My Professor Shen

Shen Qingchuan heard these words clearly.

Ji Yao's gaze was fixed on her waist, and the fingers hanging by her side were slightly bent, then she politely extended her right hand, raised her lips and said, "Miss Shen, hello."

Smiling like a fox, this was Shen Qingchuan's first evaluation when he saw her, he looked away calmly, lowered his eyes, shook hands, and said in a coherent, "Hello."

Jiang Ling consciously stood in front of Shen Qingchuan, blocking Ji Yao's malicious gaze, and shouted warningly, "Boss Ji."

Really protecting her weaknesses, Ji Yao sneered, without changing her face, she said: "Ji Yao, Lu Linshen's manager."

"Shen Qingchuan."

"I have heard a little about the relationship between Xiaolu and Ms. Shen, thank you for taking care of me in the past few months, I have been bothering you so much." When talking about the protagonist of the urine escape, Ji Yao's eyes were sincere, and Shen Qingchuan even read a bit of anxiety from it. meaning.

Shen Qingchuan couldn't figure out what Lu Linshen meant, and didn't know how to treat Ji Yao, so he simply nodded politely and didn't say anything.

Ji Yao was not angry when she saw this, she just looked around the corner from time to time.

"Qingchuan." Chu Ran greeted with a smile, her eyes were as clear as a pool of clear springs, the eyes were less stubborn and more clear.

Shen Qingchuan stared at her intently, and after a while, felt relieved, such an ending couldn't be better.

Jiang Ling watched this extremely ordinary interaction from the sidelines, a trace of anxiety flashed in her eyes, her fisted hand tightened a little, and her knuckles were bluish white.

Shen Qingchuan seemed to be aware of it, the hand hidden under the sleeve moved slightly, and interlocked her fingers precisely, the fingertips touched, and the warmth was transmitted.

Jiang Ling's eyes trembled, her eyebrows stretched, and this silent indulgence seemed to inject a warm pacifier into her heart.

She originally thought that the time for the guests to take promotional photos was staggered, until the second before she bumped into Ji Yao, she hadn't figured out how to explain this to Shen Qingchuan.

"Sister, aren't you angry?" Jiang Ling rested her chin on her shoulder and whispered close to her, which looked like she was biting her ear from a distance.

With a sudden movement of the tip of his ear, Shen Qingchuan tilted his head away in fear of itching, looked at Jiang Ling's cautious appearance, felt sore in his heart, and said softly: "Could it be that in your heart I am a puffer fish who knows how to be angry all day long?"

Puffer fish is the older sister, Jiang Ling's mind was filled with the image of Shen Qingchuan's anger, and she couldn't help but bend her eyes.

The lounge is close at hand, but no one took the initiative to go in. For some reason, the number of staff passing the corner gradually increased.

Ten minutes later, still unable to see Lu Linshen's figure, Ji Yao's gaze gradually became dangerous.

She pinched the center of her brows tiredly, lost patience with Lu Linshendong's tricks of hiding in Tibet, and said coldly: "Xiao Ding, why don't you go and look for your sister Lu carefully to see if she is trapped in the toilet and can't get out. Still too many people get lost.”

The studio staff kept coming here, but Ding Liao felt that the atmosphere was quite strange. It was not suitable to stay here for a long time, and she had long wanted to slip away.

"Okay." After that, he ran faster than a rabbit.

As soon as she left on the front foot, the makeup artist rushed over on the back foot. Because she ran too fast, she was still out of breath, "I'm really sorry, the makeup room has just been vacated, and the teachers can go there now."

"Thank you." Shen Qingchuan nodded and followed the staff's guidance directly.

"Ms. Jiang, the dressing room for you and Mr. Chu is here." The staff reached out to stop Jiang Ling who was following her, and pointed her in the opposite direction.

In order to ensure the progress and quality of the shooting, the studio was divided into several independent units. The work of each group of guests was carried out almost at the same time, so the positions of the dressing rooms were naturally not close together.

Jiang Ling raised her head, feeling a little lost in her heart, and asked persistently, "Can't we use the same room?"

"This shouldn't work..." The staff shook their heads in embarrassment. This is very likely to delay the progress of the filming, and their grassroots employees cannot bear the responsibility.

Ji Yao thought: This is too clingy.

She bowed her head and kicked a stone. It is undeniable that she was actually a little envious.

Shen Qingchuan pinched Jiang Ling's palm, eyes bent, and said in a warm voice: "Be obedient."

Doting, helplessness, love and pity, these two short words contain multiple meanings. Although the staff who are closer are not familiar with the two, it does not prevent them from knocking on the beauty CP, especially the makeup artist. It's time to fly.

There were so many bystanders, Jiang Ling belatedly felt shy, and hummed softly.

Within a few minutes, only Manager Ji was left alone in the bustling lounge.

"Miss Shen, your skin is so flimsy, there is absolutely no need to cover up the blemish." The makeup artist held her face in her hands and lamented the ingenuity of the Creator countless times.

The makeup artist was a pretty girl with two small dimples on her cheeks, her eyes narrowed when she smiled, which was completely different from Ji Yao's aggressive beauty.

When she praised people, she was so contagious that Shen Qingchuan's face turned red.

