[Love story] Professor remember to receive express delivery!

Miss Lu was playing a game when she received the call from the professor.

The eldest lady is used to being alone, and in the dungeon with S-level difficulty, she was so brave that she did not form a group, and single-handedly went to pick the monsters. After fighting hard for a long time, she finally ground the boss until the last layer of blood remained. The mobile phone rang suddenly, startling the young lady who was concentrating on it, and the last big move got stuck.

Then she watched helplessly as the Boss, who was about to fall down, suddenly jumped up as if he had been beaten into chicken blood, and brandished the machete bravely, chopping off her game character without hesitation...

Miss Lu almost spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot!

Who is this who is this who is this peaty!She spent a lot of red medicine to grind the boss to death, but she fell short at the critical moment, peat... dare to stand up for her, his boss!Miss, she can't bite you to death! (╰_╯)

When she grabbed the phone, Miss Lu was aggressive and ready to fight.

As a result, she stopped as soon as she saw the caller ID.

orz...it's actually a professor, tears running...

Hey, professor, can you stop contacting her by such a coincidence?Just five seconds late... Really TAT...

Miss Lu immediately felt overwhelmed.

But when the phone was connected, the eldest lady's voice was very flat, with a little softness in the flat: "Kingsley?"

"Well, Shirley, it's me." The professor on the other side of the microphone smiled, "Are you busy?"

Miss Lu glanced at her gray and white game character sadly, paused for a second, and finally replied out of conscience: "No, I'm not busy now. What's the matter?"

"If you're not busy, is it convenient for me to come in?"

"……what?"

"In fact, I'm already standing outside your house."

He didn't even ask Tianqing to rush over to open the door for him—for fear that she would be inconvenient to move, Jing Bo opened the door after entering the password by himself after obtaining the entry permit.When Miss Lu slipped out of the room in her wheelchair, the professor had already changed into her slippers, stood politely beside the sofa, and looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

Always clean and tidy, with a well-fitting suit.

Always gentle, tolerant and considerate smile.

Even if he just stood there very simply, he was as handsome as a... star poster ==. . .

Miss Lu was embarrassed by her last untraceable association.

When she rolled (...) closer, Miss Lu was taken aback for a moment, she didn't know what she was thinking of, and she immediately had a splitting headache: "Kingsley, don't tell me, it's that irresponsible Gordon again. The guy asked you to come over and top the bag..."

The smile on the professor's reluctance to complain about his friends says it all.

Miss Lu gritted her teeth.

Very good, she has finally found the culprit who caused her to be counterattacked by the boss, so second brother, you wait, she will definitely treat you as a boss when she comes back at night, how can it be repaired!

——Inspector Lu, who was busy investigating the case, suddenly felt a pain in his knee, and a familiar depression surged up, and a premonition flashed in his mind: peat, he was shot again...

"Actually, it can't be called a top bag." Jing Bo walked towards Tianqing, still the same as yesterday, squatting down next to the wheelchair thoughtfully, "You are injured, and you shouldn't be left alone at home. It's right to take care of you personally."

Miss Lu herself waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's really just looking scary, but it's nothing serious. Look," she gestured to her right hand, "I took off the bandage as soon as I came back yesterday."

This kind of posture like offering a treasure...

The professor suppressed a smile silently, but the corners of his eyes were still curled up: "Gordon said that the refrigerator at home has no food reserves, but you really want to cook by yourself today, so you asked me to come over. If you want, I may come with you Go to the supermarket to buy something."

"Aren't you busy at school?"

The eldest lady looked up at the clock on the wall, and it was only 5 minutes before twelve o'clock...The professor must have rushed over just after class...

"Well, there is no class in the afternoon." The professor also raised his watch and looked at it, "It's so late... Shieley, you must be hungry, right?"

"..."

Can she say that before she played the game, just in case, she ate a whole box of biscuits—yes, a whole, a whole, a box of biscuits?Can?Can you?

Look at the professor who came here to take care of her...

……

Definitely not, okay TAT...

Miss Lu covered her conscience again: "Well... I'm a little hungry."

It's definitely an illusion, that's right, it's an illusion, my eyes are teary┭┮﹏┭┮. . .

