My Professor Shen

Shen Qingchuan stood quietly at the porch, then looked back at Jiang Ling, his eyes were full of complexity and entanglement, after a long silence, he thought about his words, and said slowly: "Uh...there are spare slippers at home ?"

The flash of surprise in the woman's eyes did not escape Jiang Ling who had been watching her all the time. She was a little puzzled as to why Shen Qingchuan showed such an expression, but then she understood.

Jiang Ling stretched out her hand and locked the electronic door behind her back. The interior decoration made her eyes swell and hurt. She couldn't help squinting her eyes. Wherever her eyes went, there was a sea of ​​pink and tender.

The fluffy pink carpet covers every corner of the living room, the wooden single hanging chair is covered with pink plastic small cherry blossoms, the European-style sofa is also tender pink, with exaggerated arcs, rimmed gold bars, and milky white patent leather Well, think about it, the old man should find someone to customize it, except for this possibility, Jiang Ling can't think of where else to buy such an ugly sofa.

In the middle of the carpet, a puppet bear with a height of one person is leaning on the ugly sofa. The little brown skirt is covered with shiny circular sequins, and a huge pink bow is tied on the chest. Well, her three-year-old niece should see it You will feel very dreamy, and then you will happily throw yourself into the arms of the little bear.The overall appearance looks naive, but the two dark glass eyes are staring straight at the entrance, Jiang Ling thinks it looks weird.

Regret, Jiang Ling only had this feeling at the moment, Shen Qingchuan watched her eyes change from shock to doubt to understanding, she felt as uncomfortable as being crawled by ants.

"Yes." Jiang Ling lowered her eyes, clenched her hands into fists, and said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Ling bowed her head and groped around the shoe cabinet for a long time but found nothing. Finally, she found a pair of disposable slippers in the dark cabinet on the wall, unwrapped the transparent outer packaging and placed them at Shen Qingchuan's feet.

Shen Qingchuan suddenly felt a chill in his ankles. He lowered his head and found that Jiang Ling was kneeling on one knee changing her shoes. Looking down at the child from her perspective, the brown hair on his forehead blocked his beautiful eyes, and he could only see the beautiful eyes. With a jealous high nose bridge, the corners of the lips were tightly drawn into a line, and the pointed jaw looked even thinner.

No matter how uncomfortable this scene looked, it seemed like some kind of ritual was going on.

"I'll do it myself." Shen Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, shrank back reflexively by the foot held by Jiang Ling, and said in a whisper.

"It's okay, it's inconvenient for you." With a slight effort in her hands to prevent the woman from retreating, Jiang Ling raised her head and glanced at the little orange cat hanging on her body who refused to let go. The little guy may not be able to adapt to the new environment, and he regarded Shen Qingchuan as a I got off the cat climbing frame, jumping up and down, making the woman flustered.

"Raise your feet." Jiang Ling's attitude was tough. In fact, there was another reason. She felt embarrassed and uncomfortable when she took one more look at the living room, so she had to do other things to divert her attention.

Shen Qingchuan tried to put the little orange cat on the ground, and lifted the back of the little guy's neck with one hand, "Meow~meow~" The little orange cat called out uneasily, and the voice of grandma was shrill, as if she was afraid to come back again after leaving the familiar smell. Abandoned, she stared at her with round, strange-colored eyes.

The little guy's cute and pitiful appearance inspired Shen Qingchuan's maternal brilliance, and he patted its back comfortingly. The little orange cat hiccupped milk, which she thought should be a hungry hiccup.

Shen Qingchuan rolled his eyes sideways, blushed, and obediently raised his feet.

"Right foot." Jiang Ling said lightly.

Shen Qingchuan changed her right foot, and the process of just one minute was extremely long for her, and she felt that her toes were turning red.

The sky outside was a bit dark, and the sky was clear just now, but now there were faint signs of rain. Jiang Ling looked on the wall, and turned on the light in the living room with a "click".

If there is an expression, three black lines must have appeared on Jiang Ling's forehead at this moment. Although the interior decoration is ugly, she can barely comfort herself and accept it, but the light in front of her directly blinded her eyes.

Jiang Ling thought that this ugly crystal chandelier just looked ugly, but she didn't expect that the light ball in the middle could turn pink light, and dense hearts were projected on the pink painted wall.She's had the good fortune of passing a sex store once, just like this one, with her toes gripped.

"Well, it's quite girly, not bad." It turns out that children like such pink and tender decorations. Who would have thought that Gao Leng's school belle still has two faces. It's teasing.

Shen Qingchuan's words made Jiang Ling's complexion darker, and he tried his best to restrain himself and said calmly, "It's okay."

[? 】Jiang Ling sent a question mark, she thought she was calm enough now.

[Miss, do you need my help? 】Through the screen, Jiang Ling could see Uncle Li's smiling face all the year round.

[What's going on with the decoration? 】Jiang Ling's eyes were swollen and painful, and the tone of questioning was obvious.

【Oh, Miss, don't you like it?This is arranged according to your preferences.Especially that sofa, but the old man's great thought was wasted. 】Uncle Li tried his best to take credit for the old man.

[I like it, I like it very much. 】Jiang Ling Fu forehead, she likes pink since she was five years old, she is now twenty.

