My Professor Shen

The first night on the south coast of the North Island ends with a bonfire at sea.

Shen Qingchuan did not stay in the living room where videos are everywhere, but chose a relatively private bedroom.

There is still a smear of red in the sky, and the sun seems to overflow the water.

Flipping the paper, Shen Qingchuan's eyes paused for a moment, and his fingertips touched the English comment.

Roughly translated it is - "A pet that is kept can only choose to submit forever."

This book is called "Puppet", and she picked it up from the coffee table today. It may have been left by the owner of this oasis, or it may have been accidentally forgotten by a careless tourist.

In short, she probably didn't want to open it a second time.

As the sky darkened, the sounds of busy footsteps around gradually subsided, Shen Qingchuan stood up and twisted his stiff neck.

Suddenly, there was a rustling movement on the window sill.

"Who!" She whispered, clenched the dagger at her waist, her calf muscles tensed, and she took a defensive posture.

With frequent accidents recently, this Swiss Army Knife has become a personal item.

"It's me..." Jiang Ling squatted on the window sill with a sad face, and she just forgot to remind her sister not to lock the window.

Two figures were hiding in the bushes downstairs.

One of them said, "Brother, someone climbed through Miss's window."

Another person turned pale with shock: "Damn it, you didn't say it sooner!"

So, two staff members in the corridor pretended to pass by.

"What are you looking at, keep sweeping the floor."

"But..."

"Don't be so stupid, you go up now, the lady can take your skin off."

Through a layer of glass, with a hazy voice, Shen Qingchuan heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of the dagger he was gripping tightly.

As soon as she opened the curtains, she saw the tall Jiang Ling stepping cautiously on the window sill, showing aggrieved face, looking sad and dangerous.

Shen Qingchuan's heart trembled when he saw this scene. Although it was only two floors high, it would be hard enough to fall down.

As soon as the window was pushed open, Jiang Ling leaned on the window frame and jumped to the ground.

Seeing her playful smile, Shen Qingchuan felt a little angry in his heart, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Ling patted the dust on the clothes, and said in a relaxed tone, "Come and sleep with my sister."

With a crisp sound, the dried flowers on the table were folded into two pieces.

"Why don't you go through the main entrance?" Shen Qingchuan frowned imperceptibly.

After finishing her appearance, Jiang Ling gently wrapped her arms around her waist, and said softly, "Isn't there a camera in the living room, I can't just go in and out."

It's better to climb the window, so you don't have to go back all night.

Shen Qingchuan's nostrils fluttered slightly, smelling the fragrance of shower gel, and looking down, there were still drops of water hanging from Jiang Ling's hair.

It seems that he just got out of the shower, and ran over impatiently before he even had time to blow his hair.

Jiang Ling's face was buried in her neck, and her heart was filled with a familiar fragrance to relieve the pain of not being able to show her affection.

Why is it so like a puppy begging to be petted and hugged, only whimpering and chirping, Shen Qingchuan's eyes flickered slightly, his heart was so soft that he wanted to rub her head as he wished.

Just as she put her hands on her wet hair, she pressed the corners of her upturned mouth, with a serious expression, and quickly pushed away the dog skin plaster that was stuck on her body.

You must not soften your heart with just a few words, otherwise you will dare to climb the window next time.

"Sister?" Jiang Ling was confused.

Shen Qingchuan took a few steps back, folded his arms around his chest, "The program team has arranged accommodation for you."

I'm not a three-year-old child, so I can sleep by myself without you having to go to such lengths.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ling said something unexpected, "But you have been having nightmares or insomnia recently, and I want to be with you."

Such straightforward love, Shen Qingchuan pursed his lips.

Thinking day by day and dreaming at night, Shen Qingchuan suddenly remembered the dream within a dream she had two days ago, one by one corresponding to her deepest expectations and fears, and suddenly felt a burst of fatigue, she was afraid that the dying Jiang Ling in the dream would come true.

She lowered her eyelids, her eyelashes trembling slightly, "You can return the medicine to me."

Shen Qingchuan didn't want her to worry, so Jiang Ling didn't know anything about checking the room during the day.

Obviously, the two of them have discussed that they want to quit relying on sleeping pills. This woman really wants to piss her off.

Jiang Ling sat down on the bed, and said aggressively: "I won't pay it back, if you say it again, I'll swallow it all."

Shen Qingchuan knew that it was him who said what he said unscrupulously, and also knew that she was sulking.

