I will come back tomorrow to tell you about my learning experience and experience."

"No need," Professor Zhang frowned, "I'm not old fashioned, and it's like a learning task, so you can just go with peace of mind."

Mu Qianqian said yes obediently.

"It's almost time now, go back and pack up. Although the seminar is not a big occasion, it must be solemn and decent."

"Does the professor think I'm too casual?" Mu Qianqian was taken aback, looking down at her clothes.

"No, what I mean is, it's also the first time you've met your senior brother. Make a good impression. Don't let that brat think he's the worst of my students. Master supports you."

"Okay." Mu Qianqian was bewitched by Professor Zhang's few words, turned around and went into the changing room, taking off her white coat while thinking about what to wear in the afternoon.

When it comes to dressing, Mu Qianqian is not good at it, but that doesn't mean her friend is not good at it.

15 minutes after I asked for help, my friend's car had already parked at the door.

"Xiao Qianqian." Zhang Tongtong changed to a very trendy hairstyle. Her bluish-gray hair was very eye-catching. If her temperament could not be suppressed, she would become non-mainstream.

"Tongtong."

"Come up quickly," Zhang Tongtong waved and whistled at Mu Qianqian, "We haven't seen each other for a few days, we are more and more beautiful."

"More and more?" Mu Qianqian consciously fastened her seat belt and looked at her friend sideways, "Why do you say that ancient and modern are combined."

"Hey, I've become obsessed with Gongdouju recently." Zhang Tongtong waved his hand, "We're going to set off right now. For Qianqian's little brother today, I will definitely dress you up as the prettiest boy."

Mu Qianqian was a little embarrassed, "It's not because of the senior brother, but because the seminar is very important."

"Understood, the brothers in the seminar are important."

"..." Mu Qianqian didn't intend to continue discussing with her friend on this topic, and waved her hand directly, "Tongtong, drive well."

"Okay, drive well."

Zhang Tongtong turned around, "By the way, what happened to the ninth master of the Jun family and you that I mentioned last time?"

"Huh?" Mu Qianqian pursed her red lips, only forgot about this person for a while, and was brought up again.

"Did the Jun family look for you later, did the Mu family find any trouble for you?"

"No." Mu Qianqian shook her head.

"Huh?" Zhang Tongtong glanced at the red light, "Qianqian, there is something wrong with you."

"what?"

"Usually, it's not a word or two words that jump out."

"I..." Mu Qianqian bit her lower lip, "Tongtong, I seem to be sick."

"Ah?!" Zhang Tongtong didn't react, and almost took the accelerator as the brake.

"I said," Mu Qian took a deep breath, "I feel like I'm sick."

"What the hell, why not attend the Hammer Seminar." Zhang Tongtong was quick-tempered, saying that wind is rain, "I'll take you to the hospital right away."

"Hey, that's not right," Zhang Tongtong realized, "You are guarding the hospital yourself."

"Ah."

"Then you are..."

"I think it's very strange." Mu Qianqian frowned.

"What's weird?"

"Since the last time, I feel very uncomfortable in my heart, as if the breath is stuck in my heart, and I can't let it out." This is the first time Mu Qianqian has this feeling. The most obvious time is just now, when she was pushed The sterilized silver needle pricked his hand.

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Tongtong couldn't help but park the car aside, "Qianqian, what are you talking about? Do you know what you're going to say?"

"I said," Mu Qianqian sighed, "I seem to be influenced by one person's emotions and thoughts."

"Who? Qianqian, tell me who it is!" Zhang Tongtong bluffed, "Tell me who it is, who stole my Qianqian!"

"No." Mu Qianqian woke up abruptly, how could she say such a thing, "Tongtong, hurry up and drive, it will be too late."

Zhang Tongtong didn't move, his eyes moved back and forth on Mu Qianqian like a scanner.

For a long time, Mu Qianqian couldn't bear it anymore, "Tongtong..."

"All right, all right," Zhang Tongtong waved his hand, "If you don't want to say it, I won't force you, just wait until you want to say it."

"But!" Zhang Tongtong stared, "You have to know, what's the matter with my sister, don't resist alone! Do you know!"

"Thank you Tongtong." Mu Qian smiled slightly, and suddenly saw the car whizzing past frown, "The car just now..."

"Hey," Zhang Tongtong shrugged, "It's rich people, they are arrogant on the road."

"Hmm." Mu Qianqian nodded thoughtfully.

Noticing the change of his friend, Zhang Tongtong set up his gear, "Shall we catch up?"