Nuo Qianjin, one of the love apartments

On the table.

The old father-like professor asked kindly: "Xiao Lan is my friend's proud student, you have to treat her well, otherwise..."

As he spoke, he slammed his cane on the floor vigorously, and stared threateningly at Hu Yifei, who was smiling apologetically, his cloudy yet clear eyes were full of meaning.

Hu Yifei spread her hands in her heart. What she was most afraid of in college was the stubborn little old man in front of her. He could scare her for several days when he had a bad face, and always reflect on what she did wrong.

Seeing an old professor who was persuasive and persuasive on the opposite side, a daughter-in-law who "accepted humbly" on the surface but did not take it seriously, Nuo Lan bent her beautiful eyes, hooked Hu Yifei's little finger from under the table, and scratched her like a feather palm, quietly waiting for someone's reaction.

Sure enough, in the next second someone held her hand instead, turned his eyes and gave her a coquettish look, and continued to listen to the old professor's emotional teaching.

As the old professor said, he picked up a document in a leather bag from the side coffee table and gave it to Nuo Lan, winking at her mischievously: "It contains all the transcripts and all the punishments from Yifei University... "

"Ahem." Hu Yifei was so startled that she coughed again and again, and wanted to snatch the grade report from the old professor. Now it's okay to lose face in front of the professor, but absolutely not in front of A Lan. Hu Yifei clearly remembers what she did in college. There are many embarrassing things.

The old professor glared, Hu Yifei pouted, and sat down obediently, but his eyes were still glued to the file bag and did not move.

"Teacher..." Did you do it on purpose?Didn't she just knock down all the bookshelves by accident? Didn't she also post a lot of rare editions of ancient books upside down? As for being so obsessed with it today?

"My girl is about to be handed over to you now. Although Yifei has a hot temper and the students at school are afraid of her, there are quite a few people who like Yifei. They put love letters in Yifei's office openly and secretly. of……"

Hu Yifei looked up to the sky without tears: "..."

Teacher, don't tell Alan everything, she still wants to go home properly.

Hu Yifei, who obviously felt the pain in her arm, smiled stiffly, and kept blinking her eyes to imply that the professor should stop talking. If she continued, she would die of pain!

"Yifei, what's wrong with your eyes?" The professor looked at her suspiciously. When did Yifei's eyes go wrong?Is it too old?

Hu Yifei looked up at the sky again: "..."

"It's really not possible, ask Xiaolan to take you to the ophthalmology department. After all, you are old and not young, it's time to get up..." The professor patted Hu Yifei's shoulder earnestly, and said it was for your own good.

Teacher, excuseme? ? ?

"Teacher, no matter how old I am, I'm not as old as Ah Lan...ah... hiss." Before Hu Yifei finished speaking, her face flushed red, she took a few deep breaths, and said falteringly: "Uh...it's okay ,Hahaha."

professor:"???"

Hu Yifei at the bottom gasped, her eyes were moist, and Ah Lan's strikes were too ruthless. As expected of the kind-hearted and ruthless Taekwondo senior a few years ago, her eyes begged for mercy: I was wrong! I swear!

Nuolan showed an angelic smile, and gently rubbed the soft flesh on Hu Yifei's waist with her bare hands. It should be right, her lips were slightly sloppy, and her eyebrows were raised: Oh?Are you really wrong?

"Uh...uh..." Hu Yifei's scalp was tingling and he wanted to tear off Nuo Lan's wobbly hands. The place where Nuo Lan mercilessly pinched just now was painful and itchy. Hu Yifei stared at Nuo Lan with tears in his eyes. , full of grievances, written all over his eyes: You bully!

"Wrong... The fault is... er..." Hu Yifei's mind went blank. In fact, she really didn't know where she was wrong. Her brain was running quickly, and finally came up with a standard answer: "The fault is not listening to your girlfriend." .”

"Cough! Cough!" The professor couldn't stand it any longer, and flirted and flirted in front of him. He remembered that Xiao Lan was a very calm person, and he wouldn't be like this.

The obedient student Hu Yifei immediately sat up straight and looked at the professor with an "I'm very obedient" look.

Nuolan also refrained a bit, sat upright, picked up her chopsticks and started peeling shrimp for Hu Yifei. They all said that women who work hard are the most beautiful, especially the one she loves. Hu Yifei stared blankly at Nuolan with her cheeks on her hands, her eyes full of pink hearts.

The gentle side face is under the light yellow light, the slender eyelashes are fanned from time to time, and occasionally the bare hand lifts the hanging hair, and smiles at herself. Nuo Lan, who came from a scholarly family, has a literary personality. The breath, Wen Shuwen's quietness, is just right for Nuo Lan, Hu Yifei is crazy, she thinks: She is going to be planted in Alan's hands in this life.

