Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 19
"Do whatever you like." Jian Anran rolled her eyes.

Jian Anran's house is an ordinary three-bedroom house, with two rooms facing south, and the only room facing north is Jian Anran's.

They moved to the current house when Jane Anran was in elementary school. The room is still the princess style that elementary school girls like, with white furniture and pink bedding. What Jane Anran is proud of is her piano and the entire wall. bookcase.

When relatives and friends come to visit, they always praise her for her good study and versatility.

"Sit down." Jian Anran pointed to a black leather single sofa in the corner of the room that was incompatible with the overall painting style of the room.

The sofa was originally in her parents' room, but it was almost thrown away because it took up too much space, so Jian Anran pulled it into the foot of her room. There was a floor lamp next to the sofa, and she always loved to nestle in it before going to bed. Take a look at writing and writing a diary in this small corner.

"Have you finished reading all these books?" Wen Siheng stood in front of the bookcase and squeezed his chin carefully.

Jian Anran walked to his side, casually took a copy of "General History of the World" with intact plastic wrap from the bookshelf, and shook it in front of his eyes.

"What do you say?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the neatly made quilt on the bed, and Jian Anran was glad that her mother spread the quilt when she brought in the folded clothes.

"Sit down, I'll get you a glass of water."

After Jian Anran said that, just as she was about to turn around and go out, Wen Siheng reached out and grabbed her wrist, and closed the door with her back leaning against the door.

"What are you doing?"

There are no windows in the room. Although it is already September, Luojiang City, which is located near the Tropic of Cancer, is still very hot.

"Drip—" Wen Siheng pressed his hand, turned on the air conditioner, and let out a low laugh from deep in his throat.

"No reason." Wen Siheng's voice was very low.

Jian Anran, who realized that she was being teased, was a little annoyed, and looked at Wen Siheng angrily like a puffer fish.

Wen Siheng lowered his head, leaned his chin on her shoulder and took a deep breath.

Jian Anran took a step back involuntarily, Wen Siheng's head lost its support, and the height of the lowered head was just at the same level as Jian Anran's face.

Falling into his deep eyes, which were gradually raising eyebrows, Jian Anran took a deep breath.

How do you recite the Great Compassion Mantra?Be calm, be calm.

"Fire! Die, die, die!" A voice from the opposite side broke the awkward silence in the room.

It seems that Jian Anjie's game console has already been played.

Wen Siheng lowered his head and smiled, let go of Jian Anran's hand, took a book from the bookshelf, sat on the sofa and turned it over.

Jian Anran tiptoed to the desk and flicked her cell phone carelessly.

After a while, Jian Anjie knocked on the door: "Sister and brother-in-law, it's time to eat."

Jian Anran was not used to this strange address, she glanced sideways at the door, and then turned her head to peek at Wen Siheng's reaction.

He gently closed the book and got up, as usual, without any reaction.

The dining table was already full of dishes, and Jian Anran had to secretly admire her mother's ability to act.

"There's nothing to entertain at home." Yang Yahui said politely.

Everyone stood around the dining table before taking their seats, Jian Shaobo cleared his throat and sat straight at the main seat.

Her family's untouchable father always sat and waited for dinner. In the 22nd year of her birth, Jian Anran had never seen her father wash a bowl.

According to the past practice, it was Yang Yahui who was busy serving the dishes, Jian Anran was going to fill the rice, and Jian Anjie was going to set the dishes.

But today, Jian Anran took Wen Siheng to sit down directly, ignoring Jian Shaobo's increasingly ugly expression.

It was Yang Yahui who poked Jian Anjie with his elbow, and then he came to his senses, turned around and went to the kitchen to serve the meal.

The topics at the dinner table started with Jian Shaobo, from international relations, the situation in the United States, to Yang Yahui's insinuation on the future employment situation of the construction industry.

In the end, Yang Yahui finally brought up the topic of being curious about them for a long time——

"What do you do at home? What do you currently do at work?"

Although they already had a preliminary understanding of his family's situation before their blind date, they didn't ask any more questions after the incident became serious. Who would have thought that they even got the certificate now, and Yang Yahui was so worried that she didn't fall asleep all night when she found out.

"My parents are both university professors," Wen Siheng put down the chopsticks in his hand, "I am also teaching at the university."

"Ah? They're all professors." Yang Yahui's eyes showed a bit of admiration, "Are they all at our Luojiang University?"

"My father is a professor of bridge engineering at Lu University, and my mother and I are both at Luojiang University."

Ludao City, where Ludao University is located, is adjacent to Luojiang City. The distance between the two universities is only 985 to [-] kilometers. Moreover, Ludao University is the only [-] institution in the province. Dream school.

Yang Yahui almost burst into laughter, and even Jian Shaobo beside her couldn't help showing a satisfied smile.

"What's the department of brother-in-law? My sister is in the Architecture Department of Luo University!" Jian Anjie asked.

"I'm also from the Department of Architecture."

As soon as the words fell, the three of Jian's family were slightly surprised, "Then have you seen An Ran in the academy before?" Yang Yahui asked.

"He is the teacher of my professional class." Jian Anran buried her head in cooking.

"What?" Yang Yahui almost couldn't hold the chopsticks, "That's great!"

She laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes, "Siheng, An Ran was the last student in the department last semester. I'm so worried, how do you think you can get a job after you finish your studies like this?"

"Mom!" Jian Anran raised her head, a ball of flames appeared in her eyes and looked at Yang Yahui.

"Are you still embarrassed to say that? You have also obtained the certificate now. You should remind her more about her studies. She has not been very bright since she was a child."

"Mom!" Jian Anran increased the volume, so Yang Yahui stopped talking.

The dinner table fell into embarrassment again.

Jian Anran quickly finished the rice in the bowl, took the bowl and chopsticks into the kitchen and came back, Wen Siheng had also finished eating.

She glanced at Wen Siheng, turned around and went back to the room, and only when she reached the door did she notice that Wen Siheng was following behind her.

She pulled him into the room, and this time she closed the door with her back firmly pressed against the door.

"I'm sorry." She opened and closed her lips, and squeezed out these words from her throat for a long time.

"What?" Wen Siheng couldn't help reaching out to caress her hot cheek.

"Our family" was stuck in her throat, she was speechless for a long time, she was embarrassed to say it, she felt that her family was a bit ashamed.

She even wondered for a while whether her parents introduced such a flower of Gaoling to her by stuffing red envelopes into the introducer in advance. The two of them can be said to be very different.

"I really want to leave, I'm sorry." Jian Anran's lips curled up, and she apologized again.

The other party bent slightly, covered her warm lips, the heat of her breath swept over the tip of Jian Anran's nose, and wrapped her hands around her waist.

(End of this chapter)