medicine jar and her miss doctor

The open space on the left and right sides of the girls’ dormitory building was meticulously opened up by gardeners to create flower beds. The huge Jingteng, the beautiful Jingteng, are full of flowers and plants, and lush vegetation.

The air is filled with the fragrance of poppies, and the wind blooms gorgeous and fragrant flowers, which are ostentatious and charming as far as the eye can see.

The fragrance of flowers lingered on the tip of her nose. The 28-year-old Wen Ting looked at this female student who was more than ten years younger than her but dared to provoke in public.

A talented girl with a pure temperament in the Department of Medicine, the rigidity and stubbornness in her bones are stimulated, and she has an imposing manner, even if she faces her, she will not give up.

This is interesting.

She laughed, it's no wonder that Chun Cheng was so determined to fall in that he didn't want to turn back.

Wen Ting didn't take it seriously: "He is your fiance now, in the future, who knows whose?"

The young master of the Chun family, who was born in a wealthy family, has top power, wealth, appearance and talent, if he wants to fall in love with someone, he has to face a little more and a little more difficult test.

She looked confident that Chun Cheng would abandon her fiancée, Zhixiu smiled instead of anger: "This is not something Miss Wen can worry about."

After a brief confrontation, Wen Ting roughly learned the temperament of his rival. Wen Ting raised his eyes and looked at Chun Cheng gently. Behind his generous face was an incomparable shyness: "Come to me again when you think it over."

Chun Cheng's knuckles were slightly white, her eyes were dull, and she got rid of her student identity. She straightened her back, even though she was dizzy, she still insisted on saying what she wanted to say: "Miss Wen."

She smiled bluntly: "If you were ten years older, you would be my mother. This kind of love is hard for Shu Chuncheng to accept."

The inside and outside of the words, it means to vent your anger on your girlfriend.With an arrogant and poisonous tongue, he has done his best to look like a young master of an aristocratic family.

A woman's age is an unspeakable secret, she pointed it out blatantly, Wen Ting's five fingers suddenly tightened, and her bright face was rarely in a state of embarrassment - the gentle and well-behaved classmate Chun, tearing off that layer of gentle mask, his words are really instructive embarrassing.

Wen Ting has seen many young men of the opposite sex during those years abroad, energetic young men, elegant and gentlemanly successful men, but none of them were enough to move her heart.

Only this person in front of her gave her the urge to fall in love.Maybe it's not impulse, but desire.

This person's eyes and bright smile really touched her heart. He was romantic and charming, so that her heart was so wide open that she couldn't bear the teacher-student relationship between them.

At the age of 28, she has spent ten years studying abroad since studying abroad. She is an excellent oil painting teacher with extraordinary attainments. Leaving Jingto is the first step in her personal pursuit.

She didn't believe that such a beautiful boy really had a heart that had a soft spot for being unmoved by external things.

She has seen many playboys, and many prodigal children who claim to be infatuated and can't keep the bottom line of principle.Those people talk about being a couple for a lifetime, lingering in love behind their backs, and stepping on more than two boats.The waves are blooming and the wind is blowing.

Chun Cheng ridiculed her for being old, Wen Ting was disappointed but not annoyed at the same time.

She likes boys with full of personality, and she sees a fatal contrast in Chun Cheng.

He is mature and stable in the world, but he is as naive as a urchin in love.If such a person were to be a boyfriend, it would be extremely interesting to fall in love with him.

But in her opinion, Zhixiu was young after all, and couldn't control his heart.I can't even control my heart, let alone my body.

As a woman, a 28-year-old body is neither better than a 17-year-old body, so she doesn't need to be ashamed.Maturity has a mature charm, and Chun Cheng will understand it sooner or later.

And she has been abroad for several years, and she has some common topics with Master Chun who also returned from overseas. Chun Cheng likes oil painting, and she is more willing to discuss this aspect with him.

When a woman is caught in the trap of love, no matter how gentle she is, she will show sharp thorns, no matter how kind she is, she will always be vicious.Wen Ting put one hand into the pocket of his trousers, his bright eyes looked good: "Chun Cheng, goodbye."

"Miss Wen."

Wen Ting looked back and said teasingly, "So reluctant to part with me? Are you afraid that your fiancée will be jealous?"

The person in front of him is still the teacher Wen who is knowledgeable and polite, but something is different.For example, the way she looks at herself, or her slightly frivolous teasing.

Chun Cheng gritted his back molars, with a serious expression on his face: "Miss Wen, give up. I won't like you."

"It can't be said for sure." Wen Ting stepped forward, his red lips moved slightly, his voice was always euphemistic and pleasant, with a serious manner of teaching and educating people, but what he confided was the most unserious words: "It turns out that you are angry because you are angry." Like this."

Just as Zhixiu's cold eyes were flying towards him, Wen Ting backed away from a safe distance: "Don't call me anymore, goodbye."

Watching her leave, Chun Cheng was eager to explain: "Xiuxiu, I..."

"You don't need to say any more." Zhixiu closed her eyes slowly, then opened them for a moment, and resumed her dignified and self-sufficient demeanor of a noble lady: "It's her fault, not yours."

She pulled Chun Cheng's wrist, felt the heat from her skin, and her eyelashes trembled slightly: "Why is it burning again?"

"Last night...it was freezing, freezing."

Zhixiu's expression changed, and countless frozen possibilities flashed through her mind. Her fingertips were slightly hot, thinking of herself, and then thinking of the heart-wrenching letter last night, her eyes turned around and became dizzy with complexity.

She sighed softly, because of Wen Ting, the feeling of embarrassment, embarrassment, and fear of seeing others was suppressed in her heart: "Let's go, I will take you to get the medicine."

"I haven't had breakfast yet."

"Don't eat."

