Mr. Perfect And Miss Almost

"Brown sugar tastes like plum sugar."

Zhang Sinian's voice did not fluctuate too much, and Yun Shu could have heard a bit of ridicule from it.

Zhang Sinian smiled and said, "Is this counted as stolen and won?"

This is really "people get stolen goods and get them", Yun Shu thought with a blushing face, confessed very quickly, lowered his head, and pitifully grasped Zhang Sinian's clothes corner: "Next time I won't eat it at night."

Zhang Sinian looked at her with a smile, "What else?"

Yun Shu was a little puzzled: "What else?"

Didn't she already admit her mistakes.

"Lying with me, how are we going to calculate it."

Yun Shu looked up at Zhang Sinian in disbelief, didn't he just tell a lie?

However, Zhang Sinian was still serious about this, holding a water glass, with a straight waist, and a pair of deep eyes looking straight at her, waiting for her to admit her mistake.

Does she have an extra husband or an extra dad? !

Yun Shu was a little bit angry and a little helpless, so he padded his toes and took a bite on Zhang Si-nian's lips.

A white dough-like face bulged up: "Is it okay to admit my mistake like this?"

She was a little angry, not grasping the strength, and Zhang Si young and hissed softly.

Zhang Sinian wiped the corners of his mouth with his fingertips: "Bite me, are you venting at me or admitting your mistake?"

"Is it too insincere."

Yun Shu was about to be anxious by him: "Then what do you think?"

Zhang Sinian handed her the water glass in her hand: "Take it."

"Ah." Yun Shu subconsciously held Zhang Sinian's cup with both hands.

Then she was pressed by Zhang Sinian on her shoulders with one hand and buckled on the wall, while the other hand held her head, and then looked at Zhang Sinian's facial features in her eyes, magnifying little by little. The sniffs of the two were entangled.

In a quiet corridor. Zhang Sinian's heavy breathing was particularly distinct, and got into her ears.

Yun Shu was ashamed and angry. When Zhang Sinian stuck his tongue in, he couldn't help but grind it lightly with the tip of his teeth.

Zhang Si snorted young and kissed harder and harder, and the action was fierce to rob her of the oxygen in her mouth.

Her hand holding the cup drooped. A shallow layer of water at the bottom of the cup splashed on the feet of the two of them. But neither of them cares about this at the moment.

Without the obstruction of the water cup, Zhang Sinian almost buckled her into his arms, and the two of them stuck together. Between two thin pajamas fabrics, body temperatures are exchanged.

Behind is the cold wall, and in front of him is the almost scorching temperature of Zhang Sinian's body.

Under the stimulation of the two temperatures, Yun Shu felt almost dizzy.

The brain seemed to crash, blank. When Zhang Sinian's lips left, her uncontrollable tongue twitched slightly, as if to hold her back.

Zhang Sinian's movements stopped for a second, and he rubbed her lips a few times. As if out of control, she followed her slightly raised neck and kissed all the way.

The lip flap touches the sensitive neck skin and **** gently, leaving a piece of numbness.

Until the chin rubbed against the lace on the edge of Yun Shu's pajamas, the chin was itchy. Zhang Sinian felt like an electric shock, his movements stagnated, and his consciousness returned to clarity.

Zhang Sinian almost relied on strong willpower to straighten up and tear his gaze away from Yun Shu's red-scarred skin.

He breathed heavily and hugged Yun Shu in his arms.

"I just didn't control myself." Zhang Sinian said in a low voice, "I hope I didn't scare you."

From the tip of the nose, if there is a sweet smell of peach, it is very attractive. Zhang Sinian almost couldn't control the reaction of his lower body-this girl is peach-like semen, or is she specifically seducing her own peach-semen.

Yun Shu recovered from the dizziness, struggling lightly, trying to win Zhang Sinian away.

Zhang Sinian's breathing became heavier and heavier, his arms clasped her tightly, and said dumbly, "Don't move."

Yun Shu felt something warm against her lower abdomen, moving stiffly, and his face instantly blushed to an explosion.

She almost panicked and pushed away Zhang Sinian's body pressed against her, staring left and right, but she didn't dare to look at Zhang Sinian.

He lowered his head and noticed a small puddle of water on the floor, and Zhang Sinian's wet trousers, blushing and turning off the topic: "I'll get you a towel."

Without waiting for Zhang Sinian to reply, he slammed the door, and got into the house.

Taking the towel from the bathroom, passing by the mirror, looking at his red face and the...hickey on his neck, Yun Shu now wished to be an ostrich with his head buried in the sand and never go out again.

But I just said I would get Zhang Sinian a towel...

Yun Shu didn't dare to lift his face, he opened the door with a brush, and then immediately bent down, wiping Zhang Sinian's trousers and upper in a hurry.

"Okay, don't toss, I'll go back and change..."

Zhang Sinian lowered his head to talk to Yun Shu, and his voice stopped.

There was only a white bow on the back of the pajamas, and half of the back was exposed. Under the light, the white skin glowed like a fine piece of suet jade.

Zhang Sinian can vaguely see her waist, round, two very symmetrical, looking very cute. Yun Shu has thin arms and legs, but he is not the same figure as a coffin board without any meat. There is still a bit of meat on the waist, which seems to be very tactile.

Zhang Sinian almost held his breath, pulled Yun Shu up, pushed into the house, and closed the door—"Really don't tease me anymore."

Zhang Sinian leaned against the wall outside the house, calming his breath.

The door opened slightly, Yun Shu poked his head out from the crack in the door, looked up at him, and said, "Good night, then."

The eyes flickered and the tails of the eyes drooped, very innocent.

