my psychologist

I really underestimated Fan Dongfang's flirtatious skills. Just talking flirtatiously made me so restless that I worked hard for the five-fingered boy.

After relieving the irritation caused by him, I wrapped my bathrobe and took out my mobile phone from the "shirt bag", and praised him: "You have a good mouth."

He gave a low laugh, and said meaningfully: "Other kung fu is better, and I will give you a good insight later."

I couldn't help laughing: "Get out! Old and undeserved!"

He pointed at me seriously: "Dare you think I'm old? Little Daji, you're finished!"

I laughed: "You bit me?"

He snorted and said, "Why bite you? Just let you know what it means to be young and strong."

I covered my face and smiled, I had enough of laughing, and said to him: "Please, stop flirting!"

He had a half-smile: "If you don't show it, you won't be teased? Little Daji, you have a problem!"

I pointed to my heart, with charming thoughts on my eyes, and said, "It's not that I won't give it, it's that I can't bear the firepower!"

Fan Dongfang smiled, restrained his posture, and said, "I heard from Brant that you can start taking consultations?"

I nodded: "Actually, I'm a little unconfident."

It was rare for Fan Dongfang not to speak harshly about my ability, but said: "Even if you don't believe in your own ability, you still have to believe in my vision."

I laughed: "Okay, there's nothing wrong with that."

Fan Dongfang pointed at me and said, "Okay, let's dry your hair and go to bed early. I'll simulate it for you when I get back on Friday."

I stroked my wet hair, and slid my thumb across the screen just past his dark circles: "Okay, you go to bed early too."

With the pressure of getting started with consulting, I took out the verbatim draft of my personal experience these days and started to read it repeatedly. Every time I read it, I will gain something. It is about consulting technology, but also about self-awareness and self-analysis. of.

If you have any doubts, you should either ask Fan Dongfang for advice during the video, or catch Xu Yuandong and ask him for advice when you are free. Being so busy, you have ignored Dean Fan's turbulent future.

Before I knew it, it was Friday. When I came out of Liren and walked out of the small red building, I saw Fan Dongfang leaning against the car and smoking a cigarette from a distance.

The navy blue mid-length windbreaker, the collar stood up to cover half of his face, the cigarette was held between his slender fingers, and the smoke drifted gracefully towards the sunset in the sky. Standing there in the sunset glow, he became a scene of his own.

I walked up to him and grabbed his wrist to hold a cigarette, and asked him, "When did you arrive? Why didn't you call me?"

He looked at me and smiled softly and indulgently: "I want to give you a surprise."

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and suddenly felt the urge to kiss him, but in the end it could only turn into a hug that was a little longer than the meeting of good buddies: "It's so pleasantly surprised."

Fan Dongfang rubbed the top of my head, opened the door for me and signaled me to get in the car: "There are more surprises waiting for you."

On the car seat was a large bouquet of purple tulips, and next to the tulips was a blue jewelry box. I turned to look at Fan Dongfang, pointed to the jewelry box and asked him, "Ring?"

Fan Dongfang smiled: "Yeah."

I turned around and stood opposite him across the car door, looking at him with a half-smile: "Propose?"

Fan Dongfang thought for a while: "Yes."

I looked at him and smiled: "Mr. Fan, shouldn't you kneel down on one knee with flowers in your hands when proposing marriage?"

Fan Dongfang let go of the car door, walked to my side, and said slowly: "If you don't mind, I can do this."

I passed by the juniors and juniors who passed by us in twos and threes, raised my finger to the little girl we secretly photographed to signal that she should stop, and said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't want to dominate the new media on the Internet, with all kinds of people The fairies are stealing the limelight."

Fan Dongfang put on a warm smile at the corners of his eyes and mouth, he put his left hand on the roof of the car and supported my back with his right hand to signal me to get in the car: "Then get in the car, otherwise you will dominate the school forum of your alma mater if you don't want to. "

I followed his strength and got into the car, holding the bouquet in my arms, and the faint fragrance lingered around my nose, filling the whole car.With a smile on my face, I asked Fan Dongfang who leaned over to fasten my seat belt: "Does it look like the bouquet when we were newly married?"

