my psychologist

I felt as if I had been lifting it for a century, until a small steak made my wrist sore, and Fan Dongfang took the meat that was brought to his mouth, and watched me eat it slowly.

I sat back in the dining chair and looked at him with a smile. The emotion in my eyes must have fully exposed my anticipation and anxiety to this insightful man.

Fan Dongfang put down the knife and fork, pondered for a moment, as if he had weighed in his heart for a long time, and then apologized: "My answer may be delayed for a long time, I don't know if you have the patience to wait."

The uneasy heart in my chest fell back to reality in an instant, and I raised my glass to toast him: "Delayed gratification? I am looking forward to the double surprise at the end."

For the first time, Fan Dongfang did not use words to deny the ambiguity between us that crossed the boundary. After clinking glasses with me, he promised: "I will not let you down."

After getting this promise, I probably laughed and became a real little fool immediately. Although this was just a tacit agreement, it was also the magic needle he inserted in my heart.

Fan Dongfang probably had his scruples that he didn’t want to talk about it, and I also suddenly burst into a long-lost reserve, and then we all ended this topic that was no longer ambiguous if it continued. I smiled and said to him: "I found a cuff button under your pillow. If you only have that one left, I can give you one to make a pair."

Fan Dongfang glanced at me, and that glance was so complicated that I almost thought he was going to break the contract and take away the Dinghaishenzhen needle that was still warm in my heart, but he just said: "No need."

I shrugged my shoulders and said no more, lest I inadvertently detonate the dark mine that was inexplicably on the verge of explosion.

Fan Dongfang was probably aware of his gaffe, and quickly recovered his composure and calmness: "I have to be busy for another ten days and a half months, Xindu Haotian will cooperate with Brant, what is there with Mr. Ling?" If you need my cooperation, please let me know in advance, and I will spare time to cooperate. If you have any academic questions and I am not convenient to answer them, you can ask Brant, I have already said hello to him."

I didn't tease him this time, I nodded obediently, and then asked him: "Which Mr. Li has been busy for so long?"

"If I've been busy with him all the time, I might as well go to heaven." Fan Dongfang's words rarely showed a bit of fatigue and impatience, and he seemed a little childish. Mr. Li and his family members are one of the jobs he dumped on me."

I couldn't help laughing, looked at this somewhat different man carefully, and said with a smile: "Seeing you like this now, I'm very glad that I have a capable elder brother."

Fan Dongfang raised his eyebrows: "Schadenfreude?"

I was overjoyed: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to laugh, and I definitely didn't mean to gloat. All meanings beyond the scope of the original meaning of laughter are your own imagination."

Fan Dongfang put on airs and pointed at me intimidatingly, and immediately broke into a smile: "You will be punished."

I denied it with a smile: "No, no, no, your rank is too high, I can't do it at all, I don't have the power to understand."

Fan Dongfang smiled ambiguously: "I'm sorry, I don't understand this, I've always been very good at it."

"..." He was caught off guard and drove the car, right?However, there is no evidence to suspect the car, so if I ask, it must be because of my dirty thoughts.I gave him an annoyed look: "It shows that you know a lot of idioms, doesn't it?"

Fan Dongfang directly stuffed my mouth with a crab roe soup dumpling, and then coaxed me in a conniving tone: "Don't get angry, don't get angry, you can understand, it means you are also very knowledgeable, don't envy me."

Knowing that he was misinterpreting my meaning, but I was first conquered by his taste buds and ears, so I had to admit defeat in front of the delicious food and the sound of fouls.I smiled and said to him: "Look at this table with the combination of Chinese and Western. I really want to believe that this is an ordinary dinner."

"It's just a simple meal, but you insist..." Facing my gaze, Fan Dongfang changed his words politely, "I like the taste."

I watched him smile without saying a word.

"I think you don't need to pay so much attention to light meals, you can eat more freely." Fan Dongfang seemed to have a great desire to survive, and then said, "If you care about the sense of ritual, let's change the way next year, such as flowers and restaurants ?”

It was the first time I saw him look a little clumsy, and I was tickled by the way he couldn't forget to allude to the bouquet of flowers I received while struggling to survive.After listening to him mention several ways to celebrate the typical straight male thinking, I smiled and said, "I'll arrange it next year."

Fan Dongfang didn't refuse, and even let out a slightly exaggerated sigh of relief: "Okay, to be honest, I'm not very good at this."

"It's okay, let me do what you are not good at." I couldn't help laughing, "Don't forget that I am your all-round assistant, and I am running for the boss, boss."

Fan Dongfang glanced at me with a half-smile: "All right, Mr. Assistant, please stop flirting and eat well."

It's him who flirts, it's him who doesn't flirt, I can only give him a thumbs up.I pushed the bottomed wine glass to the side: "I'll just measure it in one glass, and it's easy to change if I drink it again."

