Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Chapter 39
Under Jian Anran's dumbfounded, the other party walked into the room quickly, and then there was the sound of the master bedroom door closing with a "snap".

A little unwilling to catch up, but with the last trace of self-esteem remaining, Jian Anran still couldn't move her legs.

I have done this for my own sake, and the other party can still push her away without seeing her, it's not that his function has suddenly been damaged recently——

Seeing Xiao Xiaowen's reaction is probably not the case.

It's just that he really has no feelings for her at all.

Picking up the bathrobe on the floor and putting it on again, she sat back on the chair in the living room and scratched the question post from the day before yesterday.

Shouldn't it?Which link went wrong?
Just when Jane Anran was puzzled, the door of the master bedroom opened again.

Wen Siheng came out with a black travel bag, which looked bulging and full of stuff.

Where is he going?

The first thought that popped into Jian Anran's head was, how much does he hate himself, that he wants to run away immediately after trying to get close to him?

"Let me ask you," Jian Anran gave him an annoyed look, "Did you sleep with me only when you were drunk?"

There is no definite answer.

In other words, there was no negative answer.

The other party froze for a moment, and then asked another question.

"Go online and search for yourself. If you're really drunk, you can't do it."

After leaving these words, the other party opened the door and went out, only to hear the sound of the door closing heavily from the entrance.

The moment the door was closed, Wen Siheng leaned against the door as if he was relieved, panting heavily, his neck was slightly red.

Knowing that his endurance is limited, he rushed out at the last moment before his reason collapsed.

Recently, Jane Anran left early and came back late, and she had to hide something from him with evasive words, so she had to let him care about it for a long time.

Just after he was sure that the little wild cat had completely lost his interest in hunting, he saw Jane Anran obviously put a lot of thought into preparing it as soon as he got home.

Trying to keep calm with a sullen face, but the physiological reaction has long been distracted and runs counter to it.

He has a lot of things going on recently, and he wanted to tell her in advance a few days ago.

Who knew that seeing the other party's concealment, Wen Siheng suddenly refused to admit defeat, and was unwilling to take the initiative to speak.

Back and forth, the two of them froze like this.

When he returned to the office and turned on the computer, he stared at the screen for a long time, until the news that the meeting was online "ding dong", he came back to his senses in time.

There was no class the next day, so Jian Anran made a special appointment and asked Su Yiqi to teach her how to draw flowers.

Surprisingly, this time when he pushed the door open, there was that familiar figure sitting on the bar counter.

Xiangyi was still wearing a fluorescent-colored dress this time. This color would look deadly if worn by someone else.

On the contrary, she is fair and clean, with no blemishes in her skin, big eyes, and crooked eyebrows when she smiles.

Whether it's clothing or words and deeds, she is a pure and cute girl, wearing such a playful color will only be icing on the cake.

"An Ran is here?" Uncharacteristically, this time Xiangyi saw her very enthusiastic.

"Senior Xiangyi, good afternoon." She greeted politely.

Seeing that the bar was empty, Jian Anran took the initiative to ask, "What would you like to drink, sister?"

"It's okay, don't worry about me," she smiled sweetly.

"I heard that you are going to learn latte art today, so just leave the semi-finished products that can't be done well to me."

Jane Anran responded, walked into the bar, put on an apron, hat and mask, and began to disinfect her hands.

Latte art is no more difficult than making coffee. After practicing all afternoon, after Xiangyi drank the third cup, he touched his stomach and sighed.

"I'm so full that I can't drink anymore. I have something to do later. I'll come and play next time." She stood up with her bag in her hand.

Su Yiqi gave an "um" and didn't say anything else.

Jian Anran waved her hand proactively, "Goodbye, senior."

She didn't have much contact with Xiangyi, and she didn't have any special views on her so far.

He only vaguely noticed that she seemed to be a little different to Wen Siheng.

But Wen Siheng is the only person in the office who is their superior leader, and it seems that the difference in treatment is not a big problem.

Who doesn't want to please their leader a little bit?

It's just that Xiangyi's sometimes friendly and sometimes indifferent attitude made her a little confused. Thinking that she didn't have much contact with her, Jian Anran didn't take it too seriously.

In the afternoon, Wen Siheng made a special trip back to the office. In the familiar workstation in front of the glass window, there was only a pile of unorganized materials piled up on the table.

Looking up the watch, it turns out that today is Thursday, no wonder.

She doesn't have to go to work today.

The office door was pushed open, and it was Xiangyi who came back with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Where did you go during your lunch break? Why are you here now?" Gao Feng raised his head and asked curiously.

Xiangyi raised the coffee in his hand and shook it, "I bought a cup of coffee specially, it's delicious."

After speaking, she sat down, took out her mobile phone and swiped for a long time.

"I just posted a circle of friends to collect likes, and the store manager said that after 50 likes, I will give me a free cup of coffee next time, please everyone!" She said sweetly.

Gao Feng took the brunt of the praise, and Mi Yingying and Song Qi also opened Moments under his call.

Wen Siheng didn't care much about these things at first, just as he was about to return to the small office with his briefcase.

Gao Feng next to him said loudly: "Huh? Isn't this our primary school girl?"

"Which elementary school girl?" Mi Yingying raised her head curiously.

"It's Jian Xuemei." Gao Feng held up Xiangyi's photo in Moments on his phone, "Why is she here?"

"Ah—" Xiangyi prolonged the ending on purpose, "So I accidentally photographed my school girl?"

"I don't know if the junior girl would mind. She obviously doesn't want people to know." Xiangyi pouted, eyes drooping, and said aggrievedly.

"What happened to Xuemei Jian?" Mi Yingying couldn't hold back her curiosity.

"She seems to be working part-time in a coffee shop, but it's really nothing." Xiangyi looked hesitant and didn't know whether to say it or not.

"But she started to avoid me when she saw me, maybe she didn't want people to know that she was working part-time."

"There must be some difficulty." Hearing that Huatou was trying to expose someone's background, Mi Yingying immediately moved the chair back to her seat with interest.

Song Qi never liked to participate in gossip, Xiangyi looked up and saw that only Gao Feng was still waiting for her to continue, and suddenly lost interest and stopped talking.

Jian Anran has always been very open-minded. Apart from her privacy, she never concealed too much about her family environment.

Wen Siheng didn't even believe in punctuation when it came to words such as "afraid that others would know" or "seeing people he knew began to avoid".

What's wrong with Jane Anran?His left ear only heard this sentence.

In the small office, the computer hadn't been turned on for a long time. Wen Siheng took out his phone, clicked on the group chat, scrolled through the chat history, and clicked on Xiangyi's selfie profile picture.

The latest circle of friends is a photo she just took in the afternoon. The composition of the selfie is just right. In the slightly blurred background, you can just see Jane Anran pouring coffee.

Pulled to the bottom of Xiangyi's circle of friends, there is only a line of gray words——

[You are not the friend of the other party, only the last ten circles of friends will be displayed]

(End of this chapter)