Self-investment

Luo Yimu got off the plane at three o'clock in the afternoon. The first thing he did when he got off the plane was to turn on his mobile phone and report his safety. One of the teachers who was traveling with him was surnamed Zhang, and she was the only female teacher besides Luo Yimu. He was very curious about what People can make Professor Luo Yimu, who is like the flower of Gaoling, so gentle, as if speaking the most intimate love language to the person he loves the most, so he boldly strikes up a conversation with Luo Yimu on behalf of several other teachers.

"Ms. Luo, why don't you call your family to report your safety? Boyfriend?" Teacher Zhang said with an embarrassed smile.

Luo Yimu had just ended the call with Jian Ling, with a smile still on his face. He saw Teacher Zhang rubbing his hands and started talking to him. Colleagues to build a good relationship", then nodded, did not refute Teacher Zhang's words, just said: "Love."

"It seems that Teacher Luo really loves her boyfriend. I've never seen you smile so gently."

Luo Yimu frowned and corrected her: "It's not a boyfriend, it's a lover."

Teacher Zhang was stunned, "Is there any difference?"

Luo Yimu didn't bother to explain to her.

Although for Luo Yimu, liking a man or a woman is only a difference in sexual orientation, and it cannot become the capital for others to criticize her - of course she doesn't care about others' criticism of her at all, but she likes a person It is also a very personal matter, and Luo Yimu has the right not to share it with them. Besides, Luo Yimu has also seen scenes where they wantonly gossip or laugh at other people's trivial matters in the office. Self-cultivation, Luo Yimu didn't want Jian Ling to be forced to bear the humiliation behind their backs because of him.

Seeing Luo Yimu's expression of unwillingness to talk more, Teacher Zhang was embarrassed to muster up the courage to ask again, and slowed down to let Luo Yimu walk in front alone, while she fell behind and accompanied the other three teachers. Together.

"How is it? Have you heard anything?" The other three rushed forward to surround Teacher Zhang.

"Of course!" Teacher Zhang nodded, and said seriously: "Mr. Luo is indeed in a relationship!"

"Really? Who is that person? How old is he? What occupation? Is he handsome or not?" The teachers in the previous department were spreading rumors that although Luo Yimu was beautiful, he had a bad personality and was difficult to get along with. With a stinky face on the sky, which man would be so blind to her?It's impossible to think about it, besides, she is 35 this year, an old woman, so what if she is a university teacher?It's still an unwanted one!They were all guessing that Luo Yimu would probably end up alone, but they didn't expect that there were so many strange things in the world, that someone like her would be interested in them, they immediately became curious, and there were a lot of questions.

"Oh, you ask so many questions at once, how do I know? All I know is that she has a boyfriend, and she doesn't want to say a word about the rest." Teacher Zhang snorted, "Maybe I dare not say it, She's already 35, it's good if someone asks for it, how can she expect the other party's conditions to be better? Most likely he is a short, ugly, and uneducated man. If he is tall, rich and handsome, she would like to show off everywhere. It will be like this now Hiding it? Tsk, let's just let her pretend to be noble."

This teacher Zhang is eight years older than Luo Yimu. He is 43 this year. He has been teaching at Jinling University for a long time, but he has not made any achievements in academics. She has been rated as a full professor for several years at a young age, and is blessed with the halo of the world's top universities. She is also an authority in the industry. She has achieved a lot in academics, and she has always overwhelmed Teacher Zhang. I can't compare with her career, so I looked for other ways to belittle her. Earlier I said that Luo Yimu was not wanted, but now I slander Luo Yimu for finding a boyfriend who is not capable, just to find some psychological comfort, and even Luo Yimu himself I have heard her say bad things about myself by accident, but I just laughed it off at the time, there is no need to care about her.

"But to be honest, I really envy Teacher Luo's boyfriend. She is said to be a cold beauty. Who would have thought that she would be so gentle when she is in love? I think she is so considerate to her boyfriend. Hey, early Knowing that she is like this, I would have gone after her a long time ago..." Teacher Sun, who was traveling with her, couldn't help expressing emotion.

