My Professor Shen

A shadow suddenly fell in front of him, Chu Ran suddenly raised his eyes, and his tearful eyes directly crashed into Shen Qingchuan's deep eyes.

"Why didn't you agree to him?" Shen Qingchuan asked in a hoarse voice, she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in right now, there was some regret, some anger, but she lacked that bit of pity and love.

When the love between youth and love ends, it turns out that time is really a panacea for healing wounds.

Chu Ran took the tissue from Shen Qingchuan, closed her eyes and pressed it through her warm eyelids, and said in a strong nasal voice, "I don't want the ending between us to become a deal."

There was a long silence between the two of them, Shen Qingchuan stared at Chu Ran's face that was about to cry out of focus, and felt very strange for a moment, with thousands of emotions rushing into his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

As if aware of the other party's bewilderment, Chu Ran suddenly sneered, and jokingly said: "I never thought that I really climbed a high branch, and this old-fashioned routine can still appear on me."

"Dong dong dong!" The door of the hotel was suddenly slammed several times, half an hour later there was still no movement, Xiao Zhao obeyed Shen Qingchuan's instructions and acted like a time-telling bird on time.

"I should go." Shen Qingchuan said shyly, the atmosphere in the room almost made her breathless.

She turned and left, the sound of footsteps stepping on the tip of Chu Ran's heart every time, and the decisive back just fell on her misty eyes.

There seemed to be a torrential rain in his eyes, and Chu Ran suddenly felt dense panic, and the moment Shen Qingchuan held the doorknob, he stopped her again, "Qingchuan!"

Shen Qingchuan stopped in her tracks, she turned her head slightly, her eyes were calm.

Chu Ran stared at Shen Qingchuan obsessively, with hope shining in her eyes, "Do you... hate me?" She didn't know what answer she should expect.

Shen Qingchuan was stunned for a moment, and then slowly said: "It happened before, but now... I don't hate it anymore."

When they broke up four years ago, she not only hated Chu Ran but also herself, hated Chu Ran's cruel abandonment, and hated herself for not being good enough. Whether in family or love, she was always a dispensable alternative.

But with the passage of time, the meager hatred in my heart has disappeared with the gradual increase in experience over the years.She chose to forget, but the person who was thinking about it at the beginning suddenly told her that everything was involuntary, and she found it funny when time passed.

The windows were open, and the starry sky was full of strange lights, and the moon was shining brightly.Suddenly a gust of cool breeze blew in, and the wind seemed to contain tiny gravel, rushing into Chu Ran's eyes forcefully, forcing her to shed a few tears.She quickly turned her back to Shen Qingchuan. At night, the film and television city was brightly lit, but it was getting late into the night, and the bustling tourists from the garden party had dispersed in all directions, and the shouting vendors had also disappeared.

"I'm sorry." Shen Qingchuan lowered his head and said sincerely, apologizing for his insecurity in the past.

"Oh, what are you talking about!" Chu Ran pretended to be relaxed and laughed, her elbows were weakly supporting the armrest of the sofa, her fingertips were trembling and she could hardly make a fist.

"Hurry... let's go." She urged impatiently, "Don't keep Mr. Jiang waiting too long." Her arms were already numb to the point of losing consciousness.

"Goodbye." Shen Qingchuan said solemnly.

"Goodbye." Chu Ran's voice was mixed with the traffic outside the window, so low that it was almost inaudible.

"Click."——The lock buckle fell, and the faint sobbing sound in the room made Shen Qingchuan's eyes turn red instantly.

In fact, there was another matter that she chose not to talk about. She also met Shen Li the day before Chu Ran proposed to break up.

"Miss?!" Shen Yuan shouted in disbelief, he rubbed his eyes repeatedly, and confirmed the identity of the person in front of him again and again.

"En." Shen Qingchuan responded in a low voice, but her face was not good-looking, after all, she once swore that she would never take the initiative to step into Shen's house in her lifetime.

"It's really you!" Shen Yuan rubbed his hands excitedly, "Master must be very happy to know, he looks forward to your return every day."

