Professor Shen's clingy

After Long Xin finished speaking, he covered his mouth, his eyes were straight, the dragon beard on his face was tense, his skin seemed to be on fire, and the blush engulfed the original complexion.

She couldn't control herself, she spoke too loudly, and wanted to find regret medicine immediately.

If the tone and volume are properly controlled, it will not sound so urgent, nor will it expose your emotions to the fullest.

It seems that there are ulterior motives for the professor.

Long Xin felt that she was doomed, and the more she thought about it, the more she became afraid that the professor would not only reject her, but also look at her with strange eyes from now on.

Obviously they get along very well in this way, how can I be so greedy?

Long Xin wanted to scratch his stupid head.

Unexpectedly, Shen Zaiqing only paused for a second, and then calmly put the watermelon rind into the trash bag, parted her red lips, and said calmly, "Yes."

"Really?" Long Xin suspected that he had heard wrong.

There was an obvious smile in Shen Zaiqing's voice: "Since it is a reward, of course it must be done according to your wishes."

Long Xin's eyes were wide open, as if afraid of Shen Zaiqing's repentance, she took a step towards her room like a thief.

He continued to probe: "Then I'll go get the blanket?"

"Well, let's go."

Shen Zaiqing didn't look at her, so he could guess her expression now, without saying anything else, he bent down to put away the watermelon rind on the ground.

When Long Xin entered her room and closed the door guiltily, she straightened up, looked in the direction of Long Xin's door, and curled her lips.

After tidying up the living room, Shen Zaiqing returned to her room, washed up briefly, then sat in front of the desk, turned on the desk lamp and notepad.

Before going to bed, she likes to briefly record what happened today, and after Long Xin came, she could write more.

Long Xin was dawdling, presumably she was doing psychological construction, she had already stayed in her room for a long time, and Shen Zaiqing didn't bother to urge her.

Her little dragon grows too fast, if she calls everywhere, it won't be long before she becomes a little dragon who knows everything.

That way, she won't need herself soon.

Thinking of this possibility, the corners of Shen Zaiqing's mouth curled up, and the tip of his pen was unconsciously exerting force.

My heart is uncomfortable.

She also wrote down her pain in the notebook.

"Squeak—" There was the sound of pushing the door gently, Long Xin's little head came in first, and looked around, seeing Shen Zaiqing sitting at the desk writing, she didn't dare to disturb her, she walked to the bed lightly, Throw your own blanket on the bed.

Then he walked to Shen Zaiqing's feet and sat down, obediently waiting for her.

The moment Long Xin entered the door, Shen Zaiqing noticed it.

She thought that Long Xin would play by herself after coming in, or go to bed early, but she didn't expect to sit beside her so obediently, guarding her.

Those bright eyes looked at her motionlessly.

Shen Zaiqing couldn't help but picked her up again, put her in his hand, rubbed her little head and said: "If you are bored, there are many strange gadgets on my table, you can take a look."

The desk in Shen Zaiqing's room was next to the wall, and there was a row of metal objects on the other side of the wall.

These metal objects are strangely shaped, and under the light of the bedroom, they have a silvery white metallic luster, and they are made of stiff and temperatureless materials.

"This is a storage box for index stickers. Shake its arm, and a sticker will come out of its mouth."

"Although it looks a bit intrusive, it is very practical and I have used it for many years."

Long Xin's hand was held by Shen Zaiqing, and she touched the arm of the human-shaped storage box, and a sticker with an orange bottom was spat out.

The adhesive area on the top of the sticker was not stained with anything, and Shen Zaiqing held an intact sticker in the mouth of the puppet storage box.

Shen Zaiqing stuck the orange sticker on the back of Long Xin's hand, and then wrote Long Xin's name on the sticker with a pen.

"This is how it is used. This area can be used for writing, and the other end is pasted on the side of the book, exposing the written part, which is equivalent to making a mark to help us quickly find what we are looking for."

The tip of the pen moved on the back of Long Xin's hand, bringing a tingling itch. Long Xin didn't dare to scratch the place where Shen Zaiqing had written, so she used the other hand to scratch the place next to her belly.

