My Professor Shen

It turned out that someone was doing it for him.

Jiang Ling's face changed slightly, she lowered her head and took a sip of pure water to dilute the bitterness at the base of her tongue, and her tone became a little colder, "literally."

The coldness rushed towards his face, he looked like two different people fiercely, and his body was covered with spikes that no one should enter. Shen Qingchuan was flustered for an unknown reason, and then he put his grievances behind him, and took the initiative to slow down his tone He tentatively asked, "Are you busy recently?"

"It's okay." Jiang Ling pressed her finger that was about to move, and replied blankly.

What important things can she have?Tossing and turning between the boring two points and one line every day, lack of interest in class, and lack of interest in doing other things, let Yang Wei, this cancerous tumor, run free for a while for no reason.

Jiang Ling stared at the mug in her hand, as if lost in thought.

Shen Qingchuan choked, the two were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere froze again in an instant.

She turned her eyes sideways, kept watching Jiang Ling from the corner of her eye, and caught the flash of grievance in her amber eyes as carefully as a hair, and sighed almost incomprehensibly.

Puffy like a puffer fish, the depression dissipated a bit, Shen Qingchuan pressed the corners of his raised lips.

She reflected on what she had done recently, and there was nothing wrong with it, so she asked bluntly, "Are you angry with me?"

Jiang Ling stiffened her neck and said bluntly, "No."

Shen Qingchuan saw through her duplicity at a glance, she frowned in displeasure, and pressed her warm fingertips against Jiang Ling's hot cheek, "Did I make you unhappy?"

Feeling the constant shrinking force on her chin, Jiang Ling was forced to slam into a pair of deep peach blossom eyes, her thoughts drifted uncontrollably for a few seconds, she drooped her eyes and whispered: "No."

Shen Qingchuan's heart was suffocated, and she was almost subdued by Jiang Ling's stubborn temper. She thought about it and changed the way of saying it, and coaxed softly: "Are you drinking because you are unhappy?"

Not getting the expected answer, Shen Qingchuan raised her eyebrows and raised her chin. After seeing Jiang Ling's moist eyes and bright red lips, Shen Qingchuan's eyes darkened, and her fingertips rubbed involuntarily.

Wrapped by the familiar smell, Jiang Ling shuddered inexplicably. She avoided Shen Qingchuan's probing gaze, and hesitated after a long time: "Mmm."

Seeing that she was willing to communicate, Shen Qingchuan breathed a sigh of relief silently. She squinted her eyes, sat on Jiang Ling's lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, and raised her head to lightly touch the corners of her lips. , with a playful tone, "You're so good."

Jiang Ling, who was already dazed, became even more confused, and stared at Shen Qingchuan in silence.

Drunken people seem to be extraordinarily fragile, calm and self-restraint is vulnerable under the influence of alcohol, Jiang Ling's emotions seem to have found a vent, the camouflage on her face is broken inch by inch, the corners of her mouth are shrunk down, revealing A childish expression.

Seeing this, Shen Qingchuan rang the alarm. She gently held Jiang Ling's face in her hands, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

The soft voice seemed to touch the switch of Jiang Ling's tear glands, and the tears gushed out like flood water, hitting Shen Qingchuan's heart drop by drop, dispelling her impatience.

Shen Qingchuan sighed deeply, this kid was too well-behaved when he was drunk, he choked up silently with tears, his shoulders shook up and down, it was pitiful to see.

Soon, the cuffs were wet with tears, and Shen Qingchuan hurriedly wiped her tears, but he didn't expect that the broken teardrops wiped more and more, no matter how much she coaxed her, she couldn't stop it.

Shen Qingchuan softly coaxed her tirelessly, wrapped one hand around her gracefully grasped waist, and with a little force, Jiang Ling fell into her arms, and with the other hand clasped the back of her head, light kisses fell on her like raindrops. on the eyes.

Moisture could be felt through the warm eyelids, Shen Qingchuan walked along her back and said helplessly: "Can you tell my sister, okay?"

After a long time, the frequency of twitching in her bosom gradually decreased, and most of her emotions were vented with unrestrained tears. Jiang Ling's face blushed belatedly, she buried herself in Shen Qingchuan's bosom and nodded, breathing unscrupulously Breathe the air of peace of mind.

"Hic~" Her lips parted slightly, and a loud hiccup came out of nowhere.

Jiang Ling's cheeks flushed suddenly, like a shy ostrich, she buried her head deeper.

With a small hill in his arms, Shen Qingchuan had a rippling smile on his lips, and teased, "Have you had enough crying, baby?"

"Don't laugh!" Jiang Ling clenched her fists and said angrily.

"Okay, okay, I don't laugh." Although Shen Qingchuan said this, Jiang Ling still felt the vibration in her chest.

"Sister likes to call others baby." Jiang Ling lowered her head and said sullenly, her voice husky.

Shen Qingchuan's nerves were tense, and he said decisively: "Nonsense! I obviously only have one baby."

"Who is it?" Jiang Ling raised her head and asked viciously, the knuckles holding Shen Qingchuan's neckline turned white with tension.Her amber eyes were surrounded by fine red bloodshots, pouring out anxiety and panic.

Shen Qingchuan originally intended to be teasing, but it was gone in an instant. She followed Shun Jiangling's hair, and said firmly: "You."

"But you that day..." Jiang Ling twitched at the edge of the table, "I also called Sister Lu Baby."

