Holding You Into My Arms

Uncle security led a mighty group of people to the Academic Affairs Office.

From time to time along the way, I looked back and counted the number of people, for fear of who would escape halfway.

The gazes of the students made Lin Jiayin feel that they were like animals on display. The corners of her mouth were drooping and squeezed into a straight line.

Fortunately, Shen Zhan has been holding her, no matter how much she looks at, she is fearless.

There is only one teacher on duty in the Academic Affairs Office.

He is about forty years old and slightly bald, but this does not prevent him from developing sharp eyes in dealing with student disputes over the years.

Under the dazzling incandescent light, there was a sharp light.

"What's the matter?" He knuckles twice on the table.

The uncle security guard stepped forward and answered: "Teacher Zhao, fight."

His gaze swept over and fell on Lin Qingxuan: "You lied to me for nothing! I am so easy to be fooled?" He laughed, "I don't want to think about how I became the captain of the security team!"

"..."

Lin Qingxuan curled his lips silently.

"Group fight?" Zhao Gang stood up, walked up to them with his back, his eyes swept one by one.

No one answered him, and the office of the Academic Affairs Office was so quiet that you could hear the hand of the wall clock moving.

"Who beat who?" Zhao Gang asked again.

Lin Jiayin and Shen Zhan stood side by side, Qi Zheng and Lin Qingxuan were next to each other, all four were on the same side.

And Lu Zhicheng stood alone on the opposite side.

Zhao Gang glanced back and forth twice, his expression suddenly became serious: "One dozen four?"

"Not really." Lin Qingxuan retorted.

Zhao Gang glared at him and walked to Lu Zhicheng.

Originally, his cheeks were sunken, and his whole person was like a thin bamboo pole. Now the corner of his right eye is black and the corner of his mouth is covered with dried blood.

The appearance is even more flustered.

"Who beat you?" Zhao Gang asked.

Lu Zhicheng kept staring at the opposite wall, even if the teacher asked questions, he stared at the wall.

"Is it him?" Zhao Gang pointed his finger.

Girls are unlikely, only the rightmost of the three boys has a wound on his face.

Scratches less than 3cm, exuding fine blood beads.

He has his right hand in his pocket, and his left hand is holding the girl with her head hooked beside him, standing with uneven shoulders.

The expression is also extremely bland.

This attitude of not paying attention to the Academic Affairs Office and the teacher made Zhao Gang very angry.

"Is it the one you beat?"

Shen Zhan raised his eyelids and answered "yes" lazily.

"You two, come here!" Zhao Gang walked back to his seat and sat down.

Lin Jiayin raised her head to look at Shen Zhan, Shen Zhan's five fingers squeezed her soft hand lightly, indicating not to worry.

Then let go and walk over.

"Who moved the hand first?" Zhao Gang asked.

Lu Zhicheng pursed his lips: "Me."

Zhao Gang looked at Shen Zhan.

Shen Zhan slightly curled his lower lip blankly.

Zhao Gang was taken aback for a moment.

The wound on Lu Zhicheng's face made him preconceived that it was Shen Zhan's hand.

He turned his gaze back to Lu Zhicheng: "Why fight?"

"Because...because..." Lu Zhicheng hesitated, unable to explain the reason for a long while.

Zhao Gang knocked off the table sharply.

"Because of an academic issue." Shen Zhan interrupted.

Zhao Gang was obviously startled.

The reason for the fight...

"Yes, he just doesn't believe me." Lu Zhicheng agreed.

Shen Zhan's expression was faint.

He didn't mean anything else. For example, to help Lu Zhicheng, Chunxi didn't want to cause more trouble to waste his time.

"He doesn't believe you, do you want him?!" Zhao Gang raised his voice a little higher.

"I—" Lu Zhicheng buried his head.

If it were teachers from the Academic Affairs Office of other schools, this reason would definitely be unbelievable.

But in the strong academic atmosphere of Huaqing University.

This reason is quite possible.

"What are your two names?" Zhao Gang opened the student personal information query system.

"Lu Zhicheng."

"Shen Zhan."

Zhao Gang was taken aback again, his face lifted up.

"Shen Zhan?"

Shen Zhan nodded slightly.

Zhao Gang looked at him up and down for a few seconds, then lowered his head to inquire about Lu Zhicheng's information.

The two are a professional, Lu Zhicheng is one grade higher than Shen Zhan, and also the first in grade.

"What are the outstanding students fighting?" Zhao Gang said: "Academic disputes are controversial and can't be said calmly? Do you have to use force to resolve it?"

"Sorry teacher, not next time." Lu Zhicheng lowered his head to admit his mistake.

Shen Zhan didn't speak.

Zhao Gang looked at his undisciplined attitude and wanted to teach him.

But it may be that the aura of genius is too dazzling, and his obvious "do whatever it takes for me" look.

He didn't say what he said.

Just said: "Not as an example!"

A group of people walked out of the office.