Another male teacher laughed at him: "Just you? You don't even take a mirror to look at yourself. Can such a beautiful person like Mr. Luo fall in love with you? You have been in the same office for so many years. If you have a chance, you still need it." Do you want to put gold on your face now?"

Although Teacher Zhang maliciously slanders, the other teachers are like a mirror in their hearts. The person who can make Professor Luo, who has a rare expression in a year, be gentle to the bone, must be the person she loves to the bone, just like Luo Yimu With a high vision, how could the person she likes be worse?Teacher Zhang is just jealousy, but today I have learned a lot. In my lifetime, I can see the gentle side of the famous iceberg beauty in the law school. The three male teachers are also secretly jealous of Teacher Luo's "boyfriend" ".

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After Jian Ling returned home, she sat silently on the sofa for a while, feeling that the house was empty and less popular.She had lived alone for several years before, and she had never felt like this.

Who is missing?

Of course it was Luo Yimu.

Luo Yimu's unique faint fragrance still lingered in the air, but Jian Ling felt that the house was empty and so was his heart.

To say that Luo Yimu usually does not appear in this room very often, he usually comes over at night, has dinner with her and then leaves. He only really spends two nights with her, and during the day there is only Jian Ling in the room. One person, for some reason, thinking that Luo Yimu was in a city about a thousand kilometers away at the moment, Jian Ling felt that the unbearable loneliness wrapped her tightly, preventing her from getting out.

It wasn't until three o'clock, when Luo Yimu sent her a text message to report her safety, that she felt better.

Luo Yimu wasn't there, so she didn't feel like eating dinner, so Jian Ling ordered a small stir-fried takeaway, which was the one she used to eat before she was injured. It's a mom-and-pop restaurant near the school. The owner is from the south, and Jian Ling's favorite food is stir-fried dishes. The taste is sweet, the wife takes the money, the chef is the husband, and the environment is hygienic. Jian Ling used to love their stir-fry, but today he ordered two more, a marinated platter and a sweet and sour pork ribs. In the heat, Jian Ling opened the lunch box and put a piece of ribs into his mouth, and suddenly lost his appetite.

The taste is still the same as before, but I don’t know why, but it’s not delicious. The pork ribs are too sweet, not as salty and sweet as Mumu’s. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

Jian Ling pushed away the lunch box, hugged the pillow and fell on the sofa, with his chin resting on the pillow, staring at the corner of the sofa in a daze.

Luo Yimu had only left for a few hours, and she had already started to miss her.

Jian Ling didn't know how long she had been in a daze. Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang at the highest volume, which made Jian Ling tremble with fright. Then she sat up from the sofa in ecstasy, quickly tidied up her appearance, and then picked up the phone. cell phone.

It's a unique mobile phone ringtone that only rings when someone sends out a video call invitation. As soon as Jian Ling heard the sound, he knew it must be Luo Yimu. He smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, combed his hair twice, and curled up the sides of his temples just now. The hair is all combed, afraid that Luo Yimu will be in a hurry, put down the comb and immediately dim the green answer button, and Luo Yimu's face immediately appears on the small phone screen.

"Can you see it?" Luo Yimu smiled at Jian Ling in the video.

"I can see it!" Jian Ling nodded excitedly, "Mumu, wait a moment, I'll get the earphones!" Saying that, she put down her phone and rushed back to the room.

Luo Yimu couldn't see what Jian Ling was doing at the other end of the video, he only heard a sound of rummaging in the distance, and then Jian Ling's face appeared on the screen again, with ears plugged He pulled out a white earphone cable, put the earpiece to his mouth, and said, "Mumu, can you hear me?"

"Hear." Luo Yimu was wearing a bluetooth headset, and his long hair was hanging down, covering his beautiful ears, so he couldn't tell, but Jian Ling's voice came into her ears very clearly, and she felt a burst of pain in her heart. throbbing.

