Married the blind date's sister

Wen Jingxin had just come out of the shower, and the tips of her hair were still dripping with water, which mischievously slid down her neck to her collarbone, forming a "pool of water".

She sat in front of the mirror and plugged in the hair dryer. After a while, the warm wind blew out. The summer is too stuffy. The warm wind blows for a while and makes people sweat. Wen Jingxin stopped her hands His actions turned the hot air into cold air.

The cell phone that was lying quietly on the table vibrated twice suddenly. Wen Jingxin's cell phone seldom has news, and if there are, it is only when the work WeChat or the students have any problems with homework. So she usually comes to her in seconds. look.

Class of 2017 Fang Tingnan: [Is Mr. Wen asleep? 】

This note is the same as the notes of other people on her list. It seems that every teacher's notes to students are like this, it is almost carved out of the same mold.

After thinking about it, she still replied: 【Right away. 】

Fang Tingnan on the opposite side of the wall was lying comfortably on the sofa with an Alpine lollipop in his mouth. He had already brushed his teeth, but when he saw her, he thought that Wen Jingxin had just eaten a "same style", so She took off its coat without mercy and put it in her mouth.

After receiving Wen Jingxin's WeChat, Fang Tingnan sat up straight, with a smile on his lips: 【It's nothing, I thought about it just now, I have nothing to do this Saturday, we can have a meal together. 】

When Wen Jingxin received the news, she hesitated for two seconds. What does the phrase "we can have a meal together" mean? Does it refer to her and Wen Xiangyu, or to herself?Or...all three?

Teacher Wen: [with whom? 】

The corners of Fang Tingnan's lips raised slightly, and she laughed at Wen Jingxin's head made of elm wood. She wanted to have dinner alone with Wen Jingxin, but can this piece of elm wood agree?

Class of 2017 Fang Tingnan: [With you...]

Wen Jingxin was taken aback, and when she was hesitating how to refuse, the other party sent a WeChat message.

[And your brother, didn't he say he wanted to invite me to dinner? 】

Wen Jingxin quietly breathed a sigh of relief, not knowing what she was nervous about just now.

[Okay, I'll tell him, it's getting late, good night. 】

After a while, the other side replied: [Okay, I will knock on your door tomorrow at 09:30, good night. 】

I slept very comfortably that night, even the dream was sweet and bubbling with pink bubbles.

On the second day, the sun shined on Fang Tingnan's cheeks through the gaps in the curtains. The person huddled on the sofa groaned twice and opened his eyes. It was [-]:[-], and the alarm clock rang twice. It was turned off, and I didn't even remember it at all afterwards.

It's good to be young, and the quality of sleep is really good!

Fang Tingnan got up in a daze to wash up, washed his face with cold water before waking up, looking at the woman in the mirror, she couldn't help smiling proudly.

"It's so beautiful!"

...Narcissism is a must for every beauty, this is what Fang Tingnan himself said.

She dug out the water, lotion and makeup bag from the messy suitcase, stood in front of the mirror and took care of herself. She was extra careful when putting on eye makeup, for fear of going too far. She remembered that the first time she saw Wen Jingxin, she seemed to be wearing the same makeup. It's a little too much, and she didn't mean it, she just wanted to scare the man who came for a blind date, but it was obvious that it was Wen Jingxin she scared.

After putting on makeup, she looked at the suitcase and started to worry again. She didn't know what clothes to wear. Usually, what she wears when she goes out is too sexy. She wants to be conservative today.

After rummaging around, she only found a white T-shirt with the brand's LOGO on the chest, paired with a pair of black jeans, the T-shirt was tucked into the trousers, which fully demonstrated the advantages of her long legs.

After confirming it was correct in the mirror, she put on her bag and went out the door, walked to the next door and knocked on the opposite door.

Wen Jingxin seemed to be ready too, Fang Tingnan just knocked twice, and the door was opened.

It's still the same shirt and hip skirt, she always wears it when she goes to work, but Fang Tingnan sees it once, never gets tired of it, the more she looks at it, the sexier she feels, even sexier than herself.

"Morning, Mr. Wen."

As soon as the door was opened, the faint scent of roses on the girl's body instantly entered her nostrils, neither choking nor greasy...It smells very good, and even makes her feel a little happy.

Wen Jingxin seldom wears perfume, and the perfume on the makeup cabinet is almost falling to dust.

"morning."

Just one word back... so indifferent.

The two of them in the elevator didn't say a word, and it wasn't until Wen Jingxin got into the car that she said, "Student Fang."

Fang Tingnan let out a "hmm", the voice was not loud and pleasant to hear.

"Do you like this car very much?"

Fang Tingnan nodded, without any concealment: "I like it, it took a long time to order, what's the matter? You don't like it?"

Wen Jingxin stared at her feet in a daze: "It's very beautiful."

"Thank you."

Hearing others praise your car is happier than being praised for your beauty.

Looking at Fang Tingnan's happy face, she didn't know what she was happy about. She originally wanted to say that this car was too eye-catching, but seeing Fang Tingnan like this, she stopped talking.

She didn't say goodbye to Fang Tingnan until she got to school.

