My Professor Shen

"Miss Shen, do you have any gauze at home?" Ji Yao had a serious expression on her face. She soaked her palms in the water with ice cubes, waited for half a minute for the temperature to drop, and then pressed her icy hands against the bleeding wound .

Luckily, Lu Linshen was not proficient in holding the knife, and the blade was slanted downwards with force, just brushing the nail cover and peeling off a small amount of flesh.

"Yes." Shen Qingchuan immediately went to search in the locker in the living room, and Jiang Ling followed suit like a follower.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, Lu Lin was condescending, and she could clearly see Ji Yao's eyelashes trembling slightly, especially her knuckles were red from the cold. She was a little embarrassed, "Do you want to use ice cubes directly?"

Ji Yao didn't say a word, her thin lips were tightly pressed, and her fingertips were pinched even harder.

With the force of the anger compressing the blood vessels, the blood did not seep out, but Lu Lin's face turned pale from the pain, and he murmured, "It hurts."

Ji Yao snorted coldly, and the moment she raised her eyes, she unexpectedly bumped into Lu Lin's Shenshuirun's eyes, her hands loosened unconsciously, and lightly reprimanded: "Careless."

Lu Linshen tilted his head, and avoided her gaze with a guilty conscience, and his defense sounded weak, "I just want to help, who knew that onions are so hot to the eyes."

"The words are unreasonable." Ji Yao lowered her eyes and threw a few ice cubes into the bowl again.

Lu Linshen swallowed the words, and the grievance in her heart rose to a new height. She struggled symbolically a few times, "Don't worry about it, I'm going to find Dr. Liu."

"Doctor Liu went back to his hometown for the holidays, so he couldn't make it." Jiang Ling appeared at the door without anyone noticing, "Boss Ji, the medicine box is on the coffee table in the living room."

"Thank you." Ji Yao nodded politely, holding Lu Linshen's elbow carefully.

The towel was stained a little scarlet again because of Lu Linshen's twisting, Ji Yao's eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she leaned close to her ear and whispered.

So Jiang Ling witnessed a miraculous scene on the spot. Lu Linshen's face changed face as if performing a Sichuan opera, from white to red and then white again. Looking at Ji Yao again, although her brows were frowned, the corners of her lips slightly raised showed that look at her good mood.

"Will you handle it?" Lu Lin was dubious.

Ji Yao glanced at her, and pressed her palm without giving her a chance to regret it. The cotton swab was covered with iodophor, "It hurts a bit, bear with it."

Wen Yu sat across from him feeling uncomfortable.

"Hiss~" The liquid seeped into the wound, Lu Lin bared his teeth in pain, "You..."

Ji Yao took the opportunity to stuff a piece of preserved fruit into her mouth, and coaxed softly, "Don't move, it will be fine soon." Circles of gauze wrapped around her fingertips, and soon it was stained brown.

The tip of the tongue was caught off guard by a hint of sweetness, and Lu Linshen's eyebrows stretched a little.

"Scissors." Ji Yao said in a deep voice.

Wen Yu handed it over, no matter where she went, she couldn't escape the fate of being a thug.

In contrast, the atmosphere in the kitchen is much more harmonious.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Shen Qingchuan was holding a water glass and sipping, the furry turtleneck made his face even more pretty.

"Sister, let's guess." Jiang Ling smiled, and planted a kiss on her forehead like a dragonfly.

"Hay tripe, duck intestines, coriander meatballs, spicy beef..." Shen Qingchuan was familiar with each of these dishes. She wrapped her arms around Jiang Ling's waist from behind, poked her head and asked knowingly, "Is it hot pot?"

"En." Jiang Ling rolled up her sleeves to reveal her slender forearms, holding the spatula with one hand, and rubbing the back of Shen Qingchuan's hand with the other, "Sister, there will be a reward for answering correctly."

"What reward?" Shen Qingchuan pressed his forehead against her back, yawning again and again, with water ripples in his eyes.

A few drops of water from the side of the pot dripped into the hot oil, and there was a crackling sound, and yellow oil stains scattered all over the countertop.