Then the big professor pushed the young lady out to look for food→→

Just when they arrived downstairs, they encountered a very sad problem.

The eldest lady looked at her legs, and then at the professor who suddenly looked a little embarrassed. After understanding what he meant, she was speechless and asked the sky.

——Although she successfully rolled into the bathtub in the morning, it doesn't mean that she can also successfully roll into the car...

So... want the professor to help carry it in?

Or don't you want the professor to help you?

Emma... I really want to squat with my head in my arms, I'm so entangled, I knelt down...

Jing Bo was also in a difficult situation.

It stands to reason that Tianqing was injured, and unfortunately, her foot was injured, which affected her daily activities, not to mention coming to take care of her today, even if she came here every day to pick her up and go to school before she recovered, and then drove to see her off after school Going home, the gentleman professor also felt that it was logical.

—Nothing to be embarrassed about.

He thought so.

Then I immediately realized that my thinking was too simple.

Nothing else, but... the premise of pick-up is that he must at least find a way to put Tianqing (Huh?) in the car, right?

The big professor is also very tangled.

In other words, in this case, I hope Jing Bo will speak first...

It's better to count on the eldest lady to stand up first with a strong body (...).

Looking at the car in front of her eyes, Miss Lu began to worry about this multiple-choice question. After a while, she suddenly realized: ... Wait, it's wrong... There seems to be something wrong with me going!Was she taken into a ditch by the professor?Why [Choose One]?Do we have to use 【抱】?

【Help】Can't it work?

……

That's right, wouldn't it be good to help her sit in it?

She's only lame, isn't she?As long as someone supports her, let alone taking a car, even walking a few steps is fine ==. . .

Miss Lu silently vomited blood in her heart.

——She was indeed led astray by the professor.

Probably in this person's heart, the image of her seriously injured yesterday was too realistic. Even if she kept saying that she was fine, the professor was still worried. When she thought of transferring (huh?) her, her first reaction was to use the safest way, hold her.

Actually it's not necessary.

"Well, Kingsley, would you mind giving me a hand?" Miss Lu gave a wry smile after a long absence—she really couldn't do anything about this gentleman. "Actually, my left foot is really fine."

"..."

Professor Gentleman's ears are red→→. . .

Miss Lu really saw it this time, no matter how talented this person is—it is said that he will be the youngest Nobel Prize winner in physics after Ding Zhaozhong, but... Sure enough, there is actually no necessary connection between EQ and IQ, right?

Such a smart scientist, with such an emotional intelligence... Hey, how could he be a little clumsy?

It's no wonder why I've been single for so many years...

Miss Lu, who had been safely put into the passenger seat, felt that she had come to the truth.

Jing Bo didn't take the eldest lady too far—he always kept Tianqing's status as a "wounded person" in mind, and there was a large supermarket two streets away.

To be honest, the scene of visiting the supermarket with the professor is... well, very strange.

He is wearing an elegant suit as usual, and his leather shoes are spotless. You can tell at a glance that he is a person with great taste in life. To put it a little bit exaggerated, it's as if he just stepped out of a high-end reception a second ago, and the goblet in his hand is just as old. Let it go.

Look at Miss Lu in the wheelchair again...

Well, as usual, she didn't comb her hair up. Thanks to her injury, the eldest lady finally got rid of that damn business attire, let alone casual attire.Then, because of a foot injury, her high heels were also abandoned...

Yes, that's right, just as everyone thought, the eldest lady is wearing a pair of slippers, which were bought for her by Inspector Lu before. They are a normal blue color, but they are just joking with her, so...they are rabbits. Ear →→. . .

At that time, Ms. Lu felt that she really didn't care about slippers at home, so she didn't think about changing them.

Then these two people, one of whom is still in a wheelchair, go to the supermarket to buy groceries or something...

Well, that scene was really weird.

Just look at the attention rate.

When I got home, I recalled that everyone looked at her with the eyes that looked at her strangely. Miss Lu was still tearing expressionlessly while chopping vegetables.

——What is extreme joy begets sorrow?She's done today, but she even forgot to change her shoes when she went out... Sure enough, the whole person is wrong, I'm really kneeling TAT!

