said don't mess with me

Han Qingshi and Zhao Jiahui have been busy for a long time.

Mu Xia couldn't wait for the end. When he was bored alone, he took out his computer and looked at the case materials from Mr. Liu.

The heights of the sofa and the coffee table did not match, Mucha lowered his upper body and lay on his lap for a while, his stomach was so cramped that he felt uncomfortable, so he simply sat on the ground.

Comfortable.

Liu Gong is a typical academic school. He has several notebooks, which record in detail all the problems he has encountered since he entered the industry, and there are many experience summaries. The preciousness can be said to be hard to buy.

But the most commendable thing is that he never stingy.

As soon as Mu Xia asked for advice today, he gave her the full scanned copy, and told her, don't hold back when you encounter problems, and don't just search Baidu. Asking him or other experienced engineers directly will get twice the result with half the effort.

He said, "In the process of growing up, there is progress in communication, so that we will not go astray."

Mu Xia was enlightened after hearing what he said, and now she was so engrossed in reading the information that she didn't even realize that Han Qing was sitting behind her for a long time.

It was Han Qing who felt that the time was almost up, so he took the initiative to ask, "Where did you get the information?"

Mucha was startled, and lay on the table with his hands on his chest, gasping for breath.

Barely slowing down, Mucha turned around and said with lingering fear, "Why do you make no sound when you walk?"

Han Qingshi was first sued by the villain, so he didn't bother with her, and asked amusedly, "Are you sure you're not too involved?"

Mucha pursed her lips and smiled, admitting it.

Mu Xia moved forward a little bit, with his small body arched, and only rested his chin on Han Qingshi's lapped knees to support his body, he didn't hide his true feelings after coming to GN these days, "You guys in GN are too good, If I don’t try harder, I will be slowed down.”

When she was talking, she had a small look on her face waiting for someone to comfort her, coupled with her intimate movements, it was easy to make people's hearts soften.

Han Qing rested on his toes, raised his knees, patted Mu Xia's head cooperatively, and said softly, "Why don't you just treat yourself as an intern? This way the pressure will be much less."

"Because of a strong sense of responsibility." Mu Xia put gold on his face confidently, and then blinked playfully with sly eyes when he was done, "Besides this, there is another very important reason."

"what?"

Mu Xia rubbed his chin up a little bit, intentionally pressed the soft flesh on Han Qingshi's leg, and said with a smile: "I want to become a great god as soon as possible, so that I will feel proud when you mention it in the future."

Han Qingshi's ink-colored pupils flashed brightly, "You have impressed me at the acceptance meeting."

"It was just a fluke." Mu Xia straightened his body, folded his arms around his chest, and looked very serious. "There is a big gap between a junior engineer who is a bit smart and an experienced master. I still have a lot to learn."

What Mu Xia said was the truth, Han Qingshi no longer refuted, leaned over and hugged her, put her on his lap, and asked her, "Do you want to come to GN? You can learn faster here than anywhere else."

Han Qingshi's tone didn't sound like a joke.

When Mu Xia heard it, the phrase she said not long ago, 'Let the GN people recognize you as soon as possible' flashed in her mind.

It was all too obvious what she meant.

"You want to open the back door for me?" Mucha asked almost certainly.

Before Han Qing could reply, she directly and firmly refused, "I don't want it." If she did, what was the difference between her and Han Shuyan?To Han Qing... She couldn't explain clearly.

"Why?" Han Qing asked.

Mucha didn't look her in the eyes, and said vaguely, "There's no reason, just don't want to."

Seeing Mu Xia's firm attitude, Han Qing had no choice but to temporarily suspend the topic, and said in a relaxed tone: "Then, Mu Gong, come on, and try to get rid of the situation that hinders you as soon as possible."

Mu Xia snorted and leaned into Han Qingshi's arms, sighing, "Mu Gong was hurt by your GN people, and I'm a little tired, and now I need comfort."

"What comfort do you want?"

"Hmm..." Mucha dragged his voice, thinking carefully.

After a while, I sat up, my eyes were very bright, "Can I kiss the neck that I didn't kiss that day?"

Han Qingshi's quiet brows and eyes had a layer of soft light, "Yes."

Mucha, "!"

"But this time there is a request."

"any request?"

"You have to undo the buttons yourself."

"..." What kind of request is this?Are you sure it's not a benefit?

Mucha suppressed the overwhelming joy, pursed his lips and said, "Oh, let's do it."

Han Qingshi smiled, raised his chin slightly, and reminded her, "How many pills you want to remove, you can decide for yourself."

