Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 1 Hot searches in the same city
"Shocked! A late-night private meeting between a professor of University L and a female college student in a hotel!"

The entertainment tabloids on Weibo write some eye-catching headlines every day to deceive the click rate, so this news did not attract much attention when it was first published by the account [Today Luojiang].

But that night, this unbelievable Weibo suddenly rushed to the top of the city's hot search list, attracting a group of people who eat melons to follow the post.

【L big?Isn't that our school? [surprise]】

[Who is who?Which department is it for squatting [eat melon]]

[No way!I have worked so hard on my grade points, can someone just have one leg? ! [angry]]

At first, Jian Anran didn't take this trending search too seriously. The news in the same city has never been very hot, but as things unfolded, she began to feel uneasy. She underestimated everyone's concern for the hidden big melons that happened around her. curiosity.

This Weibo is very directional. There is only one university in Luojiang City that starts with L——Luojiang University.

The hot search has a wide range of influence and spreads extremely fast. Luo University's administrative department set up a special investigation team overnight to refute the rumors on major public platforms as soon as possible.

Jian Anran's heart was pounding, and her palms were covered with cold sweat. She hid under the blanket and quickly browsed the real-time posts.

Most of them don't speak very well.

Her eyes flicked nervously up and down the screen, and her hands trembled slightly. If nothing else happened, she would definitely have a sleepless night tonight.

In desperation, she began to search on social media——

【What should I do if a student is found having a relationship with a teacher? 】

The replies below are more serious than the other. Some say that students will be demerited and suspended from school, and some say that teachers will be fired, and it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the academic world.

The only certainty is: this is academic misconduct and the consequences are serious.

Some wanted to cry, but Jian Anran looked back on the one-night stand she had and only had in the past [-] years, and wanted to keep it as a secret forever in her heart.

Her family is in Luojiang City, and she just had a quarrel with her family that weekend. The reason was that her parents arranged a blind date for her again.

Not long ago she just fucked one.

This semester, Jian Anran had just entered her senior year, and she hadn't even got an internship yet, so the family hurriedly arranged a blind date for her.

After arguing with her family for more than half a month to no avail, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for a blind date.

Unexpectedly, after finally rejecting one, the next one was put on the agenda by her parents' seamless connection. She finally couldn't help but slam the door out and walked aimlessly on the street.

On the way back to school, Jian Anran passed by a clean bar, but after repeated hesitation, Jian Anran pushed the door open and entered carefully.

The bell on the door rang "clang", and a fruity fragrance rushed to the face.Jian Anran looked around, feeling a little nervous when she came to such a place for the first time.

After looking around, I found that most of the clearing bars are sitting in groups of three or four facing each other, and there are a few people drinking alone on the bar counter.

No one noticed her clutching the strap of her shoulder bag with both hands at the door.

With a sigh of relief, she walked cautiously towards the bar. "A glass of cosmopolitan, thank you."

"Please add more ice." Jian Anran added another sentence.

She didn't do much homework before coming here, and she only vaguely remembered the heroine of a certain American TV series confidently and freely ordering Metropolis to the bartender in a bar.

She, who knew nothing about alcohol before, was extremely eager to use alcohol to temporarily avoid the mess of life tonight.

After drinking a glass of wine, her head gradually became a little dizzy.

"Hit me again." That's how it is said in American dramas, and the bartender came over to refill her another glass.

There was a boy drinking alone sitting three or four seats away, and Jian Anran noticed him as soon as he sat down.

The Qing bar is full of people who want to find a quiet place to have a drink after get off work. Most of the customers here are wearing normal and comfortable clothes.

Jian Anran frequently glanced over to peek at the man on the other side of the bar, not because his white shirt and black trousers looked out of place here, but since she sat down, she watched him hold the wine glass and drink one cup after another. .

She immediately had the feeling that after 30 minutes on the treadmill in the gym, she would not admit defeat when she saw that the people next to her hadn't stopped.

Following this stranger with lowered eyes and unable to see his face clearly, Jian Anran drank five or six cups, and finally Jian Anran couldn't drink any more. When her feet hit the ground, she felt as if she was stepping on a sponge mat.

I don't know if it was from the wonderful effect of alcohol, but as an INFJ, she staggered all the way to the man's side and put her elbow on his shoulder.

"Handsome, will you marry me?"

Her open and closed lips were pressed against the man's ear, and the ambiguous and delicate voice from the alcohol rushed into the man's ear.

The moment the man turned his head, most of her wine was sober.

This is the blind date that she had sex with a few days ago.

For a moment, an abnormal blush appeared on her cheeks, all the way from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, like a tomato that was dyed and would squeeze out its juice in a second.

When she was slightly drunk, she didn't know whether to draw her hand back, or continue to put her hand on his shoulder bravely.

The other party didn't speak, and Jian Anran met his dark eyes, as if she fell into the depths of the ocean where she couldn't see her fingers, and there was an overwhelming wave in her heart.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, she was grabbed by the other party, who tightly held her wrist and refused to let go.

"Don't you dislike me?" The low and mellow voice fell lazily in Jian Anran's ears, beating her heart word by word like a stream flowing downstream.

Jian Anran opened and closed her upper and lower lips, but her throat seemed to be sealed, and she couldn't say anything.

"Come have a drink with me." He got up and moved her glass over.

"Metropolis? Good taste." The man lowered his eyes and smiled, the corners of his mouth curved into a nice curve.

"You can see this?" Jian Anran was a little surprised, this must be the level of a master wine taster.

"That's not true," he shook the whiskey glass in his hand, "I just heard that."

It turned out that he had noticed her as soon as she came in.

She and the man drank until the bar was closed before coming out of the store, and the other party repeatedly asked her where to send her back.

I don't know if it was caused by alcohol, but she dared to instigate the other party to have a room together.

As long as she didn't want to go home for the time being and face the family's insinuations and pressing every step of the way, he could understand such an embarrassing situation after the blind date was over.

After opening the room, he put her down, and just as he turned around to leave, the man's neck sank, and his lightly pink-toned arms clung tightly from behind.

Wen Siheng frowned slightly, she was not suitable for drinking at all.

"Why? You got angry after rejecting you once?" The soft voice bit his ear, scratching his heart, and Jian Anran rubbed his back.

"It's inappropriate." His voice was flat, with a deep end, as if he was holding back the flames that were about to burst out of his stomach.

"Why is it inappropriate? It is inappropriate for you to leave now."

Before the words were finished, the man turned around and pushed her down on the bed. The mattresses on both sides of Jian Anran's head sank, and the man supported his body with his hands and stared at her.

Jian Anran timidly dodged the other party's scorching gaze that seemed to swallow her alive, her chest heaved rapidly.

The floor lamp in the hotel room emits warm and hazy light through the lampshade, and some uncontrollable emotions are about to move from the heart.

It was the first time in the ambiguity that she gave her whole body to another person, and Jian Anran seemed to have found an outlet for her depression for several days, and it disappeared under the fierce offensive of the other party.

　The INFJ mentioned in the article is a kind of MBTI personality theory. I stands for Introvert (introversion), N stands for Intuition (intuition), F stands for Feeling (emotion), and J stands for Judgment (judgment)
　　
　
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