"It's white and rosy, and the blush is a bit redundant." The little girl trimmed her eyebrows and praised her without any effort.

"Shen Meiren~" Lu Linshen's deeply depressed voice suddenly sounded at the door, and she poked her head furtively.

"I thought you weren't coming back." Shen Qingchuan raised his head and couldn't move, he could only look at her sideways.

Looking around, after confirming that there was no suspicious target, Lu Lin patted his chest deeply and heaved a sigh of relief. He resumed his lazy and casual appearance, opened the door and walked in.

"How is it possible? I'm the kind of person who flees." She slumped on the sofa chair.

"Yes." Shen Qingchuan hit her as usual.

Lu Lin was as deep as a stick in his throat, and hummed softly.

"Sister Lu, Miss Shen's base makeup will be done soon, just wait for me a moment." The little girl concentrated on trimming her eyebrows while talking.

The little girl is Lu Linshen's queen make-up artist, and she has traveled all over the world with her to many production crews.

"No hurry, no hurry, you go ahead, make sure to make Shen Meiren beautiful." Lu Linshen waved her hand indifferently, in her heart, she could share everything with Shen Meiren except herself.

Shen Qingchuan closed his eyes, feeling the makeup brush brushing back and forth on her face, hesitant to speak.

The three were silent.

On the contrary, Lu Linshen couldn't hold her breath first, she muttered: "Aren't you curious?"

"Curiosity?" Shen Qingchuan just didn't like her. Based on her deep understanding of Lu Linshen, if she goes against her in everything, she will naturally gain a lot.

"It's, it's nothing." Lu Lin buried his face in his arms, and his voice was husky.

Shen Qingchuan was surprised by the unexpected answer. She raised her eyes and saw that Lu Linshen's exposed neck and ears were all red.

It's really strange, when did you learn to be shy?

"Okay, Miss Shen, do you have any dissatisfaction?" The little makeup artist put the mirror in front of her.

"Very good, thank you." Shen Qingchuan glanced at the sofa absently, why there was no movement for so long.

"You're too polite." The makeup artist pursed her lips shyly. She was used to bluffing around Lu Linshen, and she hadn't met such a gentle lady for a long time.

"Sister Lu, it's all over here..." She turned her head and whispered.

"Hush." ​​Shen Qingchuan put his index finger on his lips.

Lu Linshen was leaning on the sofa, tired and drowsy.

The make-up artist suddenly realized, and lowered his voice, "But, we will be shooting later."

Shen Qingchuan took off his coat and put it on Lu Linshen's body, estimated the time, and muttered: "I'll take pictures of single people first in the morning, and call her after half an hour."

Her words were inexplicably convincing, the makeup artist nodded, finished tidying up her things, and tiptoed out of the dressing room.

The door opened and closed, and a foot suddenly protruded from the outside, jamming the lock.

"Sister." Jiang Ling got out from nowhere and poked her head at the door.

"Hmm." Lu Lin, who was in a light sleep, frowned deeply, turned over and dropped his clothes on the ground.

A trace of helplessness flashed in Shen Qingchuan's eyes, and he bent down and gently covered her, and then pulled Jiang Ling to close the door.

The debugging of the machine outside is in full swing, people come and go, and there are many people, this is obviously not a good place to talk, Jiang Ling dragged Shen Qingchuan to the bathroom.

The compartment door was locked from the inside, and the tip of their noses leaned against each other. Shen Qingchuan could clearly see the fluff on Jiang Ling's face, and felt a little flustered for no reason.

Jiang Ling made wet hair, a strand of hair brushed across her cheeks, and fell naturally, just a little makeup was enough to seduce people.

Shen Qingchuan pressed his chest, feeling the intense agitation.

"Are you done?" Her voice was hoarse, and she tapped the tip of Jiang Ling's nose with her fingertips.

Jiang Ling watched her lips open and close, her eyes darkened, "Chu Ran is taking photos of a single person."

"Then what are you doing here?" The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, Shen Qingchuan's eyes dodged, and he began to chat with each other.

"I really like my sister's outfit today." Jiang Ling breathed on her neck, admiring the goosebumps on her snow-white skin.

"Do you like me to wear your clothes, or do you simply like to dress them up?" Shen Qingchuan put his arms around her, a chuckle escaped from his throat, "Huh?"

"I like them all." Jiang Ling's smile deepened, she was greedy for the feeling that her sister had her brand on her body.

"No more?" Shen Qingchuan was a little disappointed, so Jiang Ling took the risk to make a special trip, and made it like an underground affair, just to tell herself that she likes a piece of clothing?

"and also."

Shen Qingchuan's eyes suddenly darkened, his forehead felt warm, and light kisses fell densely on her cheeks and the corners of her lips.

"Miss you." Jiang Ling's voice was hoarse and extremely magnetic.

Shen Qingchuan lowered his eyes and stopped her further actions, "No, I'm going to take pictures in 2 minutes."

She is fair, and her skin is delicate, and with a little force, it is very easy to leave marks.

Jiang Ling's lips just pressed against the blue blood vessels, feeling the pulse beating stronger because of her.

She wiped the corners of Shen Qingchuan's lips, and jokingly said, "I'm sorry, the lipstick is gone."