This question stumped Mucha.

Last time Han Qing solved three, this time, it's the same, it looks like she's bad if there are too many.

Mucha secretly poked and rubbed his hands, then lifted up and pinched the slippery little button on the top.

A small grain does not exert strength.

Mucha moved closer, and his breath passed Han Qingshi's chin as if nothing.

Suddenly I became nervous, and the solution was not smooth.

Mucha casually picked up a topic, "Ah Shi, did you feel a lot of pressure when you first started working?"

Han Qing answered every question, "Yes."

"Really?" Mu Xia's palms were sweating, and he finally untied one. He wanted to be happy, but when he saw the dazzling white inside, he breathed heavily, and continued, "You are so powerful, I thought you You can do anything with ease.”

"Greatness is only relatively speaking. In the face of a completely unfamiliar field, everyone will feel pressure."

"Is it stressful?"

"..."

This time Han Qing was silent for a long time.

Jiude Mucha successfully undid the second button, peeled it off, and saw an inadvertent and obvious swallowing movement slipping through her throat.

This is just a normal physiological reaction, but Mucha feels a little dry for no reason.

She stopped wanting to continue to undo the third button, shifted her straight gaze to one side, and then slowly approached.

Pressing his lips, Han Qingshi's neck trembled.

Mucha opened his mouth and squeezed it lightly.

When the tip of the tongue was about to touch the delicate skin, there was a slight vibration under the lips.

It was Han Qing who was talking and asked her, "Do you want to hear me?"

There was a loud buzz in Mucha's head, his eyes became hot, and he whispered, "I want to."

When Han Qing heard the answer, he took her hand and placed it on the third button. His voice was deliberately lowered as if it was a long-planned private meeting, "Then untie another button and kiss."

----

Mu Xia came back to school late again, so anxious that she ran all the way.

The feet are light and fluttering, and the cold wind can't blow away the red layer on the ears. I always feel a voice echoing in my ears - panting low, restrained, and occasionally there will be one or two out-of-control moans.

At that time, the body under her lips would draw clearer lines, and each line was so beautiful that she was fascinated.

So, the kiss became more and more devoted.

Soft like clouds, hard like candy.

When I kiss you, it seems like honey has been wiped in my mouth, and I will suck it unconsciously...

"Ah!" Mu Xia was blushed by the images that were gradually flying in his mind, raised his hand, and patted his cheek.

Passing the administrative building, Mucha saw a tall and thin figure from afar.

He Yu.

She didn't intend to go forward, but thinking of Wei Zhen's appearance that night, she ran over hesitantly, pretending to meet her by chance, "Mr. He? It's really you, I thought I was mistaken just now."

He Yu had just finished running ten kilometers, and his sportswear was wet a lot.

Seeing Mucha, she unbuttoned her hair, plucked her wet hair, and asked with a smile, "Why are you wandering outside without going back to the dormitory so late?"

Mucha blinked and behaved, "Didn't you go back to the dormitory?"

"Tsk, does your Teacher Chen know that you are so eloquent?"

"Not only do I know it, but I also really like it."

He Yu sighed, "Fortunately, you are not my student."

Mucha, "How about I take your postgraduate exam across majors?"

He Yujing thank you Bumin.

"Okay, go back to the dormitory quickly." He Yu brought the conversation back to the topic and said, "Your dormitory is near the south gate, right? There's construction going on there recently, and there's a lot of people there. I'll take you there."

"Don't bother you, there are security guards patrolling the South Gate 24 hours a day."

"I've already sent you back for the time you've been talking nonsense."

"..." Even if she is flying, she must have a process of fanning her wings to take off, how can she come so fast.

Determined that he couldn't evade it, Mu Xia followed He Yu and walked towards the dormitory in a regular manner.

He Yu had long legs, and his strides were big. After a while, Mu Xia's breathing became heavier. He Yu couldn't help but joked again, "Musia, did you grow up drinking the northwest wind? Your physical strength is too weak .”

Mucha wanted to cry but had no tears, and thought sadly: "Obviously you walked too fast."

In the second half of the journey, He Yu deliberately slowed down.

Mu Xia regained his strength, his mind started to spin wildly.

He Yu was stared at too many times, so he couldn't help but ask, "I'm not as serious as your teacher Chen, so I'll just speak up."

Mucha didn't dare to inquire about the teacher's private life, so he just picked up a topic and said, "Thank you for your mercy in the physical examination."

