Why do you have a crush on me again

The numb and itchy feeling came again, and just as Qu Yun was about to shrug his shoulders, he suddenly realized that Ling Mo's "be careful" was not referring to the bath towel around his body, but the two men.

"understood."

After Qu Yun answered Ling Mo, he opened his locker, found out his clothes and put them on.

Putting on the underpants from under the bath towel, Qu Yun paid attention to the shadow on the ground. The other party seemed to put something into the locker, but did not close the door.Qu Yun put on his pants, and when he was about to put on the sweater, he suddenly threw the sweater over the face of the middle-aged man next to him. The man struggled, and his companion immediately came to help, but Ling Mo buttoned it up. Grab the opponent's wrist and twist it back.

Qu Yun looked into the locker, good guy, there is a gun indeed, but luckily it's a stun gun.

Almost no one came to the swimming pool at this time. Once Ling Mo's whereabouts are known, it is indeed a good way to come here and take Ling Mo away after being stunned!This shows that there must be people outside the swimming pool to meet them!

Qu Yun didn't even think about it, picked up the stun gun, and the other party just threw Qu Yun's hoodie down, and was shocked so hard by Qu Yun that he rolled his eyes and fell to the ground with a crash.

Glancing at the guy in his hand, Qu Yun thought that luckily he wasn't the one who was shocked!

The other guy was pinned down on the chair by Ling Mo's backhand.

There was a chill in Ling Mo's eyes. He clasped the opponent's chin and made the opponent turn his head to look at him from an extremely uncomfortable angle.

"Who sent you here?"

The man laughed: "Shouldn't you repay what you took from us hundreds or thousands of times?"

Ling Mo turned his face to the side, his outline made Qu Yun feel a sharpness.

"The level of 'Black Sparrow' is getting worse and worse. It seems that you have come to an end." Ling Mo stretched out his hand towards Qu Yun.

"what?"

"A stun gun."

"Oh."

Qu Yun gave the stun gun to Ling Mo, and Ling Mo stunned that guy without even wrinkling his eyes.

Rong Zhou's people rushed over after receiving the call and took the two white fish away.

"They have poison in their mouths, remember to get it out," Ling Mo said.

Only then did Qu Yun understand why Ling Mo kept pressing that guy's face just now, just to prevent him from biting the poison sac.

"Then you can dig it out! What if he poisons himself to death? Then Captain Rong won't be able to ask any news!"

"Because it's dirty." Ling Mo carried the change of things and walked towards the shower room.

"No...you think it's dirty, tell me, I'll dig it out..."

Ling Mo, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head, his gaze was so cold that Qu Yun couldn't even fart.

"What... what's wrong?"

"You still want to put your finger in another man's mouth, and you are not afraid of him biting you."

After finishing speaking, Ling Mo left a back view for Qu Yun.

Is this how you care about him?

Qu Yun glanced at the people around him embarrassingly, and it was Xiao Heng who came in.

Xiaoheng commanded the two men to be carried away. He probably received Qu Yun's gaze. He gave Qu Yun a comforting look: "Professor Ling's heart is the needle in the sea. Don't take it too seriously, buddy." Son."

The problem is that Xiaoye has already taken this sea needle to heart!It hurts me!I can't bear to unplug it!God is blind!

Ling Mo came out refreshed, and when he was blowing his hair with a hair dryer, every strand of hair that flew up was swept over Qu Yun's heart.

Qu Yun's haircut was already dry, so he could only watch Ling Mo's back anxiously.

"Let's go. Back to the institute."

"Ah? Just go back?"

That place is like a prison!

"You can still come out tomorrow."

Qu Yun seriously recalled Ling Mo's itinerary, and suddenly remembered that tomorrow he will be giving a public lecture in the auditorium of a thousand people in Q University!