Yeah?Shen Qingchuan lowered his head and showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Xiao Ming, don't show your sharpness." Shen Li said gently. He leaned over and gently held Shen Ming's right hand holding the pen. His patience was more than when he taught her at the beginning.

Shen Qingchuan looked at this scene of harmony between father and son, and his face became more severe.

"This..." Shen Yuan held the doorknob awkwardly, in a dilemma, "Why don't you go back to the room and have a look, I send someone to clean it every day, and none of the treasures will be left behind."

"Shen Yuan, what are you doing blocking the door." Shen Li scolded in a low voice, but his eyes were still focused on the inkstone.

"Sister!" On the contrary, Shen Ming's eyes were sharp, and he recognized Shen Qingchuan in the shadowed figure in a blink of an eye, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed in surprise.

After Shen Li listened, he raised his eyes and glanced at Shen Qingchuan lightly, the expression on his face didn't fluctuate at all, his tone was flat as if he was chatting with each other, "I'm back."

"En." Shen Qingchuan turned his head in disgust to avoid Shen Ming's sight.

The atmosphere is tense, Shen Li's pen tip is full of ink again, and the strokes are flowing, vigorous and powerful, and the sharpness of the pen can't be concealed between dragons and snakes.After finishing the last stroke in a chic way, ink dots splashed on his cuffs, slowly smudged along the lines of the silk thread.

Shen Li cleaned his hands, and walked towards his daughter with a happy expression. Every step he took seemed to hit Shen Qingchuan heavily on the face, causing burning pain.

"You know you're wrong?" Shen Li asked condescendingly, with the attitude of a winner.

Shen Qingchuan's back was unknowingly stiff, her clenched teeth began to ooze blood, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't say that word against her will.

The father and daughter confronted each other silently for a long time, Shen Qingchuan was still unwilling to bow his head, Shen Li clicked impatiently, "It seems that you haven't woken up yet."

Shen Qingchuan was absent-minded for a short while, and Chu Ran's demeanor of being exhausted from running around every day suddenly appeared in his mind, and he forced himself to comfort himself with a smile even though he couldn't receive the announcement.

"Shen Yuan, see off the guests." Shen Li twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

The silk handkerchief for wiping her hands was casually discarded on the ground. There was a cluster of yellow daisies embroidered on the square corner, and the footprints were printed on it. The dusty handkerchief was ruthlessly trampled on like her dignity at this moment.

Her soul seemed to be split in half, one half was floating in mid-air and watched coldly, and the other half was floating in the body like a snake.

She heard herself answering with a "yes."

It's just that the past cannot be recalled, and broken mirrors cannot be reunited. Now she already has Jiang Ling. Thinking of this, Shen Qingchuan's eyes can't help but warm up a little.

...

"Wen Yu." Jiang Ling was so irritable that she couldn't sit still, so she had to pace back and forth in front of the hotel to expend energy, preventing herself from being unable to hold back her thoughts.

"Yes." Wen Yu replied loudly, seeing the shadows going back and forth in front of his eyes, Secretary-General Wen wondered if he had worked too much overtime recently, why did he still have overlapping shadows in front of his eyes?

"How long have they been up?" Jiang Ling stopped, and a strong smell of vinegar came over her face.

Wen Yu glanced at his watch when he heard the words, and then replied cautiously: "It's still 1 minute to 10 minutes away."

Jiang Ling bared her teeth, frowned and stared at the teacup on the table. The emerald green tea leaves stretched out in the warm water, and began to sink and rise after being full of water, which was very similar to her ups and downs.

Wen Yu's heart jumped suddenly, and her left eyelid jumped violently.

"Orphans and widows live in the same room, what do you think they can do?" Jiang Ling was almost driven crazy by her own brain power, and asked Wen Yu indiscriminately.

I don't know that!Do what you need to do!Wen Yu only dared to complain silently in her heart. She seriously suspected that Mr. Jiang was nitpicking tonight and deliberately wanted to find a reason to fire her.

Suddenly, Wen Yu's eyes lit up as if seeing a savior, "Miss Shen."