When Lu Zhicheng came out last, Lin Qingxuan rolled his eyes and cursed: "Something's wrong."

Lu Zhicheng ignored him and looked at Shen Zhan, "I won't end this easily."

"It's up to you." Shen Zhan looked weak.

After Lu Zhicheng finished speaking, he left staggeringly.

When passing by Lin Jiayin, Lin Jiayin snorted fiercely at him.

"What are you doing." Shen Zhan squeezed her face amusedly.

"He's too much." Lin Jiayin looked at the scar on his face distressedly.

Shen Zhan comforted her: "I'm fine."

"Don't flirt, and the movie won't make it. Let's go to dinner." Lin Qingxuan smacked.

Qi Zheng said: "A new Japanese food store is opened opposite the school." He raised his hand and glanced at his watch. "It's eight o'clock and it's still open."

"It's over." Lin Jiayin was startled.

Shen Zhan also thought of something: "...Mom."

The phone's ringing just rang.

"Baby, where are you? Mommy has arrived."

The waiter handed over the menu, Tang Ye waved his hand, "I will order my son and daughter-in-law when they come."

"..."

Shen Zhan yelled: "Mom——"

"Why don't I order it first? Ask Yinmei what she likes to eat, and I will report the menu to her." Tang Yexi smiled and said, "So you can eat directly when you arrive."

"Mom, something unexpected happened." Shen Zhan said.

Tang Ye frowned: "What?"

"I can't come when something happened." Shen Zhan said.

"What is important enough to let your mother dove!" Tang Ye asked.

It will take half an hour to drive past, even if there is no traffic jam.

"Sorry mom." Shen Zhan said.

Tang Ye pouted: "I'm sorry for just one sentence?"

"I will take her home for dinner another day." Shen Zhan discussed the conditions.

Tang Ye: "Really?"

Shen Zhan: "Really."

"That's okay." Tang Ye was a little depressed, but still very happy.

The baby boy was willing to go home and brought his girlfriend to show that he was willing to relax the relationship with the family.

Tang Ye thought, it was time to see what the girl who gave up her precious son looked like.

"What did Auntie say?" Lin Jiayin asked nervously.

Don’t you be scared if you let the pigeons off the first time you see your parents.

"Very angry." Shen Zhan said seriously.

Lin Jiayin let out a grimace, "What should I do? Auntie definitely doesn't like me anymore."

"Is her like important to you?" Shen Zhan asked.

Lin Jiayin nodded.

"More important than my liking?" Shen Zhan asked again.

"No." Lin Jiayin shook her head.

Shen Zhan hung his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his voice was lazy: "That's it."

"But..." Lin Jiayin hesitated.

"Don't worry, my mother is not angry." Shen Zhan covered her head with a big palm, and said in a short tone: "You are lying, little fool."

"Huh!" Lin Jiayin squeezed his fist and punched him.

"Hiss——" Shen Zhan bared her teeth, and shook her fisted hand: "Murder——"

He deliberately prolonged the ending, and raised his eyebrows.

Is he seduce himself to say the next two words?

Lin Jiayin's IQ suddenly became higher.

She pressed her lips tightly, and touched her ears in embarrassment.

"Huh?" Shen Zhan leaned over.

"Murder the villain!" Lin Jiayin opened her mouth.

Shen Zhan sighed softly: "Yes, my badass."

"Let's go." Lin Qingxuan stretched out his hand and nodded Qizheng's shoulders, "We two big light bulbs are shining."

"It's not the two of us." Qi Zheng sliced ​​away his hand with a look of disgust: "You are you, and I am me."

Lin Qingxuan: "Heh."

Qi Zheng squinted at him, turned and left.

"Didn't you say you want to eat Japanese food, Brother Xuan will take you to eat." Lin Qingxuan followed him.

Qi Zheng: "Go away."

the other side.

"They are gone." Lin Jiayin looked at the back of the two people one after another.

Shen Zhan said, "Want to eat with them?"

"No." Lin Jiayin shook her head.

"Let's go," Shen Zhan asked: "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat whatever you want." Lin Jia said to the music.

"Go home and eat." Shen Zhan said.

Lin Jiayin was surprised: "You can cook?"

"No." Shen Zhan looked at her: "You do it."

Lin Jiayin: "..."

After going to the supermarket to buy vegetables, Lin Jiayin thought about what she was going to do all the way.

At most, there will be an egg fried rice, and the more advanced one is tomato scrambled eggs.

He frowned all the way, but once he returned to Senhe, Shen Zhan walked into the kitchen with the vegetables and closed the door.

Lin Jiayin opened the door and poked her head.

"So you can." She tentatively said.

"I have never seen Zhu Pao always eat pork." Shen Zhan opened fire.

Lin Jiayin ran in, "I'll help you."

Shen Zhan glanced at her, "Go out to play."

"No." Lin Jiayin suddenly realized that she would talk back.