[As long as the little lady likes it, I will report to the master right away! 】Uncle Li felt that he had once again brought the relationship between his grandparents closer. He was so overjoyed that he used an exclamation point that he had never used before.

Jiang Ling's forehead twitched, thinking that tomorrow she would find someone to dismantle and reinstall this place, and she must spend a lot of money to hire a designer, for sure.

"Click" sounded a few times, and Jiang Ling repeatedly pressed the light control switch several times, and the room brightened up immediately, and the light returned to the normal warm yellow.She let out a bad breath, but fortunately, it was the same as the lamp in her own bedroom at Grandpa's house. It was a multifunctional colored lamp, and it would return to normal with two more clicks.

Looking at the obvious scratches on Shen Qingchuan's hands, Jiang Ling walked towards the TV cabinet.She rummaged through every drawer of the TV cabinet, and finally found a small box with a plus sign on it.Sure enough, even the location of the medicine box is exactly the same as at home.

Shen Qingchuan sat hesitantly on the soft sofa and looked around carefully. At first, he was shocked by the large expanse of pink. Although the floor was not stained everywhere, the only thing missing was the color of life. Traces, clean without a trace of fireworks.

There was a slight tingling pain on the leg, and the sharp claws of the little orange cat penetrated the fabric of the trousers, but it was tender and soft and had no strength, and the direct touch was not very painful.

The little orange cat staggered and climbed onto Shen Qingchuan's lap along the trouser legs, its paws were accidentally caught by the thread, and one of them accidentally fell, "Meow~" The little furry head pressed against her hand, and then fell down. In front of her, it was like touching porcelain.

Even the flattened belly was yellow, Shen Qingchuan couldn't help poking it, the kitten grabbed her finger, fed it to her mouth, and teased it repeatedly, one person and one cat had a great time playing.

When Jiang Ling came back with the medicine box, she saw such a harmonious scene. The surrounding embarrassing background automatically blurred in her eyes, and her eyes were all focused on Shen Qingchuan's face.

"Sister." Jiang Ling squatted in front of her, looking into her eyes and said.

"Well, what's the matter?" Shen Qingchuan, who was playing with the little orange cat, hadn't changed roles yet, his words were coquettish and doting.

"I'll give you medicine." Jiang Ling held a cotton swab soaked in alcohol in one hand, and put Shen Qingchuan's injured hand on her leg with the other.

Only then did Shen Qingchuan realize the shallow scars on his hands, and he was stunned for a moment and forgot to react.

The alcohol was applied to the wound, mixed with blood droplets, and penetrated into the depth of the wound. After a brief sting, the alcohol began to evaporate, and the chill was very comfortable.

"Does it hurt?" Jiang Ling blew on the back of her hand, with distressed eyes, and the coolness on the back of her hand became more obvious.

"It doesn't hurt." Shen Qingchuan said lightly, without any intention of rejecting the child.

After waiting for the alcohol to dry, Jiang Ling applied a thin layer of ointment on it, and then a roll of gauze was about to wrap the woman's fair hands.

Sensing Jiang Ling's next move, Shen Qingchuan withdrew his hand, and said coyly, "It's just a small injury, don't use gauze." It's too much to make a fuss, even if you don't apply medicine, it will almost heal.. .

"Hmm." Jiang Ling dodged her eyes uncomfortably, and took back the gauze resentfully, with grievance on her face.

"Meow!" The little orange cat thought that Jiang Ling was bullying Shen Qingchuan, jumped between the two of them, arched its body towards Jiang Ling, and the soft hair on its back stood up straight up, as if Jiang Ling As long as Ling takes the next step to get closer, the kitten's paw will swipe to her beautiful face.

"Okay, good boy." Shen Qingchuan patted the little guy's tense back, and it relaxed after being comforted, and it was about to climb onto the back of Shen Qingchuan's injured hand and lie on its stomach.

"Impossible." Jiang Ling lifted it up with one hand, and one person and one cat looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes.

"Crack", Shen Qingchuan took out his mobile phone and took a picture of them, laughing out loud.

"Does it have a name?" Jiang Ling shook the kitten in the air, and the little guy was waving his limbs and trying to hit her viciously.

"Not yet." Shen Qingchuan pondered for a while, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Why don't you call Baojia."

"?" Jiang Ling's throat choked, she admired Shen Qingchuan's ability to choose a name, looked at the irritable kitten with pity and said, "Can I ask about its origin?"

Shen Qingchuan's face was full of tangled expressions, she thought the name was pretty good, it had so much connotation, but she didn't know how to explain it.

"I don't know if you know Lu Linshen." Lu Linshen is a popular little flower, Jiang Ling should know him, Shen Qingchuan thought.

Jiang Ling frowned and nodded, of course she knew Lu Linshen, not only that, she also knew that they were girlfriends.

"Her dog is called Lu Weiguo." Shen Qingchuan explained after a pause, Jiang Ling should understand.

"So it's called Shen Bao's family?" Jiang Ling stroked the innocent kitten. It tilted its head, but it was so cute that it didn't know that its fate had been arranged.

"Isn't it good?" Although Lu Linshen insisted on letting her choose this name, she also felt that this name was quite individual, not much better than those little yellows?

"Very good." Jiang Ling smiled, hugged Shen Baojia who tilted his head, and sighed slowly from the bottom of his heart.