"Cough..." Jiang Ling was startled into a cold sweat by the sudden sound, she turned around guiltily, not knowing how much Shen Qingchuan had heard just now.

The dissatisfaction in her heart turned into heartache the moment she found the corners of Shen Qingchuan's slightly red eyes, she tried her best to make her voice sound calm, "Did Chu Ran bully you?!"

She rolled up her sleeves and wanted to rush up, but Shen Qingchuan hooked her little finger, stared at her with big moist eyes and said, "I'm tired, let's go home, shall we?"

"Oh." Jiang Ling replied dryly.

10 minute later.

"Sister." Jiang Ling breathed lightly with Shen Qingchuan's earlobe in her mouth, seducing Shen Qingchuan's sensitive nerve intentionally or unintentionally.

She guessed that Chu Ran should tell everything she knew, but she didn't understand why Shen Qingchuan didn't ask her about signing the contract until now.

Shen Qingchuan stared at the street lamps speeding backwards in a daze, but held his breath in his heart, turning a blind eye to Jiang Ling's small movements.

"Sister~" Jiang Ling got a little anxious, bowed up in the narrow space in the back row, and squeezed one leg between Shen Qingchuan's, like a clingy puppy, sticking out her buttocks and wrapping her hands and feet together looking at her.

"Don't make trouble." Shen Qingchuan raised his eyebrows, grabbed her waist and gave her a strong hug, Jiang Ling didn't have the slightest defense, and fell down on Shen Qingchuan's lap following this force.

My sister is so nice.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ling's legs softened, her face turned red, and she buried her face in Shen Qingchuan's neck, trying to hide the panic in her amber eyes.

Shen Qingchuan watched her change in amazement, thinking of teasing her, his cold fingertips raised Jiang Ling's white chin, and his other hand supported her buttocks.Jiang Ling was forced to lift her toes off the ground, and all her weight was forced to rest on Shen Qingchuan's body. A numb itching clung to her spine and flowed through her limbs along with the blood.

Just when the love was strong, Jiang Ling only felt the strength of the jaw tightened suddenly, the edge was pale with ischemia, and a low murmur came from her ear.

"Are you going to lie to me too?" Shen Qingchuan's warm lips covered the fragile blood vessels of Jiang Ling's neck, and the gentle grinding of the tip of his teeth brought out waves of trembling.

Jiang Ling was keenly aware of the fragility in her whispered words, and her charming thoughts disappeared completely. She replied seriously: "No, not before, not now, and not in the future."

The slight tingling sensation on the neck turned into a burst of wetness, and the tip of Shen Qingchuan's tongue licked the little bruise.

"Then..." Shen Qingchuan bit his lips, and said uncertainly, "Do you have something to hide from me?"

Jiang Ling heaved a sigh of relief, her chest vibrated with her laughter, she held Shen Qingchuan's shoulder for a little strength, and the two still looked at each other with lustful eyes.

"Yes, but as long as my sister wants to know, I have no reservations." Jiang Ling saw the needle, intertwined her fingertips, and clasped the other's palm forcefully.

"Then you say it now." Shen Qingchuan pressed the corner of his upturned mouth.

"Not now." Jiang Ling retorted.

"Why... um..." The rest of the words were lost between the lips and teeth, the smell of hormones became stronger, and the sound of tsk tsk made Wen Yu, who was temporarily acting as the driver, lose his hand while driving.

Bullying single dogs is too much.

"Qingqing baby..." Jiang Ling sat on Shen Qingchuan's lap and buried her head in her neck, one strawberry was stacked on top of the other, and a few buttons of the shirt were unknowingly unknowingly during the very friendly exchange, revealing a touch of sweetness. Alluring white.

"BOSS!" Wen Yu closed his eyes and suddenly interrupted the unsuitable movements for children, "You're home!"

Jiang Ling shivered in fright, gritted her teeth and said, "Wen! Yu!"

Shen Qingchuan brushed up the broken hair on his forehead, with an indistinct smile on the corner of his mouth, and Jiang Ling, who had been observing her from the corner of his eye, also let out a breath of relief.