A drop of oil splashed on the skin, Jiang Ling was so hot that he withdrew his hand reflexively, and took a few steps back to protect Shen Qingchuan.

"Is it hot? Show me." Shen Qingchuan fell asleep instantly.

The oil became hotter and hotter, and there was a puff of smoke. Jiang Ling paused and denied it: "No."

A bracelet was loosely tied on Hao's wrist, and it shone silvery under the light, it was really pretty, Shen Qingchuan's eyes softened.

Why are you still wearing it? Do you love it so much?

The two in the living room were fighting and bickering. Although it seemed that they were incompatible, Wen Yu felt uncomfortable all over. As a professional handyman, she had a clear understanding of her position.

"Boss Jiang, do you still need to peel the garlic?" Wen Yu's voice became weaker the closer he got to the kitchen door.

The two who were still with you and me quickly bounced away like an electric shock. Jiang Ling coughed lightly, looked at Wen Yu with complicated eyes, and said softly, "I don't need it now."

"Okay." Wen Yu's heart choked, smiling calmly.

What a crime, the veins in my temples are throbbing.

Shen Qingchuan moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end his eyelids drooped slightly, and he held up the thermos again. The wolfberry was full of water, and he sank up and down.

"Then I'll take the garbage out." Wen Yu was so embarrassed that she looked around for something to do. She bowed her waist and snapped the dead button on the open garbage bag neatly.

There is a packaging bag in the bucket, what kind of garbage do I need to take out?

"No, you can just leave it alone." Jiang Ling couldn't stop it in time, and the newly changed garbage bag was hung on Wen Yu's knuckles.

"Boss Jiang!" Wen Yu raised his eyes, his tone was suddenly excited, and he stumbled, "The pot, the pot is on fire!"

A scorching flame jumped out of the pot, a full half a meter high, and it was indeed a major accident in the eyes of Kitchen Xiaobai.Fortunately, the function of the range hood is very powerful, and the limited space is not as exaggerated as the smoke.

Shen Qingchuan panicked and wanted to pour out the barley water in the water glass. Jiang Ling caught a glimpse of her movement and his pupils trembled slightly, and quickly put the lid on the pot before her.

Without sufficient combustion conditions, the arrogant little flame disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly changed her mind, wanting to teach people who have no common sense of life.

"Wen Yu, stand here and watch." Jiang Ling shook the water from the coriander, neither salty nor light.

Wen Yu, who was just about to retreat, was caught in the face. She laughed a few times and squeezed the plastic bag tightly. She stood side by side with Shen Qingchuan in an orderly manner, and looked at her boss eagerly.

The oil was burnt to the point of bubbling, and Jiang Ling poured a pile of indistinguishable vegetables into the pot. The oil sizzled, and a scent slowly permeated.

Shen Qingchuan sniffed and sniffed, and asked curiously, "What did you put?"

Jiang Ling kept flipping under her hands, feeling the joy of being admired in her heart. She puffed out her chest, glanced at the two people who were eager for knowledge, and said softly: "Scallions, parsley, and onions."

Before Wen Yu asked, she patiently explained: "This way the oil base will be more fragrant." She is also learning and selling, but the action of frying the base material is already decent, and it is no problem to fool novices.

Wen Yu shut up resentfully, feeling frustrated.

The vegetables had been fried into charred black, Jiang Ling fished them out and threw them away.

"What is this white one?" Wen Yu took the opportunity to ask first.

To avoid sticking to the pot, Jiang Ling kept turning the spatula, and poured in the bagged hot pot base, "butter."

"Why is there still a bunch of leftovers?" Shen Qingchuan frowned.

Jiang Ling sighed, "Grain."

...

Problems emerged one after another, Jiang Ling swallowed to moisten her throat, and suddenly regretted her impulsive decision.

There is a layer of green and red peppercorns and peppers floating on the surface of the red hot pot, and the mellow aroma enters the soul in a second.

The eyes of Shen Qingchuan, who is addicted to spicy food, suddenly lit up, and suddenly he felt saliva, and urged: "Put more chili peppers."