I heard that people from other prestigious schools and even overseas who are engaged in virus research will come to Ling Mo's lectures.In addition to the invited experts, other people who come to listen to his class have to pass an online exam in advance, and only if they pass the exam can they enter the auditorium.After all, there were too many people who wanted to come, but not everyone could understand what Ling Mo was talking about.

Isn't this a mess!

People from "Black Sparrow" will definitely not let go of this opportunity. There will be so many people at that time, Qu Yun's eyes will probably bleed.

There were two more cars following them back to the research institute. Previously, Rong Zhou's people were protecting Ling Mo from a relatively far away place, trying not to disturb his life and work, but now it's okay not to get close at all.

"Black Sparrow" is too active during this time.

At night, Ling Mo was sitting on his bedside reading a book, while Qu Yun was sitting cross-legged on the bed, seriously trying to pull out the waistband of his pajama pants.

He lowered his head and was busy working seriously. He was wearing a pair of breeches, which were smooth and comfortable.

He finally pulled out one side, typed a verse very seriously, and when he looked up, he found that Ling Mo opposite him was not reading at all, but was leaning on the pillow and looking at him with his face sideways.

His vision is far-reaching, and there is an indescribable attraction. Once the mind falls, it can never be taken back.

Qu Yun felt uncomfortable being watched by the other party, and was about to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere, but Ling Mo spoke first.

"Do you wear that when you're with the rest of your team?"

Ling Mo's voice sounded calm, but it was a little tight, as if he was pressing down on something.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Qu Yun lowered his head to look at himself, grinning, "It's so comfortable! How is it like you, you have to wear a towel around your waist in the locker room? They're all men, what? have not seen……"

"It fell out."

Ling Mo's voice was harder and colder than before, but it sounded like it was following Qu Yun's ear canal, trying to burn his brain.

Ling Mo's Adam's apple slipped, and that beautiful line made Qu Yun feel that he had to go to the bathroom.

But when he lowered his head, Qu Yun really wanted to bite himself to death. Although the breeches were spacious, the legs were too big, and he was sitting cross-legged... so it really fell out...

Qu Yun put his legs away and really wanted to clamp the quilt up, but Ling Mo said again: "Throw the pants over here, and I'll pull them out for you."

The words "pull it out" overflowed from Ling Mo's lips, and there was a different kind of ambiguity. Qu Yun threw the pajama pants over, Ling Mo caught the pajama pants, and pinched the waist of the pants with his fingers. As if pinching Qu Yun's waist, Qu Yun couldn't help rubbing on the bed, his eyes couldn't help staring at Ling Mo's fingers.

Ling Mo pulled the waist rope, tied it in a knot, stretched his arm, and threw it back to Qu Yun.

Qu Yun put on a set of pajama pants, quickly got out of bed, and rushed into the washing time.

He was looking up, standing in front of the toilet with Ling Mo's face all over his head, who knew that within a few minutes, the door of the bathroom opened and someone walked in, so surprised that Qu Yun couldn't control himself.

Ling Mo came to the sink next to him, unhurriedly opened the cap of the toothpaste, and prepared to brush his teeth.

"I... I'm in the bathroom! Why did you come in like this?"

Qu Yun's face flushed red with embarrassment, he really wanted to put his head into the toilet and put the lid back on.

Before Ling Mo started brushing his teeth, he glanced at Qu Yun lightly: "You didn't lock the door yourself."

"Then you saw me inside and you came in!"

"Didn't you say 'all men, nothing seen'?"

Ling Mo glanced at Qu Yun, which almost caused Qu Yun to explode!

"me……"

Ling Mo raised his chin: "Remember to clean the toilet, you got on the lid."

After speaking, Ling Mo lowered his head and brushed his teeth.

So in the first half of the night, Qu Yun tossed and turned on the bed.

He slept facing the wall, and always imagined that Ling Mo was looking at him. He should sleep facing Ling Mo, but he felt embarrassed, and finally looked at the ceiling foolishly.