She simply skipped the topic, "It's dangerous to turn over a window, especially this kind of window without a balcony."

Jiang Ling turned sideways and covered her ears with her hands, with an expression that I wouldn't listen to what you could do to me.

The mountain is not just me, I am the mountain, Shen Qingchuan moved two steps, and said earnestly: "What if you fall down."

There was grievance hidden in Jiang Ling's heart, she came over happily, but she didn't expect to be lectured without even kissing and hugging.

"Jiang Ling." Shen Qingchuan's patience was gradually exhausted, and his brows and eyes were stained with anger.

Jiang Ling glanced at her furtively, and Mr. Jiang, who was usually uncompromising, turned into a little coward at this moment, and weakly admitted his mistake: "Sister, don't be angry, I know I was wrong, I will not dare next time."

She added in her heart: special circumstances are exceptions.As for what is a special situation, of course, she has the final say.

Shen Qingchuan's face paled slightly, without saying a word, he turned and went to the bathroom.

"Sister?" Jiang Ling tentatively called out, but there was no response.

She's not still angry, she's a little restless.

Not long after, Shen Qingchuan came out of the bathroom with an extra hair dryer in his hand.

It has to be said that Mr. Xiao Jiang has a strong ability to self-regulate his emotions. He was still stubborn just now, but now he is eager to get up.

Jiang Ling asked knowingly, "Is my sister going to blow my hair?"

Shen Qingchuan saw her shining eyes, and nodded according to her intention.

Jiang Ling sat upright, took a serious attitude, and straightened her wet hair, "Come on, I'm ready."

Shen Qingchuan plugged in the power slowly, not knowing what he was thinking, a tangle flashed between his brows.

Seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, Jiang Ling asked, "What's the matter?"

Shen Qingchuan shook his head, the moment the wind turned on, he only heard her whisper, "I'm sorry."

I shouldn't have said something like repaying the medicine just to annoy you on purpose.

Jiang Ling was slightly taken aback, thinking: This is really awkward and cute.

The blue hair slanted down, with a little natural curl.

The hair was intertwined with the fingers, and Jiang Ling felt the warmth of the fingertips on the scalp.

She squinted her eyes with a happy expression, "What did sister do just now?"

"Reading." Shen Qingchuan adjusted the wind to the second gear, neither hot nor cold, not hurting hair.

"Does it look good?"

Shen Qingchuan thought about it, the content was good, but the tone was a bit depressing, "It looks good."

Jiang Ling rolled her eyes and asked, "Do you look good with me?"

How can people and books be compared? Shen Qingchuan paused, and said helplessly: "You look good."

Jiang Ling was satisfied.

After a few minutes, [-]% of his hair was dry, he played too crazy during the day, his body was a little sticky, Shen Qingchuan was also ready to take a bath.

Jiang Ling grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where is sister going?"

Shen Qingchuan comforted her, "I'm going to take a bath."

"I don't dislike it." With a thought in Jiang Ling's mind, she pulled hard, and there was an extra person on her lap.

His eyes dimmed, his pretty face kept zooming in, only to hear a "pop", Shen Qingchuan's palm rested on Jiang Ling's forehead, and said angrily, "I don't care if you dislike it or not, but I do anyway."

After finishing speaking, she supported Jiang Ling's shoulders to get up with strength. The latter had quick eyes and quick hands, but he only caught a gust of wind.

Jiang Ling rubbed her red forehead and said loudly: "I just sweated, can I come in and wash it together?"

The clothes have just been taken off, and the exquisite curves are looming in the misty mist.

Shen Qingchuan cursed shamelessly, and replied: "Get lost."

The person being scolded didn't seem to be angry at all, but was very happy, looking around the room.

Turning over the "Puppet" on the desktop, Jiang Ling noticed something was wrong. This comment...was very similar to Shen Qingchuan's, but it was similar in shape but not in spirit, and the details were handled differently.

There are so many people who write similarly in the world, it might just be a coincidence, she suppressed the doubt in her heart.

Time passed bit by bit, the waist suddenly tightened, and a pair of delicate arms came up.

Shen Qingchuan's face was pressed against Jiang Ling's back, like a conditioned reflex, overwhelming drowsiness hit her, she yawned, a drop of crystal appeared from the corner of her eyes, "I'm sleepy, go to sleep."