The anti-itch effect is actually very good.

Her eyes turned around on the table, and she saw a small umbrella-shaped object. She was very curious, so she pointed to it and asked, "Professor, what is this used for?"

Shen Zaiqing followed her gaze, reached out and brought this thing over, and placed it in front of Long Xin.

She took the small umbrella off the base, took a pencil, and wanted to demonstrate to Long Xin: "This is a pencil sharpener, open the handle of the umbrella, put the pencil on it, and then insert it into the base, It will automatically sharpen the pencil."

As Shen Zaiqing said, he inserted the small umbrella with the pencil back in it. After it was activated, the umbrella surface supported on the top would continue to rotate with the movement of sharpening the pencil.

When the umbrella surface is turned, there will be a melodious music sound from the base, like a music box. This is the highlight moment of this automatic pencil sharpener.

Long Xin also found it very interesting to watch.

The pencil was sharpened, Shen Zaiqing took it out, put it in Long Xin's hand, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, I used this pencil sharpener when I was in middle school, and it hasn't broken after using it for so long. durable."

"It's just this piece of music over and over again. I'm a little tired of listening to it. Next time I will bring it over and ask the person who made it to change it."

From Shen Zaiqing's tone, it seemed that he was very familiar with the person who made the pencil sharpener, and when she mentioned him, her tone was very intimate.

Long Xin's mood changed, and he pointed to a row of metal objects and asked, "Did that person do all of these?"

Shen Zaiqing smiled and said: "Yes, they are all made by the same person. And only I have them, and he only gave them to me, and others can't buy them with money."

Long Xin recognized the little pride in Shen Zaiqing's ending voice, that man was very kind to the professor, and would personally make strange gadgets for her to make her happy.

The one and only thing is very precious. This person has given such precious thoughts to the professor. Does he like her?

And the professor... seems to like this guy very much.

Long Xin lowered his eyes, feeling very sad in his heart.

After showing the machine for automatically sharpening pencils, Shen Zaiqing returned her eyes to the half-written diary, and she said to Long Xin: "In the past, if you poke and poke and look twice, you can roughly guess what this thing is. It works. Take a look for yourself first, and ask me if you don’t understand, okay?”

"But professor, I'm a little sleepy." Long Xin turned her back, not wanting to look at these things anymore.

"Then go and rest." Shen Zaiqing turned to look at Long Xin, but only saw her back.

"Okay." With a leap of strength, Long Xin jumped from Shen Zaiqing's desk to her bed.

She hugged her little blanket and wrapped herself up, covering her face.

She suddenly felt that the world was not so bright.

Shen Zaiqing supported his head with his hands, and drew a sulking little dragon on the diary with a pen.

The angry cloud on Xiaolong's head was drawn big by her.

Long Xin's heart was soaked in vinegar water, how could he sleep?

She opened her eyes under the blanket, her face wrinkled into a ball, thinking hard about who is this person who gave Shen Zaiqing a gift?

When she first entered human society, she didn't know many people in total, and it was impossible to figure it out even if she tried her best.

Might as well... ask the professor directly.

Anyway, she didn't recognize herself, she didn't know that she was Xiao Qinglong who secretly kissed her seven years ago, and she didn't know that she liked her.

After a while, Long Xin's voice came from under the blanket: "Professor, who is the person who gave you these gifts? He is so amazing."

She had been brewing for a long time, and when she spoke, she erased her personal emotions, and it sounded like pure curiosity and exclamation.

Shen Zaiqing returned quickly: "You will see him soon, we will have dinner with him on Saturday."

Long Xin didn't like it when he heard it, and thought sourly: They have an appointment to have dinner together on weekends, the relationship must be unusual!

"His name is Shen Zailiang, he is my elder brother. He has a lot of weird ideas in his head, but he is easy to get along with. Long Xin, you will like him very much when you see him."

Shen Zaiqing's last sentence caused Long Xin to throw off the blanket and sit up.

elder brother? ! !