An hour later, Hu Yifei slumped on the sofa, rubbing her stomach, and hiccupping from time to time.

The professor looked at his watch and signaled Nuo Lan to follow.

"Alan, teacher?"

Nuolan rubbed Hu Yifei's fleshy face: "The professor asked me for some academic matters, I'll be right back, good boy."

After finishing speaking, he held Hu Yifei's face in his hands and placed a light kiss on her forehead.

Hu Yifei, who was still blushing again, followed the professor calmly.

And the professor covered his eyes and went to the study angrily: Bullying a loner!

in the study.

The professor put the crutches aside, his face became serious, and the subject suddenly changed, and his tone was completely different from that of Hu Yifei: "Xiaolan, have you really thought about it? Your parents...?"

Nuolan paused for arranging the corners of her clothes, with a wry smile on her lips, and looked down at the purple clay pot on the tea table in a daze: "I'm not going to tell them yet."

"Xiaolan..." The professor hesitated and didn't know what to say: "Your parents have returned from city B and are going to work in city S."

Nuolan's face turned pale. The speed was so fast. It was less than a few weeks before she told her mother that she had found someone she liked again, and they couldn't wait to come back from City B?

"Xiaolan, your parents will arrive in S city at ten o'clock tomorrow, and I will try my best to help you hold them back. You and Yifei should be well, and I will definitely help you if you can." The person who made Xiao Lan shine again, although he was a student who didn't worry about him.

"..."

"Your parents seem to know that you are in a relationship."

"..."

"You were photographed when you and Yifei went back to your home."

Nuo Lan raised her head suddenly, her pupils constricted, and said in disbelief, "Are they following me?"

"I don't know about that. Your parents also told me, why have you posted less on Moments? You even called them less often." The professor looked deeply at Nuo Lan.

As the weather became cooler, Nuo Lan tightened the windbreaker on her body, and she didn't know where she was looking. For the first time, she felt that the warm lamp in the professor's house was so dazzling. After a long silence, Nuo Lan sniffed: " I'll call my parents later..."

"Xiao Lan, don't quarrel with your parents."

Nuolan forced a forced smile with a bitter smile: "Have I ever quarreled with them?"

Except that she went against her parents' wishes to study journalism during the college entrance examination, she never listened to her parents' arrangements, even Vincent... that gentle and gentle man was also a good match arranged by his parents.

May I ask if she likes this kind of life?

She couldn't say it for a while, maybe she had paralyzed her own heart.

She thought of that child who broke into her world suddenly, carelessly, and arrogantly. It was a ray of light, illuminating her still hazy heart.

The gentle and indifferent smirk became her mask at some point. Before she met Yifei, she didn't know that she could laugh, get angry, and do a series of things she had never done before.

Surrounded by silence, the professor waited for Nuo Lan's answer, and the hand holding the teacup couldn't help tightening. He couldn't tell what Nuo Lan was thinking. He also grew up with this child. It can be said that, basically, there is no Things are against the parents.

It's just this incident that impacted Xiaolan and her old friend... Thinking of this, the professor sighed deeply.

Nuolan raised her smiling face again, and said loudly: "I've been with Yifei all the time, no matter whether my parents agree or not, we'll elope at the worst."

"Ahem!" The professor was stunned by Nuo Lan's last sentence: "Secret...to run?"

The professor took another sip of tea, dumbfounded: "You can figure it out, if you have something to do, you must come to me."

After thinking about it, I still couldn't help worrying: "Xiaolan, were you ever beaten by Lao Nuo when you were young? Or put in confinement... Or did you not give you food?"

"Professor, where did you think, how is it possible!"

She bears only one-third of these, and those are just common things.

Sometimes I practice piano, brush, and painting, and if I can’t practice it, I just keep practicing. A sentence she often hears is: "Children from other families can learn it, why can't you? Your father and I are both university teachers. How can you be so good?" So useless?"

The young little Nuolan sat on the ground and cried at the very beginning, and finally walked to the corner and faced the wall without shedding a single tear. After writing the self-criticism, she continued to practice quietly. Envious and jealous, there are also many classmates who like her, both male and female.

It also changed from the initial stiff smile to a perennial mask - a gentle smile.

As for her and Vincent being just a fake couple, does she like Vincent?Or does Vincent like her?No, they are just looking forward to their son becoming a dragon and their daughter becoming a phoenix, admiring each other's bosom friends.

The author has something to say: a little blue boy likes what I feel inexplicably.

He is a fellow student of my senior, in the same class as me.

I am afraid that he will confess, and the reasons for rejection, such as: gender does not match, I like senior sister.

Today is Thanksgiving, thank you for supporting me, thank you.

You make a long speech to the person you want to be grateful for the most, and then... maybe you are moved?

Today, my senior sister and I have known each other for 77 days, thank you.