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Having said that, thanks to her philandering second brother, there is a pair of beautiful red bar chairs in the kitchen, which I usually don’t think are of much use—it can only be used as a prop for the second brother to play handsome or flirt with (…), but in the end As soon as she was injured today, the eldest lady immediately felt: Well, this red is really pleasing to the eye, does it matter...

Now she is sitting on a bar stool with her left foot on the floor, cooking with ease.

——【The sink is almost taller than she is sitting in the wheelchair】Miss Lu decided to resolutely ignore this kind of thing.

As for the professor?

Well, Miss Lu has no hope for this culinary skill at all, no, not to mention [cooking skills], the eldest lady is skeptical about whether Master Jing Bo has ever entered the kitchen by himself since he was a child.

So she invited that guy to sit on the sofa.

"It will be ready soon. When you arrive at my house, there is no reason not to try my craft?"

Jing Bo, who was already planning to leave, was so stubbornly stayed by the young lady.

——The other party is a very busy person, and even took time out to take care of you, and spent a long time with you, and finally let him leave on an empty stomach?

Miss Lu will definitely die of guilt.

Facing a pile of fresh ingredients, the eldest lady rolled up her sleeves and turned on her horsepower.

The professor sat obediently on the sofa.Regarding his culinary talent, based on the premise that he has not done any experiments, he obviously does not intend to go in and make trouble.

"If you don't want to watch TV, you can turn on the stereo, listen to music, and take a break."

In the end, it was Miss Lu who couldn't watch it anymore, and didn't want him to just sit there, so she suggested, "Although I don't know what Kingsley song you like, but there are many CDs, you can pick and choose."

——Looking at how quiet he is, it is estimated that if she doesn't speak, he will probably remain so quiet until she finishes lunch.

Jing Bo smiled back and nodded.

Miss Lu glanced at him.

Sure enough, after a while, although the stereo sounded, the disc was still the one she put in and forgot to take out.

——As expected, the professor didn't choose the disc he likes by himself.

"Are you sure you want to listen to this?" Miss Lu was a little helpless, "This is a demo I recorded a long time ago, and I carved it out for myself to play."

It's not that the things she recorded are shady, but Miss Lu really doubts whether Jing Bo, who has received a western-style aristocratic education since childhood, will like this kind of music.

Datianchao ancient style or something...

Subsequent facts proved that no matter how popular Western-style education is, the professor definitely does not dislike or even be proud of the ancient culture of the Great Heavenly Dynasty.

It can even be said that he has been a little surprised.

"Is this a harp?"

A string of gorgeous and soft portamentos passed by, and the timbre was so beautiful that it was beyond description.The professor looked at Miss Lu and asked her almost admiringly.

Miss Lu smiled: "It's a harp, although it's not impossible to play this piece with a harp...but it's better to use a harp."

This is her little obsession.

No one knows that the musical instrument she is best at is actually neither the piano nor the harp—before she became [Lu Tianqing], the musical instrument that accompanied her all the way from childhood to adulthood was actually a simple and beautiful konghou.

Because the Lu family had immigrated to Australia at that time, there was no one who would teach a ten-year-old child how to play the harp, so Miss Lu chose the harp as her major instrument.But after that, she earned her first pot of gold by herself, and the first thing she bought was a konghou.

"It's beautiful."

During the gap between the two pieces, the professor looked at her and sincerely praised: "It's really a beautiful piece, Shirley."

He had only heard Tianqing's piano before, and he had never had the chance to listen to her best harp.This time, although it was not a live performance, although it was not a harp, it was said that it was just a few songs [burned for myself to play], which already made him feel his good luck again.

The professor thought so, and then smiled.

——In fact, his compliment was very simple, it was just a sentence, and he didn't use any words that sound gorgeous.But his gaze, serious and simple, is pure praise without any flattery.

"Well……"

Because this compliment was so sincere, even Miss Lu blushed a little.She paused, but in the end she curled up her lips, sighed helplessly, and then sat on the chair and bent over: "Thanks for the compliment...but it's a pity that I didn't bring the harp back to Hong Kong."

The professor was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes were even more curved: "It's okay, if you have a chance in the future, just play it for me again."

The author has something to say: still no chicken blood┭┮﹏┭┮, swollen and broken... swollen and broken, I kneel down! ! !