"Have you eaten yet?" Luo Yimu asked.

"Just finished eating." Jian Ling flipped the camera to the rear, took a photo of the uncovered fast food box on the table, then flipped it back, and complained with a chuckle, "You're not here, I don't have any appetite for dinner."

The moving voice, not too high or low, with a hint of coquettish resentment, was transmitted to Luo Yimu's ears through the bluetooth headset, as if it was transmitted together with her hot breath when she spoke, Luo Yimu's ears were itchy, spread all the way to the heart.

"Eat well even if you don't have an appetite." Luo Yimu's smile carried a tenderness that he didn't realize.

"Have you eaten?" Jian Ling asked.

"Well, I just returned to the hotel after dinner with them, and I'm going to take a shower later."

"Taking a shower..." Jian Ling licked her teeth and laughed maliciously.

Luo Yimu half-closed his eyes and smiled, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about how I can get you to bring your phone into the bathroom." Jian Ling covered the earphone microphone and said softly, as if afraid of being heard by others, "Mumu, let's take a bath."

Luo Yimu stopped breathing for a while, and then Jian Ling heard her panting quickly through the earphones, and said with a straight face, "What are you messing around with?" The sound of breathing suddenly became disordered.

Luo Yimu was a little far away from the camera, and the phone screen was only the size of a palm, but Jian Ling could still vaguely see the suspicious blush on her face.

"It turns out that Mumu doesn't want to take a mandarin duck bath." Jian Ling snickered, "It's okay, you take your phone to the bathroom, and I can watch you wash it."

Luo Yimu reprimanded: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it is!" She was acting like a serious professor, but the blush on her face had already revealed her secret expectation.

"So our majestic Professor Luo doesn't want to be seen taking a bath by me, but wants to see me take a bath?" Jian Ling raised her lips, smiled slyly, approached the receiver mysteriously, and asked in a low voice: " Yes or no?"

Professor Luo, who has always been a gentleman, lost his usual calmness and composure when faced with students' questions when the beautiful young woman on the opposite side of the video asked him such an open question.

"It just so happens that I'm going to take a shower right now. I'm going to take my phone into the bathroom. Professor Luo, if you don't want to watch it, you can hang up the video call right now." Jian Ling really stood up holding the phone , watching the scene change behind her, Luo Yimu could recognize that she was not lying, that she had indeed entered the bathroom.

"Mumu, I'm going to take off my clothes." Jian Ling said provocatively on the phone, the playful voice reached Luo Yimu's eardrums, his heart felt numb, and his fingertips seemed to be hit by a slight electric current.

Jian Ling was wearing a shirt today, with her white and slender index finger resting on the collar button, she unbuttoned the first button with one hand, revealing her beautiful collarbone, which made Luo Yimu's throat unbearably dry.

Jian Ling didn't wear shirts in the past. She always felt that shirts were too formal and old-fashioned. Wearing shirts seemed to bind her self under the tight buttons. In her eyes, those who liked to wear shirts were mostly old antiques. .

Until I met Luo Yimu.

Jian Ling never knew that a person could wear a shirt so nicely. The same shirt was worn by others in an old-fashioned way. It was tightly buttoned to the top one, and the hem of the clothes was tucked into the trousers, showing a slender waist, exuding a kind of ascetic beauty from top to bottom, which makes people...

It makes people want to grab her collar with both hands and tear off the neat shirt from the middle. The buttons are scattered all over the floor, and they can't be buttoned again, revealing a seductive spring look.

Because of Luo Yimu, the shirt has a different meaning in Jian Ling's eyes. She knows the connotation in it, so she also fell in love with wearing a shirt—only in front of Luo Yimu, only for Luo Yimu to see .

Jian Ling's way of wearing a shirt is different from Luo Yimu's. She is naturally casual and doesn't restrain herself like Luo Yimu. Half of them were scattered outside, tall and long-legged, so wearing it like this was another kind of chic and unrestrained beauty that was completely different from Luo Yimu's, but today Jian Ling deliberately buttoned up two buttons on his collar.

