Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 18
She is not his sister, but lives in his house, that only shows that those rumors are true.

it is more than words.

But she also really wanted to reply:
Sister, your acting skills are really bad, promise me, stop acting in the future, okay?

"Cough, cough..." Song Xiaolin suddenly coughed a few times, "I'm sorry, my throat hurts, cough, I can't open my mouth."

Zhang Xiaonian smiled lightly, and without exposing her, handed her the water in his hand, "Then drink more water, by the way, this water is given by girls who like Jing Yan, who send things to the Physics Institute all day long , filled a warehouse."

Jing Yan?

Jing Yan's voice sounded so intimate that it was justified.

She was suddenly envious, and the mineral water bottle slowly tightened in her hand.

"However, birds fly in the sky, fish swim in the water, and earthworms burrow in the soil. No matter how hard the fish try, they can't fly to the sky, just like the eagle soars, the parrot is a pet, and the sky climbs. The difference is the difference between clouds and mud, this is the law of nature, are you right?"

Zhang Xiaonian's unreasonable words made her stunned for three seconds, but she quickly realized it.

This is irony.

People who are not in the same world, don't think about things you shouldn't think about.

Song Xiaolin nodded, with a half-hearted smile, "Yeah."

Indeed, although this statement sounds uncomfortable, it is reasonable.

Zhang Xiaonian smiled, turned around and walked away on high heels, and said coquettishly: "Jing Yan, please make up for me, I didn't listen to what the teacher just said."

"it is good."

"..."

Song Xiaolin stood where she was, watching them talk about professional terms and complex physics formulas that she didn't understand, and tears filled her eyes.

They are so compatible, so compatible that she feels like a shameless clown, a clown who is about to go crazy with jealousy, and the inferiority complex that erupts like a volcano in an instant will drown her, sinking into the endless dark abyss Here, Shengsheng was deprived of his breath.

Why are her eyes filled with tears?
Not because of Zhang Xiaonian's words, not because of jealousy, not because of low self-esteem, and not because of the good-looking look in front of him.

Instead, she recalled the past in a trance.

Since she was a child, she heard from her mother that her grandfather started from scratch, and later her father made the Song family's real estate company bigger and bigger, even occupying a place in Beicheng.

Before the age of six, the Song family was rich, and she was once a little princess held in the palm of her hand.

If there hadn't been that natural and man-made disaster, if she had been born five years earlier, or he had been born five years later, from then to now, the person who is most suitable for him in all of Kyushu...would it be her?

But fate, and those missed times, are things that can be subverted with just one sentence.

That's why she's really sad.

In the end, it is God's will to trick people, wishful thinking, and they will suffer from lovesickness.

Half an hour later, due to the explosion of the forum, the door of the laboratory was crowded with people.

Due to overcrowding, the experimental class had to end early.

"Teacher, I have caused you trouble." Lu Jingyan took off the white coat with an apologetic expression.

The professor waved his hand, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Okay, I know you are very popular, and you are very popular with female students."

He lowered his head and chuckled, with handsome eyes, "Teacher, don't make fun of me anymore."

"Lu Jingyan..." Song Xiaolin pinched his sleeve, looking out the window at the dark crowd standing at the door, still feeling lingering in his heart, "Did I really cause you trouble?"

Had she missed his lessons?
If she had known this, she shouldn't have come.

But he never thought that he looked at her with a little reproach, as if he was blaming her for saying such a thing, but he was as gentle as water, and lowered his voice, "If you caused trouble, I will accept it as well." .”

She was stunned for a moment, but before she regained her composure, his hand was tightly held by him, "Teacher, let's go first."

"Well, slow down on the road."

Song Xiaolin also hurriedly said, "Goodbye, teacher."

The professor laughed until his creases wrinkled: "Okay, little girl, come and play next time."

Play?She's not here to play, she's here to study! ! !
"Jing Yan." Zhang Xiaonian suddenly blocked the way, "Let's go together, can we?"

Lu Jingyan didn't even think about it, and refused, "I'm sorry, my child is born."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaonian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't take it seriously, his eyes didn't fall on her, and he took Song Xiaolin and left through the back door.

She froze in place for a long time, but she still couldn't recover from the sentence "I'm sorry, my child is born".

How can it be?

There is a saying in Nantah University - cold as Lu Jingyan.

Therefore, with such a coldness as him, how could he say such a pampering sentence in such a pampering tone.

But, he said it, and she heard it.

But not only Zhang Xiaonian was stunned, but also Song Xiaolin.

The road from the back door is empty.

Lu Jingyan walked in front, his white shirt was very slim, because it was too tall for her, it covered the afterglow of the sunset in the distance, but the warm wind slowly blew into her arms from his ears, mixed with a gust of vegetation The taste is very light, but intoxicating.

He took her hand and walked on the way home.

But at that moment, it seemed like eloping.

"By the way, kid, is your throat uncomfortable?" He stopped suddenly and looked back at her. The mottled light and shadows from the branches and leaves of the old trees covered his handsome face, forming a layer of sharp and arrogant mist.

His eyes were so cold, like the ice and snow hidden in the North Pole, but they were gentle and tender, slowly dripping into her heart.

In the quiet afterglow of the setting sun, fine dust falls.

Song Xiaolin fell into his deep gaze in a daze, unable to think at all.

Lu Jingyan suddenly lowered his head and got very close, his breath was almost audible, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

She was taken aback, and because of the sudden approach, her cheeks burned immediately, and she resolutely avoided his sight: "No...no, why do you ask such a question?"

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows, looking careless.

"Why did you suddenly ask me if my throat is uncomfortable?"

"because……"

Strange to say, he has an almost paranoid and crazy love for physics experiments. Once he starts an experiment, he just keeps his ears shut. But today, he unexpectedly heard her few words very clearly. Cough.

It was obviously inaudible, but he just heard it.

"I heard."

The four words, mixed in the evening wind, are low and dumb, lightly fascinated.

"Ah?" Song Xiaolin was stunned for a moment before he was able to react, "Oh, did you hear me coughing?"

"Ah."

"My throat is fine, it's just... phlegm."

Hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, and said silently and softly, "Let's go home."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)