my psychologist

I propped my hands on the Liuli platform, and looked at him quietly, with a sense of a thousand years.

But no matter how good the atmosphere was, I still had to kill it because the timing was wrong, the situation was wrong, and there was a mystery about the identity of a third partner who was very important to him.

I slowly raised my hands in a gesture of surrender, and said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I confess."

There seemed to be a flash of disappointment in those two deep pools, but after a closer look, I only saw a piece of indifference.

Fan Dongfang took a step back and turned to deal with the beef: "Take it."

The oppressive feeling close at hand dissipated with the distance, I breathed a sigh of relief, and the tense and stiff cells all over my body regained their vitality: "I made an appointment with you to express my gratitude to you, and to talk to you Tell me about the two elites I introduced to you."

Fan Dongfang, with a kitchen knife in one hand and beef in the other, turned around and looked at me with a half-smile: "Your way of expressing gratitude is really novel."

"It's hard work for those who can!" I rubbed my knuckles on the tip of my nose, maintaining a calm and elegant smile, "I promise that my thanks are definitely the most sincere."

"Thank you, no need." Fan Dongfang threw the beef onto the chopping board and slashed down, as if chopping bones, "Let's talk about your two elites."

Looking at Fan Dongfang's white shirt, I remembered the little yellow duck apron given by the merchant when I bought the microwave oven. I held back a smile and turned the apron out of the hanging cabinet, walked behind Fan Dongfang, and hung the apron around Fan Dongfang's neck: "Come on, put on an apron first."

Fan Dongfang raised his arm and let me help him grab the apron from behind: "Little Daji, your heart is broken, isn't it?"

I suppressed a smile and helped him tie the apron. The perfect waistline and hip shape made me dream a little bit: "No, no, no, believe me, this is really the only apron at home."

Fan Dongfang snorted softly and continued to cut the beef.

I took a few steps back and took pictures of Fan · Little Yellow Duck · Dongfang from different angles with my mobile phone.

Fan Dongfang raised his eyes and looked at me with a half-smile: "If there is a cause, there must be an effect. Remember that you did such a stupid thing today, and don't say that you are a teacher who bullies you in the future."

I instinctively pressed the camera button, and this unintentional snapshot hit my heart directly. Under the warm light, Fan Dongfang's own strength and the softness of the little yellow duck's apron formed a strong contrast. The more I look at it, the more attractive this man becomes.

Emboldened, I directly posted this photo on WeChat Moments, and added the words "delicious and delicious" in a sly way, but I already pretended to admit it: "Are you The man standing at the top of the food chain is so small that he can't be provoked, so why don't we stop filming?"

Fan Dongfang stared at me for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, it's good to know, if you act like a monster again, I'll eat you."

Can't beat it!Stop flirting!I took two heads of garlic and stood beside Fan Dongfang to peel the garlic: "I'm not going to be a monster anymore, let's get down to business."

Fan Dongfang casually gave a "hmm" to express his agreement.

I put the peeled garlic into the bowl, and couldn't figure out what else I could do, so I leaned aside consciously, waiting for the command: "The two people recommended to you today may not be perfect."

"Recruiting employees is not about finding a partner. You don't need to be perfect." Fan Dongfang put the cut beef brisket into the pot to drain the blood, and said with a sideways glance at me, "Xiao Daji, just tell me what you have to say, and you don't have to go around in circles with me."

"Hey, with your insight, how stressful my future mistress will be!" After finishing this sentence, I wish I could do it all over again. Fortunately, the pots and pans in the dishwasher have been washed, so I took the opportunity to stay away. Fan Dongfang.

Fan Dongfang was silent for a moment, and asked me: "Do you think this is very stressful?"

One of the pots in my hand was not held firmly, and it slid back onto the shelf, making a series of crisp sounds: "No, I think it's okay."

Fan Dongfang didn't make a sound, and cut the tomatoes silently.

I coughed dryly and added: "I remember you said that you want to find a partner who can resonate with your soul. The premise of soul resonance is to have the same interests and hobbies. Then my future mistress should have the same level of knowledge in psychology. It won’t be much worse than you, hey, isn’t the combination of the same sharp insights a tacit understanding in disguise? It’s quite romantic when you think about it.”

The more I talked, the more I got more and more enthusiastic, Fan Dongfang said to me in a flat-faced way: "You don't care what kind of partner I find, so don't worry about it, let's talk about your business."

I secretly spurned myself who was obviously a bit out of control, adjusted my mentality, and said calmly: "I recommend Liren's admissions director and academic affairs director to you today. They were fired by President Ling today. I can't let them go." I went to my colleagues to apply for a job, and I introduced them to you after thinking about their abilities."

Fan Dongfang put the ingredients in the casserole, and he seemed to be cooking with a touch of extravagance: "Well, you should still have a but."

I gave Fan Dongfang a thumbs up: "That's right, I didn't know why President Ling insisted on firing them until I called you."

Fan Dongfang put the lid on the casserole, fiddled with the vegetables, picked out a few and pushed them to me for cleaning: "It has something to do with you."

"Well. Later I found out that Ling Yu was determined to open them because they were dissing behind their backs." I put the dishes in the dishwasher, "talking about the boss's right and wrong behind his back, and maybe there are gangs. Pai’s lack of team spirit is their flaw, you can decide whether to use them after the interview tomorrow.”

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help laughing again: "Of course, I know that I may just say something for nothing. I probably don't have that much face to let you hire employees without principles, do I?"

Fan Dongfang looked at me with a half-smile: "Well, probably self-knowledge is the only advantage of you little fool."