Chun Cheng felt guilty for no reason: "Are you angry? Are you angry at me for provoking unnecessary love affairs?"

"Then did you provoke me?"

"No. That flower flew here by itself."

Maybe people who are sick can't think fast enough. Seeing what she asked and answered, Zhixiu took the lunch box in her hand: "I will see Miss Wen later, do you know what to do?"

"I know. Leave her alone, don't give her any hope."

"anything else?"

"I already have Xiuxiu. The Wen family is also a scholarly family in Lingjing. Master Wen will not allow his daughter to be a concubine, let alone a third party. Moreover, it is impossible for me to be with her."

Chun Cheng took out that nice-looking small business card from her pocket, stretched out her hand, tore it up and threw it into the garbage bin in the corner, she clapped her hands: "Can you stop being angry?"

Zhixiu touched her hair and said distressedly: "Chuncheng, can you save me some trouble?"

"can."

Chun Cheng's arm was resting on her lower back. Unexpectedly, Zhi Xiumin hurriedly avoided her touch, met someone's surprised eyes, and Zhi Xiu's snow-white skin was filled with seductive pink: " You...be more honest today."

"Oh." Chun Cheng lowered his eyes in confusion.

"It's not impossible, it's not possible today, you wait for me...you wait for me slowly." Zhixiu didn't know how to explain to her, her voice was lowered and softened: "Can you hug me another day?"

With a hug word, Chun Cheng suddenly remembered the scene in the dream where Xiuxiu said she was bad last night. She couldn't tell whether it was because of illness or because of the beautiful dream, her face was redder than before.

Seeing her like this, Zhixiu thought to herself: Sure enough, she was thinking about those indecent things again.

Being 'bullied' by someone she likes again and again, it's okay not to know, but to pretend to be ignorant when she knows, Zhixiu endured very hard, restraining the thoughts in her mind: "I'll ask for leave for you after I get the medicine , I will take you home later."

"Don't you want to know what I'm hiding from you?"

"--Be careful!"

Arms wrapped around her slender waist eagerly, and the place she touched immediately became hot. Zhixiu leaned into her arms: "Don't...don't make trouble."

"Why am I making trouble? Xiuxiu, what's the matter with you today? Why are you so absent-minded? If I hadn't reacted quickly, you would have fallen down."

Didn't you provoke it?Zhixiu felt weak all over: "Chuncheng, you, let me go."

"Okay, I'll let you go, don't fall down."

"Wait!" The girl tugged at the corner of her clothes and compromised: "Then you, don't touch me, let me lean on for a while, I...may be a little dizzy."

She seldom lies, let alone facing the one she loves, she dare not raise her head for a while.

Chun Cheng blinked: "Okay."

After taking the antipyretics from the infirmary, Zhixiu went to the design department and asked for leave from Dean Jiang. She took Chuncheng home quickly.

Gui Niang, who was doing chores in Jingteng, lost her broom again to accompany the young master. When she returned to the west courtyard, Chun Cheng couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep after a while on the bed.

She didn't sleep well last night, and there were still traces of light blue under her eyes. Fortunately, the fever subsided quickly this time, unlike the last toss.

Zhixiu'an was quietly by the bed, and only at this time could she gaze tenderly at her eyebrows and eyes: "You are really likable. People like Mr. Wen who are polite and shameless are tempted by you. If you continue like this , I just want to hide you."

Finger pulp across her pretty face, Zhixiu couldn't help but leaned over and pecked her side of the neck lightly: "I don't blame you for being so bad, but you have to give me time to adapt, you are usually gentle, suddenly you are like this, I Frightened by you."

She smiled at her reluctantly: "Chuncheng, I'm back to school, I'll come see you later."

Gui Niang stood guard outside the door and bowed her head respectfully: "Miss Zhi."

Zhixiu bowed to her: "Gui Niang, please take care of her."

"Young grandma."

"Ok?"

Gui Niang looked at her with a smile without saying a word, Zhixiu's ears turned red, unexpectedly, the most serious Gui Niang also came to make fun of her.

She and Chun Cheng haven't officially married yet, so it's really inappropriate to answer this young mistress, but she has long regarded herself as Chun Cheng's bedside person, so her subconscious reaction can best reveal her sincerity.

In the past, the beauty of the Eight Houses was dressed in black, she kept silent and couldn't help but sigh that the girl's beauty is unparalleled, the most important thing is not the skin, but the temperament melted from the bone marrow, a real lady, just like the ancient scrolls And read the honorable family daughter.

Raising eyebrows, looking back, all are exquisite and capable.

The beauty is in the bones but not in the skin, skin and bones, this young lady has achieved the ultimate.As the name suggests, he is the most beautiful.

Gui Niang's figure was soft, and she gave her a little blessing: "On behalf of the young master, thank you young mistress."

"Thanks for what?"

"Miss Xie can guard her wholeheartedly and tolerate her. The young master is shallow and will inevitably be controlled by lust. If the young mistress is rude, please be magnanimous. If you want to accompany her, it is best to accompany her for the rest of your life."

"She and I will be together for the rest of our lives." With Wen Ting's lesson from the past, Zhixiu took a deep look at her: "What is she to you?"

The woman in black went back to that rainy night in a trance.

The man looked arrogant and condescending: "I don't want your life. I have a son. I will save you. You will protect her for thirty years. The kindness and affection will disappear. How about it?"

not so.

You want me to protect her for [-] years, and the kindness and affection will disappear, but I want to protect her for the rest of my life, so that you owe me and pay back in the next life.

Gui Niang solemnly said: "The young master is a promise to me, a lifetime burden."

"Gui Niang...is there anyone you like?"

"Have."

"Is it her?"

"No."

Zhixiu understood: "Then never be!"