After fastening the seat belt, Fan Dongfang looked down at me and smiled lowly: "No bride has such a large bouquet of flowers."

Obviously it was the distance that we could kiss each other with a slight bow of his head or a slight raise of my head, but we were reserved with each other, our noses were entwined with the fragrance of flowers, and we were entangled together like the lingering love between us. In the end, I pulled his hand The tie was pulled, and he kissed me. The short but sincere kiss relieved the lovesickness a bit.

With his fingertips, he wiped away the remaining water from the corners of my mouth, grabbed my hand and sat back on the driver's seat. The ring box that was originally on my lap got into his hands at some point, and I watched him take it out. A three-millimeter-wide ring with a ruby ​​inlaid was put on my ring finger leisurely: "Be good in the future."

I withdrew my hand and half clenched my fist to measure the ring on my ring finger. Next to the ruby ​​was a string of English letters Kiss and Make-Up: "One kiss to make love?"

With a smile on his face, he asked me back, "Isn't that appropriate?"

I smiled, shook the ring on my hand and asked him: "Is this supposed to be a pair ring?"

He understood, took out an identical ring box from his windbreaker pocket and handed it to me, and then stretched out his hand in front of my eyes.

I took his hand, took out the ring and measured it. The ring was naturally the same style as mine, except that the gemstone was blue and the English letters were Lifetogether—together for a lifetime, I seriously took the ring Put it on his ring finger, and told him solemnly: "From now on, you must behave like a woman."

He raised his hand to pinch the back of my neck and pushed me lightly: "I'm sorry."

I held his hand behind my back, interlocked my fingers and raised it up against the afterglow of the setting sun, and turned to look at him: "I really want to show off."

Fan Dongfang took my mobile phone and took a picture of our holding hands: "Show."

I took the phone and showed this photo of holding hands on my various social platforms.

WeChat circle of friends——

Da Da Da: I have you for the rest of my life. 【Hand in hand photo】

On Weibo——

Da Da Da: Mr. F's white moonlight is me, and I am with Mr. F. 【Hand in hand photo】

QQ's personal signature——

Da Da Da: Get out of the single!

On the blog——

The rest of my life is long, and I have you.

I received Mr. F's ring today. He said that he would obey the rules of women in the future and spend the rest of his life obediently with me.

【Hand in hand photo】

Thank you good friends for your support and suggestions all the time. My life is complete and I have nothing to ask for. I wish all bloggers surprises in the future.

I am so high-profile on major social platforms, so I naturally received all kinds of likes and comments. I switched the software back and forth to reply to comments, and occasionally replied to the kind messages from my mother, elder brother, Ling Yu and Xu Haibo who had a small facial paralysis on WeChat. Inquire, the car has already parked in front of Feist by the time I have had enough.

I looked at Fan Dongfang who was patiently waiting for me, quite surprised: "What's going on?"

Fan Dongfang took the flowers from my arms and put them on the back seat, and unbuckled my seat belt: "Eat."

I raised my eyebrows, put away my phone, and followed him out of the car into First.

Having known each other for half a year and being together for nearly three months, this is the first time we have dinner together in public as a couple.

Under the warm yellow light, there are red wine, roses, melodious violin music, and lovers who promise to spend the rest of their lives together.Everything was too beautiful, so beautiful that I couldn't help but take a few more sips of wine. Drunk, I was taken back to the apartment by Fan Dongfang, and spent an unforgettable night.

As for how memorable?It's probably so unforgettable that I forgot to fight for top and bottom, and so unforgettable that I remembered most of the shameful settlement plot without fragments after drinking.

The sky was bright, and the alarm clock rang three times. I could no longer close my eyes and pretend to be an ostrich. I slowly tried to sit up while moving my sore limbs.