As soon as Wen Jingxin walked into the office, her buttocks were not warm yet, the female teacher who had eaten with her before came over. The difference is that there is one less person this time, and the same is still the gossip look.

"Teacher Wen can do it! Luxury car pick-up? Is there something wrong?"

Wen Jingxin cast a glance at her and continued to do what she was doing: "No, my neighbor is a graduate of this school, so we just dropped by."

Wen Jingxin is not good at lying, and there is no need to lie about this matter.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart. The female teacher sat on the chair and turned around, lost in thought. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration, and she slid excitedly to Wen Jingxin's side, and whispered: "There are many rich people in City A. There are many people who can afford a Ferrari, but there are only a few people in University A who can afford a Ferrari. The price of this car starts at least 300 million, except that the second generation of the star is Fang Tingnan. Is it possible... You are going to marry into the star gate!"

The female teacher is only in her twenties, one year younger than Wen Jingxin, and her thinking is very advanced.

Wen Jingxin heard her "buzzing" a lot in her ears, her head was about to explode, she stood up and went to the water dispenser opposite to get a glass of water.

"I have a boyfriend, don't think too much about it, I'm going to class first." Wen Jingxin took the USB drive and left after speaking.

The female teacher sat on the chair and kept recalling what Wen Jingxin said just now, a little confused: "Have a boyfriend? Why haven't you heard of it?"

There is no circle of friends, I have never seen her in school, and I have never heard her mention it. Why did such a boyfriend pop up all of a sudden?

Professor Liang found an empty classroom to give Fang Tingnan supplementary lessons alone. The classroom was relatively small and there were only the two of them. Fang Tingnan felt dizzy when he looked at the words and numbers in the book. He almost fell asleep a few times. He was woken up by Professor Liang.

After finally going through for an hour, Fang Tingnan ran out of the teaching building like a wild horse running wild.

Looking at mobile phones is not allowed during class time, Fang Tingnan missed Wen Jingxin's WeChat, and Wen Jingxin should be in the next class when waiting for a reply.

[A teacher asked for leave. Their class has a test today. I'll help invigilate the test. You don't have to wait for me. 】

Fang Tingnan looked worried at the news, what should I do if I don't wait?She had been busy all morning shopping with Mr. Wen, so she almost took a measuring cylinder to measure how many milliliters of perfume should be sprayed.

[It's okay, I'll wait for you. 】

Time passed by, and seeing that Wen Jingxin didn't reply to her, she packed her things and went to the Academy of Fine Arts next door.

The dean of the Academy of Fine Arts admired her talent for painting, and specially left her an easel and drawing board, and also lent Fang Tingnan the place where she painted, and she was welcome to come anytime.

A few years ago, Fang Tingnan went to the Academy of Fine Arts as soon as he got out of class, but he seldom came here after his senior year.

There are very few people in the whole building, and they probably went to eat at this time. Compared with other colleges, the students of the Academy of Fine Arts have easy courses, but art students also have the difficulties of art students. This kind of suffering is often ignored by others. They spend the whole morning class drawing a few pictures, which is not too easy.

Walking to the corner of the second floor, Fang Tingnan pushed open the door, and the smell of oil paint hit his face. It was a familiar smell, but also a smell he loved.

The gray-haired old man stood there, his body was covered with paint, and his unkempt appearance did not look like a dean.

Fang Tingnan walked over on tiptoe: "Yes, old man Yang, you are good at drawing!"

In the painting is a Mongolian girl. Dean Yang is in a realistic style, which looks like a photo from a distance.

Yang Cong was taken aback. Seeing Fang Tingnan, he kept patting his chest with hands full of paint: "You child, you usually don't see a shadow, but once you see it, it's still a ghost! You're going to scare me to death."

Fang Tingnan took a palette and squeezed Yang Cong's paint on it, then smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Yang Cong was laughed at by her and shook his head helplessly: "Did you graduate?"

Fang Tingnan let out a "huh", picked up the paintbrush and continued to paint on his unfinished painting. The scraper was "randomly" smearing on the drawing board, as if he was painting blindly.

But... When you squint your eyes, you will find that in the painting is a girl with a broken wing, and blood is still oozing from her left shoulder.

No one can understand her, but Yang Cong understands, Yang Cong understands that she is venting, venting the injustice of fate to her, venting her arranged life, just like this painting, bloody.

"What do you plan to do? Go abroad or take the postgraduate entrance examination."

"I want to learn painting from you."

Yang Cong smiled, and his white beard rose slightly: "You are a sweet kid, seriously?"

Fang Tingnan sighed: "I want... to go abroad, I want to escape farther, but where can I fly to if my wings are broken?"

The atmosphere was a little silent for a while.

"When will you go abroad? Go to France? See if you speak French well."

Fang Tingnan shook his head: "After taking the postgraduate entrance examination, I have the motivation to stay."

"Women?" Yang Cong knew that she liked women, and to a certain extent they were friends.

Fang Tingnan nodded firmly: "Yes."

"Then I wish you success!"

"Must succeed."

The author has something to say:

Many years later, when Fang Wen and his wife were about to go out, Fang Tingnan proudly took out the measuring cylinder and said, "Spray 0.52ml today."

Wen Jingxin: Hello?Is it a mental hospital?Yes, hurry up, people will die.