Shen Zhan reluctantly gave her the vegetable pot: "Then you wash the vegetables."

"Okay!" Lin Jiayin took it, turned and walked towards the kitchen sink.

"and many more."

Lin Jiayin turned back: "What?"

"Put on the apron." Shen Zhan untied his apron, walked up to her, and leaned over to put it on. Pushing on the shoulder again made her turn around and fasten the belt behind her waist.

Lin Jiayin took it seriously.

She often goes to the barbecue restaurant to help Uncle Dahai wash and wear vegetables, making it easy to do.

On the other side, Shen Zhan is also very skilled in hot pot, pour oil, green onion, **** and garlic, add meat, and stir fry.

A series of movements, not hurriedly or slowly, completely echoed his loose temperament.

But he was very serious, his eyelashes were long and curled, and the lamp above his head was warm orange, hitting the bridge of his nose, casting a black silhouette.

The cooking beauty is charming and homely.

Lin Jiayin watched for a long time before walking over with the basin: "It's done."

Shen Zhan took it, and his chin moved outward: "The smell of oily smoke is heavy, you go out to play."

Lin Jiayin looked around, seemingly unable to help, and went out obediently.

One meat, one vegetable and one soup.

Shen Zhan's cooking skills are not very good, but he is the leader among college students, especially boys.

Boys who are college students generally only know how to bubble noodles. They don’t know how much water should be added to a bowl of rice.

No matter how powerful it is, most of that family's restaurant is open.

Lin Jiayin held the chopsticks and couldn't help being curious: "Who taught you?"

Shen Zhan filled her with a bowl of soup: "I know it without a teacher."

In fact, I was forced to eat too much takeaway.

"..."

She was so choked that she couldn't speak.

Shen Zhan deserves to be Shen Zhan, there is nothing he can't do in the world.

"I don't know how to cook." Lin Jiayin said, "but I can grill."

"Bake it for you next time!" She curled her eyes and smiled, and the silkworm appeared, more cute and cute.

Shen Zhan nodded: "Okay."

"How about next week?" Lin Jiayin asked.

Next Saturday is her birthday, and Uncle Dahai asked her to take her friends over for barbecue.

"What day is the week?" Shen Zhan asked.

"Saturday!" Lin Jiayin replied.

Shen Zhan paused, "Your birthday."

Never thought he would remember his birthday.

Lin Jiayin bit her lower lip and smiled shyly: "So you know."

"Lin Jiayin." Shen Zhan called her name.

"Ok?"

"I'm not as you thought--" Shen Zhan slightly lowered his eyebrows and chose the appropriate words: "Scum."

Lin Jiayin: "..."

After eating, Lin Jiayin rushed to wash the dishes, and Shen Zhan pointed to the dishwasher.

She had to lie back on the sofa again.

Shen Zhan came out of the kitchen and wiped his hands with a paper towel.

"Come here quickly." Lin Jiayin raised the band-aid in Yang's hand.

Shen Zhan came over and sat down.

Lin Jiayin tore the wrapping paper outside, pressed his shoulder with his left hand, and pasted his wound with his right hand.

Shen Zhan grabbed it: "No need."

Lin Jiayin bought the band-aid at the drugstore just now, and the ugly cartoon pattern made him a little headache.

"No! Alright!" Lin Jiayin shook her head.

She broke away from Shen Zhan's hand and pressed **** his face.

Because it is a posture with legs crossed, the movement range is large, and the skirt straightens up.

The knee-length dress has now become a hip skirt.

Shen Zhan glanced calmly.

To prevent her from revealing things that shouldn't be exposed, she reached out and pressed her shrugged shoulders.

Lin Jiayin is bound to put band-aids on him.

The held hand waved upward, and the other hand took it, rushing towards the target extremely fast.

However, Shen Zhan was faster than her, grabbing her wrist directly, cutting the backhand on the top of her head.

Lin Jiayin was forced to raise both hands high, and she pouted dissatisfiedly.

"Do you still post it?" Shen Zhan asked her.

Lin Jiayin showed weakness: "No more posts."

Shen Zhan let go.

Lin Jiayin smiled slyly, no matter what the three-seven-ones were, she threw herself down at Shen Zhan.

Shen Zhan's elbow propped on the back of the sofa, his upper body fell slightly, bearing her weight.

Lin Jiayin grunted triumphantly.

Shen Zhan also smiled and pointed his finger.

Lin Jiayin looked in the direction he pointed.

She knelt on the sofa on one knee, her skirt flying up long ago, revealing her smooth white thighs and leggings.

It's okay that only the leggings are exposed. The problem is that the leggings are rolled up to the base of the thigh.

Equivalent to not wearing it.

Lin Jiayin's face flushed with sorrow.

Shen Zhan's eyes fell on her rolled up white panties, and he commented seriously, "Change one next time, this one won't prevent it from running out."

The author has something to say: Smelly shameless Shen Laogou must have deliberately hum!