Fan Dongfang gave a low laugh, and pushed his wine glass aside, with some inexplicable helplessness in his words: "All right, Assistant Werewolf."

This simple meal was too sumptuous and the atmosphere was too provocative. The two of us ate and chatted until after ten o'clock.

There was a mess of cups and plates on the table, Fan Dongfang didn't ask me to clean it up, and didn't let me leave, he pulled me and pushed me into the sofa to sit, squatting next to the DVD rack to flip through the discs: "Watch a movie."

I looked at Fan Dongfang's back and laughed. This person probably really thought about spending Qixi with me, but it's a pity that he may be born lacking in fun and ritual.I glanced at the minute hand towards 6, and didn't remind him of the time issue. I lazily leaned on the sofa, admired his waistline and replied with a smile, "Well, just to sober up."

Fan Dongfang glanced back at me, put a disc into the DVD player, and sat down next to me along with the opening subtitles.His right arm rested on the back of the sofa very naturally, and he just took me into his "wings" very gentlemanly, but he didn't touch me at all: "Can I still remember what happened tonight tomorrow? "

The low smile that was almost close to my ear reminded me of the "promise after drinking" described in the memo on the mobile phone. My eyes fell on his thin lips unconsciously, and I guessed wantonly in my heart. The texture of those two lips, I lied with a smile: "I'll find out tomorrow."

Fan Dongfang frowned slightly and looked at me. The gentleman's arm was instantly possessed by a rogue, slid along the back of the sofa to my shoulder, pinched my chin and turned to the TV screen: "Watch a movie."

I glanced down at the arm that was on my shoulder as if I forgot to take it back, and chuckled lightly, not only laughing at his rascally gentleman but also at my momentary dirty thoughts: "Okay."

The black and white picture on the TV screen is very familiar. This is one of the few movies in the elective class of the university that did not hypnotize me. Even after five or six years, I can still think of the beautiful princess on the screen. The general plot of this film comes.

I'm a little lucky now that I took film appreciation as an elective for mixed credits in college. Although this elective course didn't improve my appreciation level and interest in movies, at least it ensured that I wouldn't be overly impressed by my sweetheart who loves old movies. Lou was timid.

Facts have proved that I do have too much imagination as Fan Dongfang said. He said that watching movies is really just watching movies, and he has no intention of cultivating common interests with me through watching movies.

Fan Dongfang watched intently, and I, who has never been very keen on movies, couldn't help but accompany him and immerse myself in this classic romantic love story.

The picture was frozen in the empty summoning hall, and more than 100 minutes passed without knowing it. I didn't feel too deeply when I watched this film with all my heart and mind. At this time, I was sitting next to my sweetheart, leaning against On his arm, there was a slight regret in his heart: "A lot of love has lost to reality."

Fan Dongfang tightened his hand on my shoulder slightly, and said in a low voice, "We won't."

This was a thought-provoking answer. I turned my head, looked at his side face with a faint smile, and called him: "Mr. Fan."

Fan Dongfang turned his head and looked at me, with my shadow reflected in his thick ink-like pupils: "Huh?"

I poked my head out suddenly, and changed the distance between our lips from two punches to zero. My lips stuck to his lips, and tentatively licked his lips like a cat. My heart beat like a drum instantly. I was worried that he would refuse, but I was also addicted to the soft touch on my lips.

The hand on my shoulder was a little hard. When that hand slid to the back of my head, I thought he would turn the innocent kiss that started with me into a romantic French kiss. However, he was turning my The moment she pressed to him, she raised her head slightly, and the imaginary French kiss turned into an extremely pure forehead kiss.

Frustrated, I rubbed my hot ears and whispered, "You give me back my wonderful first kiss."

Fan Dongfang rubbed the top of my head, with a gentle smile on his lips, his voice seemed lower than usual: "No, I refuse to kiss you after drinking."

I stared at him with my hair that had been rubbed into a chicken coop: "The reason!"

Fan Dongfang put away the tenderness on his lips, with a half-smile: "Because after drinking, you are less reliable than Sanwu products."

Me: "..." The warmth of the night is really my illusion!

Fan Dongfang looked at me with an expressionless face and smiled lowly. After laughing enough, he suddenly leaned forward and pressed my lips: "Okay, don't be angry, I will pay you back."

My yin and yang were strange: "Hurry up and get alcohol to disinfect, don't let my three-no product dirty your mouth."

Fan Dongfang frowned slightly, his indifferent eyes made me feel a little uneasy, and I couldn't help but check in my heart whether I was getting carried away with success because of my success, and this duck that hasn't reached its mouth should stop flying.

Although I began to worry about gains and losses in my heart, I refused to admit defeat easily on the face, and I was still bluffing with a sullen face.