She was wearing a pair of silk white pajamas, the inside was vacuum, and her curves were exposed, especially after taking a bath, her little face was covered in mist and her lips were red and her teeth were white.

Jiang Ling turned around, her throat clenched, and she almost squeezed out a word between her teeth, "Okay."

Unconsciously, Shen Qingchuan's wrist was pinched tightly by her hands, she squinted her eyes from sleepiness, and said in a weak voice, "It hurts~"

Jiang Ling's eyes widened in an instant, she swallowed, forced her voice to stabilize, and coaxed softly: "Sister, do you want to take medicine?"

Shen Qingchuan doesn't know why, isn't it obvious that she is drowsy?

She shook her head, and dragged Jiang Ling to the bed.

Seeing her lying on the bed in self-care, Jiang Ling pulled the quilt to cover her head, and gritted her teeth resentfully.

She put Shen Qingchuan's earlobe in her mouth, gently ground her teeth, and said vaguely: "Don't sleep, take medicine."

After finishing speaking, she disappeared under the quilt, Shen Qingchuan suddenly woke up, and his senses were infinitely magnified.

The sky outside the window is bright with the Milky Way, pouring out the brilliance of the room.

The phone screen flickered on and off, but no one noticed.

The next morning, at eight o'clock sharp, the alarm clock rang three times, but nothing happened.

"Welcome everyone to watch the first stop of the third season of The Meaning of Travel, Beidao, let's see if the guests are all up!" the assistant director was very energetic.

I'm going to shoot a vlog this morning, and I informed you in advance last night, so even Lu Huadan, who loves to stay in bed the most, put on her makeup early, waiting for the show crew to come.

She opened the door and waved to the camera, "Good morning everyone, I am your Xiaolu."

The camera circled around inside, and Li Wen asked, "Mr. Lu, is Mr. Shen still awake?"

Shen Qingchuan locked himself in his room after recording the program yesterday, and didn't reply to messages. He didn't know what he was messing with, but Lu Linshen was sure that the industrious Teacher Shen must be up by now.

She smiled and said confidently: "Mr. Shen has already woken up, everyone come with me."

"Boom, boom, boom." No one answered, and Lu Linshen's smile was a little awkward.

Li Wen chuckled, "Maybe Mr. Shen didn't hear it in the toilet."

Shen Qingchuan frowned in his sleep, then slowly opened his eyes, only to feel sore all over his body as if he had been run over, and Jiang Ling lay beside him still sounding asleep.

Shen Qingchuan's eyes were soft, and he gently kissed him.

"Here we come." Only then did she realize that her voice was hoarse, she put on a casual dress, scratched her hair, and opened the door without makeup.

"I said you—" There were at least a dozen shots outside the door.

"Hi~" Lu Lin smiled like a flower.

"boom!"

The door was slammed shut, and Lu Linshen's high nose almost suffered a disaster. The hair on his shoulders was blown up by the wind, and then fell down limply.

"Hahahaha..." She laughed loudly, "Ms. Shen is very face-saving, and she hasn't put on her makeup yet."

She guessed it, Shen Qingchuan is so gutsy, he dared to prostitute himself in the daytime!

Shen Qingchuan's footsteps were messy, she shook Jiang Ling's shoulders, and said coldly, "Don't sleep."

"What's wrong?" Jiang Ling rubbed her sleepy eyes.

Shen Qingchuan explained the reason in a few words, and Jiang Ling got dressed in a panic.

What else can I do except go back the same way, it is difficult to go out in a big way.

Jiang Ling sucked on Shen Qingchuan's cheek, reluctantly said: "Sister, see you later."

With a worried expression on his face, Shen Qingchuan straightened her collar, and said: "Be careful, don't be an example."

Jiang Ling nodded, the sun was shining on her face, full of youth.

Immediately, with a light leap, he rolled into the grass, and walked towards the next door in three steps at a time.

"Brother, look at Miss Jiang coming out."

"Don't look at it, Miss Be careful is digging out your eyeballs."

A seat was also arranged next door, and Jiang Ling's panting gradually calmed down, and she walked inside while doing chest expansion exercises.

Chu Ran was chatting with the assistant director, "The boss is back."

The camera turned to focus on the slender figure at the door.

"Teacher Jiang woke up so early." The assistant director sighed.

Jiang Ling nodded solemnly, "It's getting late, I've already run around twice."

The staff of the program team looked at her with admiration instantly, and only Chu Ran stared at her with a half-smile.