When she deliberately buttoned the top two buttons, of course it was just to untie them again in front of Luo Yimu.

Jian Ling is an experienced player, knowing when to unbutton her shirt can make people so flirtatious that she can't help stretching out a hand directly from the phone screen to grab her.

Sure enough, Luo Yimu's breathing became heavy, and his eyes moved closer to the camera.

"Pick up the phone." Luo Yimu's voice became ambiguously hoarse, and there was an undercurrent in his dark eyes, "I can't see clearly."

"Don't worry." Jian Ling said with a smile, and unbuttoned one more button, revealing a gap on her chest.

"Continue." Luo Yimu's voice was already hoarse, as if it had been rubbed by rough sandpaper, and his breath sprayed hotly on the screen.

Jian Ling was about to undo the fourth button——

"Ms. Luo? Are you there, Mr. Luo?" Outside Luo Yimu's hotel room, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

"What's the matter!" Luo Yimu's eyes were red, and he gasped heavily, almost roaring back the three words.

"Ms. Zhang seems to have a bad stomach after eating dinner, and she vomited in the bathroom. The three of us big men can't enter the women's bathroom. Can you help me to see if she wants to go to the hospital?"

Luo Yimu gritted his teeth, and his eyes almost made a big hole in the door.

But at such a critical time...

Luo Yimu looked at Jian Ling's slender fingers resting on the fourth button of his clothes, and the beautiful curve of his body that was faintly exposed from the collar, which looked white and soft.

Jian Ling was right. At this moment, Luo Yimu really wanted to reach into the phone and tear off the clothes of this tantalizing young woman.

"Ms. Luo? Are you listening, Mr. Luo?" The sound of knocking on the door sounded again.

"Understood!" Luo Yimu yelled irritably and randomly, and said to Jian Ling: "Hang up first, and we will talk tomorrow." He hung up hastily, went to the bathroom to wash his face, opened the door of the room, his face The sky was covered with dark clouds, blacker than the ash at the bottom of the pot, as if the three male teachers standing by the door could be rubbed and thrown into the trash can at any time.

"Luo...Ms. Luo..." The three of them shook at the same time.

"Where is he?" Luo Yimu asked angrily.

"I... I'll lead you the way..." The three of them turned around and left trembling, complaining in their hearts to Mr. Zhang. It's enough to have a simple meal at night, but they have to go to barbecue and drink beer. Bear the wrath of Professor Luo together.

In the distant city of Jinling, Jian Ling, whose buttons were half unbuttoned, looked bewildered, followed by helplessness.

Really...

The lunch at noon was nothing.

There was no other way, Jian Ling failed to seduce Luo Yimu, but made himself full of evil fire, so he had to turn on the nozzle and rinse with cold water for 10 minutes to suppress the evil fire in his lower abdomen.

Luo Yimu wasn't there, so Jian Ling didn't have any interest in doing anything by herself, so she went to bed directly after taking a shower, lying under the covers and playing with her mobile phone, waiting for Luo Yimu to reply to her later.

……

Teacher Zhang is fine, acute food poisoning, and needs to stay in the hospital for observation. A male teacher took the initiative to take care of him in the hospital. Looking at the time, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and I went to bed. Before I went to bed, I remembered the video call that was interrupted a few hours ago.

Luo Yimu: "Are you asleep?"

As soon as Jian Ling closed her eyes, the phone vibrated. She opened her eyes immediately, woke up the phone and saw that it was Luo Yimu, and quickly sent a message: "Not yet, how is your colleague doing?"

Luo Yimu: "Stay in the hospital for observation, there is no danger to life."

Jian Ling: "That's good."

Luo Yimu racked his brains and wanted to find something to chat with Jian Ling for a while, but before he could type anything, Jian Ling called. Luo Yimu answered and put it next to his ear, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"I didn't say goodnight to you, so I couldn't sleep." Jian Ling turned over, "Where are you now?"

