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

Chapter 328 Professor Antique's Belated Rebellious Period 32
Someone picked it up: "Huh? Who is this woman!"

Shi Xiangyou's face suddenly changed slightly, and he took something out of the man's hand: "I'm a customer."

A friend of the same age as Shi Xiangyou glanced at the photo, his pupils shrank, and he looked at Shi Xiangyou complicatedly.

This sentence attracted a lot of attention, but Shi Xiangyou put it away before he could see the person in the photo.

Shi Wei was also a little curious, caught a glimpse in a hurry, and felt vaguely familiar, but couldn't describe the feeling.

She carefully recalled where she met her, and Ji Ning'an...

Shi Wei hesitated.

The elder patted Shi Wei on the shoulder, and his tone was like a joke: "Wei Wei, you have to control your father, what if your father makes an illegitimate child outside and comes back to fight for the family property!"

"It's Weiwei, you are a girl."

Shi Wei moved her lips, trying to say something.

"What are you talking about in front of Weiwei!" Shi Xiangyou said with a stern expression, "Drink!"

Shi Wei looked at Shi Xiangyou: "Dad, I respect you."

After the end, everyone took the elevator in twos and threes to leave.

Shi Wei was standing in the corridor waiting for the elevator, stepping on red high-heeled shoes, her legs were long and straight.

The faint smell of tobacco comes from the side, which makes people a little addicted, not choking, and it smells good.

Immediately afterwards, a card was held by slender fingers and stuffed into Shi Wei's pocket with a light movement.

Shi Wei was slightly taken aback.

When Zheng Xingzhou passed her by, he paused beside her for a moment, then bent down carelessly, and left a word in her ear.

His voice was hoarse and ambiguous.

"Little niece, think about it."

Shi Wei's attention was completely focused on the breathing of the strange man next to her ear, and all the heat was knocked off, making her a little stiff. After she reacted, Zheng Xingzhou had already walked into the elevator.

The elevator door slowly closed.

Wearing a black coat, he was tall and tall, with handsome eyebrows and eyes. He smiled at her loosely and affectionately. His eyes were like white lilies, cool and attractive.

The elevator doors closed.

No more trace.

Shi Wei stood where she was, and didn't respond for a long time, not enough to calm her heartbeat. She took out the card from her pocket, and the next second, her eyes cracked.

It turned out to be a hotel room card! !
His intentions are clearly revealed.

"I, he—" Shi Wei was so shocked that she lost her speech system, she had never seen such a direct and shameless person in her life.

The room card is given as soon as you come up, which is very fierce.

My friend's little niece also dares to kidnap!
...

Ji Ning'an got up from one end of the sofa with her mobile phone, sat next to Shi Jingnian, exited the WeChat page, and found the picture album created separately in the photo album for him to see.

In this way, the distance between the two people is a little closer.

There is plenty of sunlight near noon, the living room is spacious and bright, and the screen of the mobile phone is a bit dark, so you need to get very close to see it clearly.

Ji Ning'an was sitting beside him, and he could clearly smell the cold, woody fragrance from his body, which was like the top of a snow mountain, breathing the clear air, accompanied by fine snowflakes, it smelled very good anyway.

"Hmm... this." She fluttered her eyelashes twice, breathed lightly, and held up her phone to show him.

There was too much light, Shi Jingnian couldn't see clearly, seeing the girl handing over the phone, he thought she was going to give it to him, so he reached out and clasped the back of the phone, but she didn't let go.

While clasping the phone, her slender and fair fingers also pressed her hand. The girl's fingertips were soft and warm, and they were easily put into her palm when pressed.

A touch without warning.

Ji Ning'an's movements froze, she didn't know what to do at all, and all her attention was focused on the hand that was holding her down.

The wrist bone line exposed under the cuff of the shirt is very beautiful, thin and powerful, like a work of art, wearing a simple and elegant watch, the temperature of the fingertips is completely different from hers, which is cold, even on a hot day. What kind of warmth, when it suddenly sticks to the skin, it arouses slight tremors.

She could even feel the hardness of the phalanges of his fingers, and there was an inexplicable sense of security in his calmness.

This...is this holding hands?

Forget it?

"Let me see." Shi Jingnian withdrew his hand, his tone indifferent.

Ji Ning'an let out an ah, curled up her fingertips, and handed him the phone this time.

When Shi Jingnian took it over, there was still heat on the girl's phone case, it was her body temperature, he looked down at the picture album on it, his eyes were calm.

The clock in the living room was ticking, Shi Jingnian's legs were crossed, his side face was sharp and sharp, his eyelashes stretched out with a light shadow, he concentrated on looking at the picture album, and kept silent.

Ji Ning'an observed him quietly, but she couldn't see any expression on the other side, she was very restrained. In the long silence, she was slightly uneasy, her mood was up and down, and she was waiting for the result.

Ji's mother never accepted that Ji Ning'an regards art as her life.

She secretly learned from her mother behind Ji's back since she was a child, and she didn't know where she could go in the courses she applied for online.

After about a few minutes, Shi Jingnian finished reading most of her picture albums, he understood her style of painting in his heart, and finally spoke.

There is no foreshadowing of praise or belittling. From the first sentence, it is sharp and bloody, directly pointing out her focus and problems.

The tone is calm and sharp.

Ji Ning'an listened intently to his words, her ears were slightly crispy, and she didn't have any other messy thoughts, she was very serious.

The man holds the mobile phone with one hand, and his slender fingertips point at the boundary line between light and dark in the painting of the mobile phone. The fluorescent light of the mobile phone is cast off, and the fingertips are extremely cold and white. The meaning is not very similar to people in this fast age: "Look here——"

"Hmm." Ji Ning'an leaned closer to listen, very obedient.

His voice is as cold as beer at minus nine degrees. He usually speaks short and distant, and he doesn't have a soft voice. When he sounds nice, he just has a sense of distance.

Ji Ning'an was fascinated by listening, and the more she listened, the more she sighed, she deserves to be a professor of art at Peking University.

Even though they are only nine years apart, they are so different. Sure enough, there is no comparison between people!
She was amazed by his speech and manner, and at this moment she truly admired his talent.

He raised his eyes inadvertently, and the tip of his hair brushed against the side of the other person's face. It was a very faint and almost non-existent detail.

Born at this moment, Ji Ning'an captured it very clearly.

The man didn't notice it, he concentrated on looking at the sketch, his thin lips were slightly parted, his jaw line was clear and smooth, and he was very close to her.

She felt that she could feel the vibration of his chest, the faint breath, and the cold side face.

In sunlight, every detail is clearly visible.

"Tick tock, tick tock." It was the sound of a clock, pointing to 11:15.

Ji Ning'an's heart was throbbing for a moment, unknown to everyone, and it was only after a moment that she came back to her senses, looked away, landed on the phone, and suppressed the unknown emotion in her heart.

It is a hard-won opportunity to get such a detailed explanation from such a person. Ji Ning'an cherishes it very much, staring at the place he pointed out on the phone and asking.

(End of this chapter)