A heartthrob? Here you go!

Yu Ge suddenly looked up, stared at her and asked.

Xun Qingling's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at Yu Ge heavily, but Yu Ge did not give in.

After a long time, Xun Qingling looked away.

"of course can."

"Then I need healing fluid."

"...You're not polite at all."

"I have benefited a lot from Councillor Xun's teachings." Yu Ge said humbly with his head down.

Xun Qingling didn't say too much nonsense. He turned on the communicator and operated it. Yu Ge's communicator immediately beeped twice. She clicked it and it showed that she had made an appointment for treatment with therapeutic fluid at Shangzhou Hospital and asked her to confirm the date and person.

Yu Ge did not rush to fill it out, but slowly raised his head and once again looked intently at the serious and solemn old man opposite him.

Compared to other members, the Xun family is indeed completely different.

Whether it was decades ago, when common people were allowed to enter upstate universities that were exclusive to the aristocracy against all odds, or the public recruitment examinations for common people's scholars in recent years, they are completely different.

Yu Ge lowered his head and asked, "What do you want me to do?"

"I hope you can take the path you want to take." She spoke slowly, her voice was a little hoarse and heavy as she was getting older.

But the pupils looking at Yu Ge were still clear and bright: "You are different, don't be afraid, just stride forward, that's enough."

That would change everything.

Xun Qingling finished speaking, without any delay, picked up the bag beside him, stood up and said: "I have something else to do, I'm leaving first. I've added you as a friend, and I'll contact you if there's anything."

After saying that, she strode away.

After Yu Ge pondered for a while, he left the office, thinking about Xun Qingling's intentions all the way.

There is no doubt that the Xun family is an absolute top noble family, but her attitude is very strange.

Before I knew it, I returned to the villa. Song Jingshen had already returned and was busy in the kitchen.

The young man was wearing the pure white uniform shirt of the parliament, his long black hair was tied up, and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing his strong white forearms.

She wore straight, long uniform trousers and home slippers. Her exposed nails were delicately pink, and her toes were as beautiful as jade carvings.

He wore a pure black apron, which somehow weakened his elegant and aloof look and made him look more gentle and manly.

Hearing the noise, Song Jingshen turned around suddenly with a cold and fierce look.

The beautiful hand like jade bones quickly pulled out a sharp long knife from the side. He twisted his wrist slightly, took a step forward, adjusted his posture to hide his weakness, and his gentleness suddenly faded away, leaving only a dangerous and awe-inspiring aura, which was full of oppression and made people shudder.

The moment he met Yu Ge's gaze, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly and quietly put the knife in his hand back into the gap of the cabinet, raised the corner of his mouth, half-closed his long eyelashes and said softly:

"Xiaoyu, you're back?"

Did the little fish see it?

Damn, that expression is so ugly.

"Sorry, I haven't finished cooking yet," he apologized.

Yu Ge blinked and his eyes moved to the gap where the long knife was stuck.

Song Jingshen noticed it keenly, moved his feet slightly, blocked Yu Ge's sight, tilted his head slightly and smiled gently: "Go take a shower first, you can eat after you take a shower."

Because of his actions, Yu Ge's eyes were forced to fix on his toes.

I saw her pink jade-like toes slightly bent, gripping the slippers with some force, looking a little embarrassed.

Yu Ge pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze, nodded, turned around and went upstairs.

Seeing Yu Ge go upstairs, Song Jingshen breathed a sigh of relief, drew out his long knife, walked into the living room, and looked around.

We have to change its position quickly.

It is still more convenient to use a gun, and you don’t have to consider so many concealment issues.

Just as Song Jingshen put the knife away, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He raised his head, frowned, looked towards the door, and walked over.

The heavy iron door opened, revealing an elegant and handsome face. The gold chain on the side of his face swayed slightly, and his fair face had an intoxicating smile. He said politely:

"Good day, Jingshen."

Song Jingshen's eyes suddenly dropped as he glanced at him.

Her hair was carefully groomed, her shirt was a deliberately light silk one, and she was holding a large bouquet of roses in her hands.

That rose.

Song Jingshen's face turned slightly colder.

Monata Rose, you are my only love.

His cold gaze was directed at Ji Yan.

He would rather the rose that Ji Yan was holding today was given to him!

Song Jing swallowed the fishy smell and nausea in her throat, and said with a smile: "Good day, how come you have time to come here today?"

Ji Yan smiled elegantly: "Yu came to my class today to correct the homework assigned by Professor Chen. He praised this rose for being beautiful, so I specially trimmed some and sent them over -"

With a smile on his lips, his blue eyes looked at Song Jingshen steadily: "To show my feelings."

Song Jingshen smiled: "What's the meaning? Friendship between classmates?"

"Of course not." Ji Yan denied, and said with a smile, "I give this bouquet of roses with a unique feeling and a sincere heart like the language of flowers to Yu."

unique?

Oh, the unique emotions of a mistress?

Song Jingshen smiled calmly: "Love is like a flower, it needs to be exposed to the light."

Ji Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "No sunlight is needed before germination, just water is enough. As for the rest..."

The elegant and noble young man seemed to be thinking about something, and said with a half-smile: "Maybe we will see the light later."

At this moment, Song Jingshen hated himself very much for not coming out with a knife.

Defenses can not do without.

Isn't there a disgusting and cunning fox following the smell?

Song Jingshen smiled and said, "You are right, but if you don't see the light for a long time, it will wither."

"Withering and turning yellow, rotting and turning into mud, falling to the ground and being trampled by people, it eventually becomes so smelly and filthy that it makes people sick."

Song Jing said meaningfully: "Perhaps, this is its original appearance, don't you think so, Ji Yan?"

Damn difficult.

The golden eyes reflected the light, and the unobstructed blue eyes on the other side were as deep as a lake. After a long time, Ji Yan said slowly: "At least now, it can attract people to stop and make people miss it."

He smiled and said politely, "I'll trouble you to pass it to Yu later."

"Oh, right..." Ji Yan reminded as if he remembered something, "Please don't read that message, it's a little secret between Yu and me."

Ji Yan said this as he gently handed the roses to Song Jingshen. Song Jingshen smiled tenderly but grabbed the bouquet without mercy.

secret?

He and Xiaoyu have no secrets.

Without even bothering to say goodbye, Song Jingshen slammed the door and reached out to take the note in the middle of the bouquet.

The note was in the shape of a heart. It was roughly opened by a slender, white hand. On it was written in elegant and beautiful handwriting:

Yu, I’ll teach you how to wear a shirt clip next time.

Shirt clip?

The depths of Song Jingshen's eyes were dark and thick, like the pitch-black deep sea at night, with huge and crazy waves roaring loudly.

Or next time?

The beautiful and white hands that seemed to glow at night ruthlessly crumpled the note in her hand into a ball and threw it on the ground, where it was crushed by a pair of house slippers.

Damn thing!

Does his girlfriend need you to teach her?