"I've already returned to the hotel, lying on the bed, ready to sleep."

A smirk curled up on Jane Ling's lips, "I'm also on the bed now."

Luo Yimu didn't understand what Jian Ling meant, so he hummed.

"Mumu, guess what I'm doing now?"

"I don't know." Luo Yimu said honestly.

"I...I'm touching my own..." After Jian Ling said two words, Luo Yimu's pupils constricted suddenly, his eyes became dusty, and the anger that had been suppressed with great difficulty became agitated again.

Luo Yimu choked up for a moment, his eyes were full of waves, and he ordered hoarsely into the receiver: "Keep going down."

Jian Ling was obedient, and laughed crisply, "Mumu, you are so bad."

The melodious sound like a silver bell made Luo Yimu's eyes darken a bit, and his body became hot.

"Mumu, I want to touch yours too..." Jian Ling said in a low voice, but it was hot, scalding Luo Yimu's eardrums, Luo Yimu swallowed, and his hand couldn't help but move from his own. into the clothes...

It was the first time for Luo Yimu to do this kind of thing on the phone, and it was also the first time for Jian Ling. Both of them felt shame from the bottom of their hearts, but it was also mixed with secret pleasure. The mobile phones are closely connected, listening to each other's breathing, the body is getting hotter and hotter.

Not long after, Jian Ling's intermittent ambiguous voice came from the receiver, and a few minutes later, only to hear Jian Ling's voice suddenly rising, Luo Yimu also bowed his body, hiding under the quilt and trembling for a while.

In the next few minutes, there was only heavy breathing in the earpiece, hitting the eardrums of the two people one after another.

Thousands of miles away, there is only one phone to talk about lovesickness. After Jian Ling panted heavily and lost his mind for a while, his eyes refocused, only to feel that the room was empty, and even the sound of panting echoed.

A sense of loss came to mind.

"Mumu, I miss you so much." Jian Ling hid in the bed, sobbing aggrievedly.

Luo Yimu's face remained blushing, he got out of bed and poured himself a glass of water, and when he heard Jian Ling's aggrieved sobbing on the phone, he was so distressed that he tugged.

"I miss you too." Luo Yimu said distressedly to the person on the phone.

"I like Mumu."

Luo Yimu paused, held the phone tightly, and said softly, "I like Ah Ling too."

After Jian Ling heard this, all the sadness disappeared immediately, and only joy was left in her heart. She blushed and said to the receiver, "Mumu, good night."

"Good night."

After waiting for a while, no one was willing to hang up the phone first, so Jian Ling gritted her teeth and pressed the hang up button first, leaving only the beeping busy tone in Luo Yimu's ears.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Ling buried herself under the quilt and thought shyly that she had seen somewhere before that "good night" actually meant "I love you".

Jian Ling still didn't have the courage to say this to Luo Yimu, so she had to temporarily replace it with "good night".

But Jian Ling told himself that one day, he would summon up the courage to stand in front of her and tell her these three words himself.

Soon, as long as I am sure that I have given up all the bad habits of the past and can do well, I will only envy you in this life.

The word love is so heavy, even though Jian Ling is usually not in good shape, she knows that she should not say it casually, otherwise she would be irresponsible to Mumu.

What is given to Luo Yimu must be the best and purest. Jian Ling wants to hold her true heart in front of Luo Yimu without any impurities.

The author has something to say: Yesterday's chapter was sent out, and the comments really made me a little confused. I didn't say it was going to be abused at all. This article is only sweet, not abused. Everyone can rest assured.

There are twists and turns, but they are just twists and turns. All abusers will be strangled to death in the cradle by the omnipotent sister professor. Who dares to bully Jian Ling?Did you ask the professor's sister if she agreed?

(Because I am still on vacation, the update time is around 6.12pm until June 11th)

The number of comments has reached a new low, everyone speaks out enthusiastically, even if it’s just cheers and flowers, I like it very much~~~