Fan Dongfang raised his hand and pushed me back into the bed when I was halfway up, and said, "Go on to sleep."

I slowed down for a minute, put aside the "waste" that popped up in my mind from time to time, suppressed the remaining shame, shook my head and refused: "No, it will be too late to go to sleep again."

Fan Dongfang sat up, leaned against the head of the bed to touch the cigarette, stretched his hand halfway, then retracted it, and began to stroke the hair on the back of my head like a cat: "Sleep honestly, if you don't go to Liren, it will still work."

I raised my eyelids and squinted at him: "Brother, I have to go to the seminar."

Fan Dongfang was silent for a moment, probably remembering the promise I made in the training class before, a trace of self-blame appeared in his eyes: "Why don't you lie down for another 5 minutes?"

I smiled, turned over and hugged his waist and smiled sullenly. I laughed enough and said, "Quickly put away your old father's face, I'm not that delicate."

Fan Dongfang gave a low laugh, and ran his hand down the back of my neck: "Really?"

I rolled over and sat up a meter away, then grinned while holding my sore waist, "No, no, no, it's still quite weak, and needs the boss's love and care!"

Fan Dongfang threw his nightgown on me: "Don't be poor, get up and wash up!"

I'm not that delicate, but there are still some sequelae, such as back pain and too lazy to move, so I didn't get out of bed until he massaged me for 10 minutes.

As a result, what could have been a hearty breakfast turned into a light meal.

The two of us entered the elevator with a sandwich and a carton of milk, and then, in the elevator room on the first floor, we ran into Dean Fan who came over for some unknown reason.

Through the opened elevator door, I met Dean Fan outside the door, and I was a little dazed for a moment, so I instinctively turned my head to look at Fan Dongfang.

Fan Dongfang was very calm. He finished the last bite of the sandwich slowly, raised his hand and pressed the door open button to open the half-closed door, and walked out of the elevator by pulling my wrist: "Dad, why are you here?"

Dean Fan looked around my wrist held by Fan Dongfang, slid across my neck, and asked Fan Dongfang: "What are you going to do?"

Fan Dongfang took my wrist calmly and replied respectfully, "Go to class."

The curvature of Dean Fan's mouth has not changed at all, and his tone of voice is still the same as before: "Today is Saturday."

Fan Dongfang nodded: "Well, go to Liren to take classes, and their classes are usually on weekends."

Dean Fan raised his eyebrows, probably suspicious, but in the end he just waved his hand: "Go, go home after class."

It wasn't until I was dragged into the parking lot by Fan Dongfang that I completely cleared the negative buff of "dumbness": "Hey, why does Dean Fan's tune sound so much like waiting to interview your homeroom teacher after school?"

Fan Dongfang Yile: "Almost."

I asked him, "What do you mean almost?"

Fan Dongfang pushed me into the car, and after starting the car, he said: "It means that I have to go home to accept an interview at night, and I probably won't be able to spend a good night with you."

I was a little worried for him, and half-truthfully joked: "Do you need to bring your exclusive armor home?"

Fan Dongfang smiled: "No, the armor is too precious to be willing to use it."

I was helpless: "It seems that you are really not worried at all."

Fan Dongfang said seriously: "Well, what should you do in a down-to-earth manner, it's okay."

I sighed: "It's not that I don't believe in your ability, it's just that Dean Fan is too powerful. Apart from hypnotizing him, I really can't think of any other tricks you can do to pass the test."

Fan Dongfang laughed: "I have professional ethics, and hypnosis is not that magical. With Dean Fan's willpower, the possibility of being successfully hypnotized is very small."

I shrugged and teased him: "That's the end, you've even lost your last secret skill."

Fan Dongfang tapped my forehead with his knuckles: "Stop your free association, I really want to worry, why not worry about your first consultation."

I gave him a blank look, and started to concentrate on drinking the remaining milk, reading the plan Dong Xinghai had sent to the school trustees group early in the morning. As for Fan Dongfang being interviewed, I probably don't need to worry about it given his calm appearance.