Just smelling the smell, Jiang Ling felt that the sweat on her forehead was crumbling, and her hands that put the chili peppers trembled almost imperceptibly. Under Shen Qingchuan's earnest gaze, she closed her eyes, moved her hands horizontally, and slammed the chili peppers. Just dump a bag of dried red peppers directly into the pot.

Shen Qingchuan nodded contentedly, even Wen Yu looked very comfortable.

"Wait." Shen Qingchuan walked around in front of Jiang Ling, pointed to the thing in her hand and said, "Why did you buy a mandarin duck pot?"

As far as she knows, everyone loves spicy food, and mandarin duck pot is a naked insult to hot pot.

A lie needs to be covered with countless lies. Jiang Ling now has a deep understanding, but it is too late to regret.

Jiang Ling froze, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. After pondering, she explained: "Sister Lu is injured, isn't she? Doctor Liu told me to avoid alcohol and spicy food."

Shen Qingchuan reluctantly accepted this explanation, staring at the bone soup that had been simmering for several hours thoughtfully.

"Wen Yu, come and help serve the dishes." Jiang Ling put the mandarin duck pot on the dining table and ordered lightly.

"Dinner is ready?!" Hearing the noise, Lu Linshen jumped up from the sofa, and Ji Yao held it empty, not even touching the corner of her clothes.

Busy, coming in and out several times, when they were all seated, Jiang Ling left and returned.

She said calmly, "My sister has a really bad memory."

Shen Qingchuan held two glasses in his hand, raised his eyebrows, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and asked, "Is there anything else I forgot to take?"

"Yes." Jiang Ling nodded, serious.

Shen Qingchuan looked around, found nothing and found nothing, and said puzzledly: "There shouldn't be any."

After speaking, Jiang Ling's face was infinitely enlarged in front of her eyes, and the distance was so close that her eyes began to blur.

The thin lips were covered, touching a ball of warmth, Shen Qingchuan let out a contented sigh from the bottom of his heart, raised his head and closed his eyes, the glass cup was tightly grasped.

After the kiss was over, Jiang Ling rested her chin on her shoulder, licked her lips, and said with satisfaction: "Sister's reward has been delivered."

Shen Qingchuan slowly opened his eyes, and a chuckle escaped from his throat, "Do I still have to praise you?"

"Of course." Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, took the tableware in her hand and walked lightly, Shen Qingchuan followed behind and closed the kitchen door.

Seeing the two coming hand in hand, Ji Yao's eyes showed a hint of envy. She looked affectionately at Lu Linshen beside her. Unexpectedly, the other party was looking excited, and the malfunctioning antenna did not receive her emotions at all.

She shouldn't expect this elm head to open up!

"You two are so boring!" Lu Lin muttered deeply, swiping Weibo with his injured middle finger up, the orchid finger was slightly enchanting.

I have to say that Li Wen is indeed a good player in variety shows. He deliberately chose New Year's Day, a day of joy for the whole family, to release promotional posters for the show to create momentum.

Less than an hour after the official blog was released, the two trending searches of [The Meaning of Traveling in the third season] and [Lu Linshen Churan in the same frame] were like a dark horse rampaging, overwhelming all entertainment news, and rushed to the rankings in an instant top ten.

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Lu Lin went deep into the Weibo trumpet, and secretly liked this Weibo.

Seeing her smiling face, Ji Yao leaned closer to her head curiously, and happened to see Lu Linshen looking at her poster.

The photos were chosen quite well, Lu Linshen and Shen Qingchuan were wearing beige long trench coats, and the frame was fixed on the movement of holding hands and running.

Seemingly intimate, Ji Yao felt a little sour in her heart, "What are you looking at?"

[Woooooo! ! !Xiaolu rush to mom! ! ! ] While Lu Linshen was excitedly interacting with netizens, he also took the time to deal with the weird manager.

She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids, "Look at the poster."

"Does it look good?" Ji Yao rested her elbows on the table, propped her chin with her hands, and stared at her idly.

"My beauty is invincible in the world, followed by Shen Meiren." Lu Linshen snorted arrogantly, typing her fingers on the Jiugongge keyboard rapidly, and it seemed that even injuries could not stop her powerful output.

["Deep Love" CP, let me bow down first to show my respect! 】