Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 325 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 29
She comforted herself in this way, holding the doorknob with one hand, and tentatively pushing the door open again, her beautiful tea eyes looked outside, like a rabbit.

And that gaze fell on her impartially.

Shi Jingnian had a panoramic view of the girl's appearance, leaning sideways on the railing on the second floor, keeping a calm expression.

She probably just woke up, still a little bit sleepy, the hem of the snow-white pajamas rolled up unconsciously, revealing a soft and delicate waistline, making her look softer and softer, her black hair was fluffy and slightly fried, and her expression was confused.

"Good morning," he said.

The voice is clear and pleasant, perfectly overlapping with the cold voice suppressing desire in the dream, so close at hand.

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

Ji's father heard the sound and rushed upstairs, he said with a smile.

"Jingnian, don't be restrained, just treat yourself as your own home. This is my daughter! A freshman in the Art Department of Beijing University is your student, but you probably haven't met before, right? Let's get to know each other."

Shi Jingnian hummed, he didn't know which sentence he was responding to Father Ji, so he didn't say much.

He wore a smoky gray shirt, the tone was cold and lazy, the buttons were strictly buttoned below the Adam's apple, exuding a restrained and luxurious texture, his figure was thin and straight, very attractive, but also daunting.

Ji Ning'an could hardly find her voice.

It was Ji's father who pushed her: "Ning Ning, hurry up and say hello to Professor Shi!"

God knows, every time Ji Ning'an opens and closes her eyes, it's like a man pressing her on the easel in a dream. How could there be such a real dream?

Not to mention how absurd the content of the dream was, just waking up and seeing the person in the dream appearing at her door was terrifying enough!
As if her eyes were on fire, she paused for two seconds at the collar of Shi Jingnian's shirt, curling her fingertips slightly, trying to calm herself down, her voice soft.

"Hi, Professor Shi."

"My daughter is usually very 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 said with a smile.

"Ling Nu, very cute." Shi Jingnian squinted his eyes, and his eyes stopped on Ji Ning'an, without being offensive or offensive. After a second or two, he said something tepidly.

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

With a single glance, she could recall her sinful thoughts, with her hands behind her back, her little fingers intertwined, and her palms were sweating profusely.

"Professor Ji, go downstairs and talk." Shi Jingnian nodded to Ji Ning'an, without looking at her again, and said calmly.

Father Ji scratched his head, always feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between them, but he couldn't explain it, and couldn't figure it out even if he tried his best.

"Alright, alright, Lemon, go wash up."

Ji Ning'an nodded.

in the living room.

The morning sun shines in from the outside, it is spacious and bright, the decoration is smoky, and there are fruits on the coffee table.

The man was sitting on the sofa, talking to Father Ji. His shirt, black trousers, and leather shoes were stepping on the ground, and the hem of his clothes was tucked into his belt, showing his thin waistline. The picture was very abstinent.

Ji's father's posture is completely different from Shi Jingnian's relaxed, with one hand resting on the sofa, his brows bright, and he laughs loudly.

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

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

"Average." Shi Jingnian nodded.

From the bottom of her heart, Ji's mother felt that studying art was useless, how could physics be better?

But she could also tell that the person in front of her was indeed not an idle person, not knowing that in his career, but also in his temperament, he was by no means the offspring of an ordinary family.

She didn't know much about art all the time, and she always felt that painting was harmless, but it was useless in society. At this moment, she made indirect remarks and asked Shi Jingnian about art.

"Our family, Ningning, has been fond of art since she was a child. This child becomes more and more rebellious as she grows up. I want to ask, if she gets a job in the future, what kind of job can she have?"

Father Ji frowned, covered his lips with his hands, and coughed heavily.

Mother Ji continued to speak as if she didn't hear it.

"Professor Shi, to tell you the truth, I have always wanted Ningning to study physics. It's not that I look down on art, it's just..."

Shi Jingnian's expression was the same, the first sentence he spoke was not to answer any of Ji's mother's questions, nor was it to tell her what art was, but to say calmly: "She is a very good child."

The tone is calm and firm.

When the words fell, Mother Ji was slightly taken aback, and even Father Ji was also taken aback.

- "She is a very good child."

This sentence fell into her ears gently, and Ji Ning'an heard it and looked over. She was on the mahogany stairs from the second floor to the first floor, and she happened to be able to see the scene in the living room.

The man sat alone on the side of the sofa, with a cold, white and handsome profile, even the sun seemed to be particularly partial to him, and even the cold and high-end smoke gray shirt was a little more gentle for no reason, which made people palpitate.

"I saw her paintings in Peking University, they are very good."

As if sensing it, Shi Jingnian raised his eyes, met Ji Ning'an's eyes, stared at the girl standing upstairs, with his thin lips slightly parted, and calmly said: "Her attainment in art is no worse than other subjects. "

He said this while looking at her.

Mother Ji was absent 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 stood there in a daze, holding the handrail of the stairs with her left hand. At that moment, her heart trembled, as if there was a hot 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 by Ji's mother too many times, no matter how hard she tried, she still didn't get a word of excellence.

Now I heard it from a stranger who only met a few times!
It wasn't until Father Ji made a sound that she came back to her senses, looked away in a panic, her eyelashes fluttered, and obediently walked down, sat next to Father Ji, and said hello: "Professor Shi."

"Ah."

The girl was also dressed very gently, wearing a Li Xing-colored princess-style veil dress, which gave off a fairy-like hazy feeling, making her look slender and fair, with jet-black hair draped behind her back, and her tea eyes were clear and shallow, like a cat in a painting.

"Ningling, pour tea for the elders."

Mother Ji's words directly raised Shi Jingnian's seniority.

Should she call him uncle?
Ji Ning'an was thinking wildly, picked up the teapot on the coffee table with her slender fingers, and poured green tea into the teacup. The tea was clear and glistening. She picked up the teacup with both hands and handed it to Shi Jingnian.

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

The touch that lasted only a second or two made Ji Ning'an tremble, like the first handful of snow in winter, which relieved the unreasonable restlessness, but she felt her heart beat faster, and for a moment she even forgot to let go of the teacup: "No... You're welcome."

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

(End of this chapter)