Me: "..." All right, I was wrong before.

I have finished what I should say, and I was about to silently exit this suffocating kitchen, Fan Dongfang grabbed my arm, grabbed me and said with a smile: "Hey, you are always unwilling to admit that you are a fool. "

I looked at him blankly: "No, I admit that I am a little fool compared to you."

Fan Dongfang couldn't help laughing: "Why, you are allowed to speculate on me, but I am not allowed to tease you?"

I gave Fan Dongfang a blank look, and couldn't help laughing: "I said I wanted to pour you a glass of water to moisten your throat, would you believe me?"

Fan Dongfang let go of his hand, sipped his chin and pointed in the direction of the water dispenser: "Well, Xin, go pour it."

I had to really go and pour him a glass of warm water.

Fan Dongfang's hands were not clean, so he drank the water directly from my hand. After drinking, he asked me: "You have almost done the basics. I plan to let Brant help you with personal experience from this week. Do you have any experience?" question?"

I admired Fan Dongfang's side face, and smiled slightly: "Didn't you say that you introduced Teacher Dongfang Sheng to help me do personal experience? Why did you change to Teacher Xu again?"

Fan Dongfang calmly said: "Because the relationship between you and Dongfang Sheng has changed, he is not suitable for helping you with personal experience."

I knew that if I asked, there would be a legitimate and reasonable explanation. In short, it would not have anything to do with negative emotions such as jealousy, wariness, and jealousy. I looked at this sanctimonious man and smiled.

Fan Dongfang gave me a sideways look: "If you insist on asking him to give you a personal experience, it's not impossible."

I asked with interest: "Really?"

Fan Dongfang nodded: "Of course, do you want to persevere?"

My understanding of this man made me refuse without thinking: "Forget it. Good students should obey the teacher's arrangement."

"Not bad, quite sensible." Fan Dongfang stared at me, with a smile creeping from the corners of his lips to the corners of his eyes, "Congratulations on passing the temporary quiz."

I wonder: "What if I persist?"

Fan Dongfang said leisurely: "If you really insist, I can only delay the time for you to start personal experience, so that you can continue to lay the foundation."

Knowing that you have many and deep routines, I shrugged and sighed: "There are pitfalls every step of the way, it's really difficult for me."

Fan Dongfang hugged my shoulder with a low smile: "Don't be afraid, if you have difficulty finding a teacher, the teacher will protect you."

I turned my face and looked at Fan Dongfang with a smile: "Okay."

I came back late, and there were pots, pans, and pans that I packed up impromptu. By the time dinner was ready, the moon was already shining.

We put the food on the terrace, enjoying the wind, watching the moon, listening to the chirping of insects, drinking some wine, and Fan Dongfang and I relaxed like never before.

The moonlight is hazy, the breeze brings wine, chatting about life with like-minded people, his eyes seem to reflect starlight, I am a little bit moved, but there is no such thing as getting drunk and lingering.My rationality and self-discipline are engraved in my bones. Compared with me, he is even worse. I didn't even say the polite words of inviting him to stay in my guest room. Well, he also left very simply and neatly.

The only thing that can be regarded as a little bit beyond the warmth between the boss and the assistant, the teacher and the students is nothing more than an appointment to report to the house to say that they are safe.

Twenty minutes later, I received Fan Dongfang's WeChat message, but it was not a simple report of safety, but an opening that was almost a questioning.

Rex: [Da da da: Delicious [little yellow duck apron photo.jpg]/Screenshot]

Rex: Little Daji, give me an explanation.

Apparently, Fan Dongfang first found out about the circle of friends I had posted so boldly after opening WeChat. I can even imagine our mutual friend teasing him with this photo.Thinking of Fan Dongfang's expression when he saw your friends' WeChat messages, I smiled happily, but my strong desire to win made this joy not delay my instant reply to his question.

Da Da Da: I adore your cooking skills, I sincerely praised you from the bottom of my heart^_^

Rex: It's more convincing to say you're praising my knife skills

Da Da Da: Knife skills are just basic skills, my teacher must be tall

Rex: Then your level of composition is as good as your basic skills

Da Da Da: It’s not that my photography skills are poor, it’s because the teacher is too dazzling and stole all the shots

Rex: As far as you can tell

Da da da: It's all thanks to the teacher's teaching

Rex: Alright, my dear student, I'm home for my teacher, don't worry, go to sleep

da da da: good night

Rex: good night

I dug out the circle of friends, and got a bunch of likes below, and of course there were Ling's eccentricity and the special concern of my mother.

The man in the photo is gentle and handsome, with black-rimmed glasses covering up the sharpness in Danfeng's eyes, and the curvature of his lips that seems to be a smile but not a smile dilutes his usual modesty. The cute little yellow duck apron only fills him with a homely atmosphere, It didn't damage his aura at all, he was still the man who made people feel impulsive, even more attractive than usual.

More than one person asked me how thick a filter I was wearing to capture Fan Dongfang in such a sultry photo.

I unanimously replied that I didn’t wear a filter, it’s just so sultry.

In fact, the real photo with the filter is a snapshot taken under the breeze and bright moon. At that moment, he was extremely charming, and my heart was trembling slightly at that moment. This snapshot freezes that moment and records his fleeting tenderness and tenderness. The joy in the eyes is as bright as the stars.

I think, after confirming that the third partner is not the white moonlight in this man's heart, I can't help but make a move.

Da da da: #寸步有束# Mr. F's thoughts are as deep as the sea, and his routines are as numerous as stars. Ning Zhen is a man like a mystery.