The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 325 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellion 29

   She comforted herself like this, holding the doorknob with one hand, and tentatively opened the door again, her beautiful tea eyes looked out like a rabbit.

   And that gaze fell on her impartially.

   Shi Jingnian had a panoramic view of the girl's appearance, leaning on the railing on the second floor, calmly.

  She had just woken up, and she was still a little embarrassed. The hem of the snow-white pajamas was rolled up involuntarily, revealing a soft and delicate waistline.

   "Good morning," he said.

The    voice line is clear and sweet, perfectly overlapping with the icy voice in the dream that suppresses desire, and it is close at hand.

   Ji Ning'an's fingertips trembled slightly, and subconsciously said, "Morning?"

   Father Ji heard the sound and rushed upstairs, laughed and said.

   "Jing Nian, don't be restrained, just be your own home, this is my daughter! The freshman of the Beijing University Department of Fine Arts is your student, but you haven't met before, right? Let's get to know you."

   Shi Jingnian hummed, not knowing which sentence he was responding to Father Ji, and didn't say much.

   He wore a smoky gray shirt with a cold and lazy tone. The buttons were strictly buttoned below the Adam's apple, revealing an ascetic and noble texture. He was thin and tall, very attractive, and also intimidating.

   Ji Ning'an almost couldn't find the sound.

   It was Father Ji who pushed her: "Ling Ning, say hello to Professor Shi!"

  God knows, now when Ji Ningan opens and closes her eyes, it looks like a man pressing her on an easel in a dream, how can there be such a real dream?

   Not to mention how absurd the content of the dream is, just waking up and the person in the dream appearing at her door is horrifying enough!

   Her eyes followed fire, and she paused for two seconds at the collar of Shijingnian's shirt, her fingertips curled slightly, trying to calm herself down, her voice soft.

   "Good time professor."

   "My daughter is usually quite lively, maybe she hasn't recovered from Beijing University, she hasn't woken up..." Father Ji felt that Ji Ning'an was not in a good state and laughed.

   "My lady, she's very cute." Shi Jingnian squinted his eyes and stopped at Ji Ning'an, which would not offend or contradict anyone. After a second or two, he said something lukewarm.

   Ji Ning'an's eyelashes trembled twice, her thoughts were chaotic, and she didn't dare to look at the man's eyes.

   At a glance, she could think of her sinful thoughts, her hands behind her back, her little fingers intertwined, and her palms were sweating finely.

   "Professor Ji, go downstairs and talk." Shi Jingnian nodded to Ji Ning'an, didn't look at her again, and said lightly.

   Father Ji scratched his head, always feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between them.

   "Okay, Lime, you go to wash."

   Ji Ningan nodded.

   in the living room.

  The morning sun shines in from outside, it is spacious and bright, decorated with fireworks, and fruit is placed on the coffee table.

  The man is sitting on the sofa, talking to Father Ji, his shirt, black trousers, and leather shoes are stepping on the ground, and the hem of his clothes is tucked into his belt, which is enough to see that his waistline is thin, and the picture is very abstinent.

   Jifu's posture is completely different from Shi Jingnian's relaxation, with one hand on the sofa, his eyes are bright, and he laughs.

   Mother Ji brought fruit from the kitchen and sat politely in front of Shi Jingnian.

   "I heard that Professor Shi is very accomplished in art. Lao Ji always mentioned you to me. I finally met someone today."

   "General." Shi Jingnian nodded.

   Mother Ji felt that studying art was useless, how could physics be better?

   But she can also see that the person in front of him is indeed not an ordinary person. I don't know that in terms of his career and temperament, he is definitely not a descendant of an ordinary family.

   She never knew much about art, and always felt that she was all about painting. Although it was innocuous, it was of no use in society.

   "Our family Ning Ning likes art since she was a child. This child becomes more and more rebellious as she grows up. I would like to ask, if she gets a job in the future, what kind of work can she do?"

   Father Ji frowned, raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed heavily.

  Kimi continued as if she didn't hear it.

   "Professor Shi, to tell you the truth, I have always hoped that Ning Ning would study physics, not to look down on art, but..."

   Shi Jingnian's expression was the same, and the first sentence he said was not to answer any question from Ji's mother, nor to tell her what art was, but said calmly, "She is a very good child."

The tone of    is calm and determined.

When the    voice fell, Ji's mother was stunned, and even Ji's father was stunned.

   - "She is a very good child."

   The words fell into his ears gently, and Ji Ning'an heard the sound and looked over. She was on the mahogany stairs from the second floor to the first floor, and she could just see the scene in the living room.

  The man sat alone on one side of the sofa, his profile was cold and handsome, even the sun seemed to prefer him, and even the cold and high-end smoke-gray shirt was a little more gentle for no reason, which made the heart palpitate.

   "I have seen her paintings at Beijing University, and they are very good."

Seemingly sensed, Shi Jingnian raised his eyes, collided with Ji Ning'an's eyes, stared at the girl standing upstairs, his thin lips parted lightly, and said calmly: "Her attainments in art are no worse than other disciplines. "

   This sentence, he said while looking at her.

  Kimi lost her mind for a long time.

   Father Ji followed Shi Jingnian's gaze, saw Ji Ning'an, and quickly waved: "Ning Ning, come down."

   Ji Ning'an was stunned on the spot, holding the handrail of the stairs with her left hand. At that moment, her heart trembled. It seemed that she had a burning emotion clinging to the softest place, and then her heart beat fast.

   She didn't know why her heart beat faster at that moment.

   I just think men's eyes are beautiful.

   Ji Ning'an has been denied too many times by Ji's mother, and no matter how much she works, she still doesn't get an excellent sentence.

   Now heard from a stranger who has only met a few times!

   It wasn't until Father Ji made a sound that she regained her senses. She hurriedly retracted her gaze, her eyelashes fluttered, and obediently walked down, sat beside Father Ji, and said hello, "Professor Shi."

"Um."

  The girl is also dressed very gently, wearing a princess-style gauze dress in Li Xing color, with a fairy-like hazy feeling, she looks slender and fair, with black hair draped behind her, and light tea eyes, like a cat in a painting.

   "Lingling, pour tea for the elders."

   Ji's mother's words directly raised the seniority of Shijingnian.

   Should she call him uncle?

   Ji Ningan was thinking wildly, she held the teapot on the coffee table with her slender fingers, and poured clear tea into the teacup.

   "Thank you." Shi Jingnian stretched out his hand to take it, his fingertips were slender and cold, and he accidentally brushed her fingertips.

It only took a second or two to feel the touch, but Ji Ningan shuddered, like the first snow in winter, which relieved the unprovoked restlessness, but she felt that her heartbeat was faster, and she forgot to release the teacup for a while: "No... you are welcome."

   The two of them maintained that movement. Shi Jingnian waited for a few seconds, but did not see her let go, stared at her, and said "Huh?"

   (end of this chapter)