Zhang Siyou sighed. He didn't even dare to get too close to Yun Shu. He just reached out and rubbed her curly hair and said in a low voice: "Good night."

Yun Shu closed the door, almost slumped into the bed, holding the doll given by Zhang Sinian, rolling around shyly and excitedly-she decided to wear lovely pajamas every day from now on! One piece a day, wear one by one.

Why don't you take Chu Chu to go shopping tomorrow and buy a few more?

——

Early the next morning, Yun Shu got up with sleepy eyes, squinted and brushed his teeth.

Seeing that I slept in the mirror all night, the color was lighter, but there were still obvious hickeys, blood poured to my face, and even the earlobes were red.

She bit her toothbrush and frantically searched for concealer.

She doesn't make much makeup, and her skin is so delicate that she can't find her pores. I bought that concealer more than a year ago to cover the occasional acne that got angry. I didn't know where to throw it. She rummaged through the cabinets and couldn't find it.

In the end, it broke the pot and fell--Anyway, it was Zhang Si Nian's kiss, and she didn't go out, and she wouldn't cover it if she didn't cover it.

With that said, before finally going downstairs, she still found a T-shirt with a higher collar and put it on. Only the neck was left with a few faint hickeys.

When he went downstairs, Zhang Sinian had already prepared his breakfast. Yun Shu took a hand and poured out the millet porridge in the rice cooker.

Sitting opposite Yun Shu, Zhang Sinian naturally saw the hickey on his neck and coughed slightly, "Yesterday..."

He was a little out of control yesterday. Although the two had already received the marriage certificate, it was confirmed that the relationship was not full for two weeks. The behavior last night was really out of the ordinary. He had to apologize to Yun Shu.

Yun Shu cast his eyes down, stirring the porridge in the bowl, blushing, blocking his words: "Stop talking."

Zhang Si coughed young and changed the topic: "How is your paper?"

The last time Lin Chuchu found a good reason for her to avoid homework during the vacation, Yun Shu hurriedly pulled it out and used it: "The topic of the thesis has to be discussed with the tutor after the credits are opened. It is not good to write it so early. "

Zhang Sinian looked at her with a smile: "I have also been your double-degree thesis instructor."

The double degree is not strictly grasped. Generally speaking, it is divided into tutors. As long as the students choose the topics themselves, the tutors will not interfere.

"So you haven't written a word yet?"

Yun Shu stared at the yellow porridge in the bowl and hung his head: "Yes."

"The topic is decided."

"No."

Zhang Sinian shook her head and gave her some opportunistic tips: "From those papers I wrote before, find a decent one, and study it in depth. It will be easier."

Yun Shu seemed to have grasped the life-saving straw, and his voice was pleasantly surprised: "Can that be used--."

Zhang Sinian saw that she was so excited. Although she couldn't bear it, she still poured cold water on her: "The article I wrote last time cannot be used. Time is too close. If your instructor or respondent is assigned to this course , It will be very troublesome for him to remember the content of the paper you submitted before."

Yun Shu's head drooped in an instant: "Apart from this one, I haven't written a measurement thesis. Generally, graduation thesis is not... you have to build a model or something."

Zhang Sinian continued to help her think of a method: "Then look for the previous paper, and you can add another data analysis to the topic of that paper."

Yun Shu nodded dejectedly-I knew Zhang Sinian was talking to her, so I might as well continue the topic of last night.

Yun Shu rummaged through the computer, and finally found the messy papers he wrote a year ago in the messy folder.

Then according to the method Zhang Sinian said, one was selected. When preparing Zhang Sinian to return, show it to him and see how to change it next.

After the two of them had eaten, Yun Shu followed Zhang Sinian into the study with the computer and documents. Both of them didn't need to adapt, and returned to the previous make-up mode very naturally.

Yun Shu handed the typed paper to Zhang Sinian and stood at the table, waiting for Zhang Sinian to finish reading it.

Zhang Sinian glanced at the title and turned two pages slightly: "The title should be okay, just use this."

"The original simple correlation analysis, build a model. Just use the vector autoregressive model you used before. You are more familiar with this."

Zhang Sinian flipped through the paper carefully, and when he saw the literature review, his eyes stopped.

He raised his eyes and said helplessly: "When you copy and paste the paper, don't you first see who the author is?"

Yun Shu Yagen didn't know which paragraph he was talking about, the paper a year ago, who can remember so clearly: "Huh?"

Zhang Sinian clicked on the paragraph of the foreign literature review: "I wrote this paragraph, and it was published about three years ago. As for the small five hundred characters, don't you even copy it by a few people? No word changes."

Yun Shu was a little embarrassed when he heard him say this: "At that time, didn't he still didn't know you. The papers in this course were not checked, everyone copied them."

"Moreover... I read Chinese in a daze, how do you want me to read English?" Yun Shu said spoiledly.

Zhang Sinian took the paper and knocked on her forehead gently: "You have a good reason."

There was a flash of light in Yun Shu's mind. He thought of an idea, took Zhang Sinian's hand, swayed it around, and said coquettishly: "Why don't you write it for me~~~~ I really can’t write a model. I will build it myself, so...just this section."

Zhang Sinian reluctantly pinched the bridge of his nose.

"It can be written." Zhang Sinian teased, "I have to give me some labor fees. Do you remember that I told you the price of one hour of investment consulting?"

Yun Shu went to the road especially, sitting in Zhang Sinian's arms, blushing, holding Zhang Sinian's face in his hand, and pecked him on his mouth.

"Is that enough."

Zhang Sinian hugged her and said with a smile: "One a day is almost the same."

——It is really not easy for Mrs. Zhang to graduate successfully.