He couldn't help but look in Ling Mo's direction, and found that Ling Mo had half of his face in the pillow, and he had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

Qu Yun exhaled carefully, and slowly turned to look at Ling Mo.

There was almost no light in the room, except for a small night light, but it was enough for Qu Yun to see each other clearly.

The more he looked at each other, the more Qu Yun thought Ling Mo was pretty.

He pulled off the quilt, covered himself up, and couldn't help but began to entertain himself again.

The air sucked in through his nose was getting hotter and hotter. The tranquility between Ling Mo's eyebrows and the hotness in Qu Yun's heart were like two extremes. Qu Yun even began to imagine how Ling Mo would breathe when he kissed the tip of Ling Mo's nose.But when he kissed Ling Mo's eyes, would his eyelashes tremble too?

Endless imagination is as arrogant as a wild horse, galloping crazily, but Ling Mo on the opposite side slowly opened his eyes, like a glazed lake blooming in front of Qu Yun's eyes, the fire burst open on the lake, Qu Yun couldn't control it Himself, he is like a spark that shuttles through Ling Mo's eyes, and it cannot be stopped until the moment it burns out.

He had no time to think at all. When everything subsided and he let out a breath, he suddenly met Ling Mo's gaze, and his whole body froze suddenly.

How long did Ling Mo look at it?

Surely he knew what he was doing... what would he think of him?

Qu Yun has never felt so embarrassed and at a loss in his life.

Even in front of his partner Chen Dayong, he can still smile at each other with a grin, maybe the two will compare.

But ten seconds later, Ling Mo just looked at him without saying a word.

Ling Mo didn't look away, but Qu Yun's heart was always hanging there.

Just when Qu Yun felt that he was about to suffocate, Ling Mo got up, got out of the bunk, went into the bathroom, came back a few seconds later, and threw the rolled paper on Qu Yun's bunk. It hit Qu Yun's face.

"Ouch mom!"

After such a blow, Qu Yun didn't remember the embarrassment.

Ling Mo returned to the bunk and turned his back.

But Qu Yun got excited.

"Ling Mo, you should have come by yourself too, right?"

Ling Mo was lying there, and it sounded like he was breathing smoothly, as if he had fallen asleep.

But Qu Yun didn't believe that Ling Mo could really fall asleep so quickly. He crumpled a ball of paper and threw it over, which landed right next to Ling Mo's pillow.

"Professor Ling, Professor Ling, what do you think you were thinking at that time?"

Ling Mo still didn't respond.

The more he didn't respond, Qu Yun always felt that there must be an undercurrent in his heart, and he threw another paper ball in the past, and suddenly felt a sense of accomplishment in molesting Ling Mo.

"Senior Brother Ling, Senior Brother Ling!" Qu Yun sat up, "Who were you thinking about at that time?"

"I have a lecture tomorrow. If you don't sleep now, you won't sleep in the future."

Ling Mo's voice was a little cold, and Qu Yun twisted his mouth, thinking that he should accept it as soon as he sees it.

He pulled up the quilt, turned around, and quickly fell asleep.

A few minutes later, when Qu Yun was about to sleep in a daze, Ling Mo who was opposite got up. After he entered the bathroom, he seemed to have not come out for a long time.

Qu Yun turned over to take a look, and found that the ball of paper he threw on Ling Mo's pillow was gone.

When the alarm rang the next morning, Qu Yun was still regretting that he didn't get enough sleep, but Ling Mo had already put on his shirt and tie.

Thinking about it, Ling Mo probably didn't sleep for a few hours, Qu Yun yawned twice and quickly got out of bed.

"I took out the shirt and trousers for you."

"Huh? I'm wearing a shirt and trousers?"

"Because you are a teaching assistant." Ling Mo replied.

Qu Yun pointed to himself: "Me? Teaching assistant?"

"Play slides, can you?" Ling Mo replied.

"……Won't."