"Don't." He Yu put his hand through the back of his neck, raised his hair, and let the cool breeze blow in, "This year's New Year's Day, I will speak on stage as a teacher representative. Image is very important. If your words spread, don't speak, My job title is probably going to be lost.”

Mucha smiled dryly, "Don't worry, I haven't told anyone else."

He Yu laughed and didn't answer.

The two continued walking quietly.

Seeing some people who didn't look like students sitting on the opposite side of the road, He Yu calmly lowered his expression and walked to Mu Xia's right, blocking the eyes of those people from her.

Mu Xia noticed it and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. He."

He Yu tilted his head indifferently, wanting to reply with an official speech, his eyes glanced at Mucha's chin, paused, and asked, "What's the matter with the chin?"

Mucha was puzzled, "What?"

Touched one place with fingers, stung and hurt.

Mu Xia's face became hot, and he suddenly felt a little ashamed.

It should have been scratched by Han Qingshi's nails.

A few times she seemed to really be unable to bear it, and would hurriedly hold her face and kiss her, so as to give herself a chance to calm down.

"Didn't your boyfriend do it?" He Yu said quietly, "You came back so late, are you with your boyfriend?"

Mucha shook her head quickly, "Of course not!" She couldn't have a boyfriend!

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. What's the rush?" He Yu glanced at her, and said in a flat tone, "Is that a prospective boyfriend?"

Mucha is speechless, as a teacher, is such a gossip student's emotional life really appropriate?

He Yu didn't see Mu Xia's expression, and said very friendly: "Do you want the teacher to teach you a trick?"

Mucha, "Which move?"

"Wait until the dead of night, when he is lonely and unbearable, confess to him affectionately, so that he will cry bitterly and bow himself under your pomegranate skirt."

"...makes sense."

He Yu, "..." She was talking nonsense.

----

When Mu Xia returned to the dormitory, Le Qian and the others had already gone to bed.

She didn't go to wash up right away, but turned on the computer, and sat under it furtively, typing on the keyboard.

Le Qian wakes up after sleeping, she is still there.

"Mumu." Le Qian lay on the side of the bed and called Mu Xia in a low voice.

Mucha looked up, "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing down there?"

"Write a confession letter."

"What?" Le Qian leaned out a little, and asked strangely, "Is it too dishonest to confess my trust by knocking on the computer?"

Mucha, "This is not an ordinary confession letter."

"Oh, then you go on, I'm asleep."

"Uh-huh."

At twelve o'clock, Mucha turned off the computer.

After a simple wash, he climbed into bed, opened wechat and sent a message to Han Qingshi.

Didn't say anything, just a string of addresses.

Han Qing was about to go to sleep when he saw the message and asked her: [What was posted? 】

Mucha: [You can find out by clicking on it. 】

Han Qingshi did the same.

The address briefly loads and the content is displayed.

is an adaptive HTML page.

At the beginning, Mucha's photo was displayed, which was taken in the corridor before she entered the dormitory. Thanks to the high resolution of her mobile phone, she smiled brightly even in the dim light.

Soon the text below began to fade in.

'It's twelve o'clock in the morning

This girl you see just climbed into bed

It's a little cold in bed

Her heartbeat can't cool down

Do you want to know why?

Please click【View】'

Han Qingshi followed the instructions and clicked the pink heart button in the lower right corner.

The page faded out and switched to her photo, which was the first time she took Mucha to the B&B, and Wei Zhen took the photo with her mobile phone.

There is also a dynamic heart rate chart with a red line on a white background below, starting from 62 and soaring all the way to 180.

After the number freezes, the answer slowly appears at the bottom—because her heart beats faster whenever she thinks of you.

Han Qingshi has long passed the romantic age, but she was still happy because of Mu Xia's words on this night in the depths of winter.

She exited the browser and returned to WeChat: [There is no evidence for what you say, how can you prove it? 】

Mucha is confused.

How to prove the heartbeat?

After thinking for a long time, Mu Xia replied to Han Qing: [Put on the earphones. 】

Han Qingshi: [Put it on. 】

Mucha: [OK. 】

Mu Xia dialed Han Qingshi's phone number, turned the volume to the maximum, and whispered, "Listen."

Then, she pressed the phone tightly to her chest.

The night was silent.

There was warmth in the room.

Han Qing leaned against the head of the bed, through the silent and invisible network, as if he really heard the sound of Mucha's heart beating, "Bang, bang, bang..." Like fireworks blooming, it instantly illuminated the silent night sky.

The author has something to say: everyone can make up the details of the buttons by themselves, otherwise A Jiang will be caught in a small black room.