Shen Qingchuan's figure was slightly sluggish, the vinegar had been covered for a month at least, and the pungent smell of fermentation could be smelled in the air.No wonder she found it inexplicably familiar, and it was only at this moment that she realized that the crying Jiang Ling and Lu Linshen's fake crying were similar in purpose.

She rubbed her head without changing her expression, and said softly: "She doesn't count, only you are a treasure." She had already started planning in her heart how to drive Hua Dan out of the house.

A faint joy burst into Jiang Ling's eyes, and then she took out the mobile phone in her bag and handed it out.

【Miss you. 】

【I miss you as well. 】

Shen Qingchuan ground his molars, and had dragged Lu Linshen off the bed several times in his mind to tidy him up.

"Isn't this a message from my sister?" Jiang Ling asked unwillingly, the corners of her eyes seemed to be stained red again.

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on the back, this is the first brain storm tonight, Shen Qingchuan cleared his throat, and said: "Of course."

The corner of Jiang Ling's mouth curled downward, "But..."

"I mean you shouldn't use 'also'." Shen Qingchuan rushed to interrupt her, swallowing involuntarily, "It's like when I said I love you, this is an active and spontaneous thought, if you answer me Loving you makes me feel that you are replying to me, a forced reply."

This passage sounded full of twists and turns, and Shen Qingchuan didn't know what nonsense he was talking about for a while.

"I love you." After being stunned for a few seconds, Jiang Ling suddenly raised her head, her eyes were sincere and breathtaking.

At this moment, Shen Qingchuan only felt a sense of satisfaction and joy colliding violently in his chest.

"Is that so?" Jiang Ling, who had just recovered from the ups and downs of emotions, was confused.

Shen Qingchuan was at a loss for words, she pursed her lips and avoided Jiang Ling's gaze.

There was a moment of silence, babbling commercials played on the TV, and the noise of Shen Bao's family planing cat litter became clearer.

"Why didn't my sister answer?" Jiang Ling said unexpectedly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Shen Qingchuan's shyness could not be hidden under Jiang Ling's gaze. She blushed and replied awkwardly: "I also..."

Jiang Ling narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her eyes sparkled.

"Cough." Shen Qingchuan closed his eyes slightly, and wrote lightly, "I love you."

Little did they know, the scab on the palm was picked off without a sound, revealing new pink flesh.

Shen Qingchuan's momentum was suppressed all night, her face was pale and red, and she belatedly wanted to take control of the initiative, she said in a deep voice, "You haven't sent me a message for two weeks."

The words that were suppressed in his heart finally blurted out, Shen Qingchuan felt relaxed all over, and waited condescendingly for Jiang Ling's answer.

A few minutes passed and there was still no movement. The cool breeze blew by, and goose bumps appeared on the exposed skin.Shen Qingchuan suspected that she was dazzled, because she saw Jiang Ling's shoulders began to tremble slightly again.

Jiang Ling wiped away the tears on her face indiscriminately, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sister."

"En." Shen Qingchuan replied uncomfortably, telling her instinctively that he might not want to hear the next words.

"Grandpa said that the Shen family refused to get engaged." Jiang Ling raised her head, her eyes were filled with sadness, and the issue that she deliberately ignored tonight was finally brought up.

With a "boom", Shen Qingchuan only felt that her mind was blank, her red lips parted slightly, and the words of explanation swirled on the tip of her tongue before swallowing them back into her stomach.

"Yes." She was distraught.

"Is this what my sister means?" Jiang Ling kept the last trace of expectation in her heart, but her vision began to blur.

Silence spread, Shen Qingchuan nodded.

Jiang Ling forced a smile that was uglier than crying, "I have another question. Did you agree to be with me because you were grateful that I saved you, or did you really like me?"

Appreciate or like?After a night of emotional ups and downs, Shen Qingchuan pinched the center of his brows wearily, his chaotic brain recalled his state of mind at that time, there was some gratitude and some liking.

Jiang Ling didn't wait for a reply, but only watched Shen Qingchuan's unpredictable expression, she smiled wryly, "I see."

She stood up and turned around to leave, her back was hunched, and at the moment that was frozen in Shen Qingchuan's eyes, she looked like a slumped loser.

"I haven't said anything yet." Shen Qingchuan grabbed the hem of her clothes, his tone softened a little, "I admit that I was really grateful at the time."

With her back turned to her, Jiang Ling's eyes were dimmed, but she stiffly pulled the corners of her lips in vain.

"But." Shen Qingchuan leaned in front of her and forced her to look at him, "Gratitude and love are not in conflict. I am grateful to you, but I also like you."

She paused, her cheeks were hot, "I love you, Jiang Ling."

Shen Qingchuan had a feeling that the more he lived, the more he would go back. It would be too shameful to say this at a young age.

When the words fell to the ground, Shen Qingchuan anxiously waited for Jiang Ling's reaction. Jiang Ling was like a lifeless sculpture. One second, two seconds, three seconds...Suddenly, the eyes were full of brilliance, and the corners of his mouth slowly grinned. With a big arc, joy climbed up the eyebrows and eyes.

Jiang Ling pressed her beating heart with her hands, and emphasized persistently: "But you refuse to get engaged."

Shen Qingchuan sighed silently in his heart, and explained: "You are still in college, besides, we have been in love for less than a year since we met."

"No." Jiang Ling held her hand, "Not only for one year."

She smiled brightly, pulled Shen Qingchuan and walked out the door, that direction was Qingshan Villa 02-01.