"Can you do simultaneous interpretation?"

"I can help you translate Mandarin into dialects."

"Then sit down." Ling Mo replied.

Qu Yun could feel that he would be bored this day.

But thinking about it again, Qu Yun was a little bit looking forward to seeing Ling Mo give a lecture.

They got into the car, this time it was not Ling Mo who was driving, but Xiao Heng.

The auditorium of Q University was already full, and many people were even standing. Originally, this wasn't a celebrity concert, but there were quite a few reporters.

From the moment he entered the auditorium, Qu Yun became vigilant, including Xiao Heng.This guy Xiaoheng put everything on his face, and that little expression seemed to be going forward to fight someone desperately.

Qu Yun and Ling Mo's assistant were sitting at the same table, and Ling Mo's assistant was in charge of playing the slideshow. The moment Ling Mo stepped onto the podium, the entire auditorium burst into thunderous applause.

Although Qu Yun was sitting, he carefully looked at everyone's expressions.

Those young students were full of admiration for Ling Mo, the reporters' eyes were full of longing, and the eyes of the scholars who came from afar were full of inquiry, a kind of appreciation.

Ling Mo nodded, polite but with a kind of arrogance that didn't make people bored.

When his voice sounded, it was a completely different charm from when he usually spoke to Qu Yun, with a kind of authority in the coldness, not the kind of conceit that thought he was always right, but the one who knew everything in his heart Confident, the slight echo effect in the auditorium thus amplifies the charm.

Qu Yun, who was watching every move at the scene closely, was attracted.

Ling Mo didn't exchange too many pleasantries, and got to the point in just a dozen seconds.His voice is gentle and objective, the rhythm is not too fast to appear completely immersed in his own thinking, and it is not too slow to make people want to sleep. Everyone instantly entered a state of concentration.

Qu Yun obviously couldn't understand what Ling Mo said, but he could feel a kind of cohesion of thinking from Ling Mo's voice. Everyone on the scene looked at him intently, even though there was no expression on his face. expression.

When performing tasks before, no matter what, Qu Yun could not be distracted by anything, but Ling Mo's back, every moment of his walking, and even the line of his eyelashes when he turned his face made Qu Yun dream about it.

Qu Yun managed to shift his attention back to the group of scholars.

After all, there are many scholars and researchers under the command of "Black Sparrow", and maybe some of them are among them.

At this time Ling Mo turned around and walked past the teaching assistant's desk.

Qu Yun's hands were naturally placed on the table, but because the air conditioner was turned on in the auditorium, Qu Yun felt a little hot, and the cuffs were just rolled up to the elbow.

Ling Mo was clearly just passing by. When his index finger touched Qu Yun's fingernail, Qu Yun's eyes that were observing the researchers trembled. He thought that Ling Mo just accidentally touched him, but then, Ling Mo's fingers slid across the back of Qu Yun's hand and across his arm. The light feeling of touching and not touching each other made every nerve of Qu Yun's nerves twitch in less than a second. Itching.

When Ling Mo passed by, he seemed to have done everything unintentionally. Qu Yun's arm was placed on the table, and he didn't know how to move it.

Ling Mo has been speaking for almost an hour, and the students in the auditorium are frantically taking notes, as if every word Ling Mo said is golden and jade, enough to turn the world upside down, the scholars in the front row always subconsciously say Looking forward, the approval and appreciation in the eyes of those older scholars who had a little doubt about Ling Mo were almost overflowing.

This man stood in the center of the world. Qu Yun had never seen a man like Ling Mo who naturally occupied all the eyes of others.

Finally, the mood returned to calm, Qu Yun slowly folded his arm, and subconsciously touched the back of his hand where Ling Mo's fingertips slid, but Ling Mo came back unexpectedly, with round fingers Jian tapped lightly on the mineral water bottle in front of Qu Yun.

Qu Yun immediately understood what the other party meant, and unscrewed the bottle cap for him. When Ling Mo came back, turned his back to the audience, and picked up the mineral water, Ling Mo's fingertips did not touch Qu Yun at all. When Qu Yun lowered his head, he sighed inwardly.

Oh god, what the hell are you thinking!

Finally, the morning lectures are over, and it's time for public questions.

That scene was like "one against a hundred", with all kinds of conjectures and questions flooding in.

But the expression on Ling Mo's face was always calm. When he communicated with the scholars at the scene, he talked eloquently. Even if he couldn't understand what he said, Qu Yun could still feel his self-confidence and thoughtful and powerful thinking.

The one-hour communication time passed quickly. Ling Mo said goodbye to everyone present. It was obvious that these people had no intention of letting him go. Fortunately, Q University had prepared a large conference room for Ling Mo and those who came far away. Scholars who came to exchange.

Qu Yun and Xiao Heng followed behind Ling Mo. Most of these people were middle-aged people in their 50s and [-]s. The only one who stood out was a Ph.D. from a British virus laboratory who was about the same age as Ling Mo, Warren Fei. s.

Qu Yun noticed him because this guy had clear blue eyes and looked shy and shy. During the communication at the meeting, he was the only one who could quickly follow Ling Mo's thoughts.

Sure enough, when the group of scholars sat in the meeting room, as if there was not enough time, the discussion quickly started. The scene can definitely be described as "in full swing", and later it turned into a battle between Warren Firth and Ling Mo. collision of ideas.

Qu Yun looked at Dr. Firth's face. He was concentrating on chatting with Ling Mo, and occasionally raised his fingers. Even when he was emotional, he would make any more aggressive gestures.

When the meeting ended, a group of people walked out. Many scholars still felt that they were still unfulfilled, so they invited Ling Mo to do research and exchange with them.

When Dr. Firth passed by Qu Yun, he smiled at Qu Yun.

"Are you a student of Professor Ling?"

"Uh, no." Qu Yun didn't expect the other party to come over and talk to him, so he replied in English with an accent.

"So... you are his assistant? I saw you sitting at the table when he was giving lectures in public, but you were always looking at us."

"Really, because there is nothing to see, so I have to find a focus for my sight."

"In addition to us, you will also look at Professor Ling, just like he will look at you." Dr. Feith replied.

"Professor Ling see me? When?"

Dr. Firth smiled: "It's in the meeting room."

"Impossible. I'm sitting next to him, and he keeps looking at you and talking to you."

Dr. Feith shook his head: "Ling Mo and I were classmates in graduate school. When he was discussing with me, he used to look at his own information. I always felt strange, but after I stood up, I knew— —Because behind me is a biological genetic map, the background color is dark, and there is glass covering it, just like a mirror.”

Qu Yun stood there in a daze, since Ling Mo had been looking in that direction just now.

"Maybe...maybe he's the same as me, just trying to find a focus for his eyes..."

"Haha, then you're going to ask him." Dr. Firth walked away with his pocket in his pocket.

He turned out to be Ling Mo's graduate student classmate?

It feels much cuter than Ling Mo.

At this moment, Ling Mo came out and saw Dr. Feith and Qu Yun chatting, so he asked, "What are you talking about?"

Dr. Firth blinked at Qu Yun intentionally, and then said with a smile: "I'm expressing my affection for this gentleman."

"It's okay. He just peeks at me." Ling Mo replied.

The author has something to say: DAY77

Qu Yun: Don't let me put my fingers in other people's mouths, I can always pick the leaves on my teeth, right?

Ling Mo: You can put it in my mouth.

Qu Yun: You have to bite it off, hehe I dare not.

Ling Mo: I will bite lightly.

Qu Yun: Thank you, bite it off lightly, I understand.

Ling Mo: I can lick.

Qu Yun: ...

Ling Mo: And sucking.

Qu Yun: I still don't want to put it in your mouth.