The red and swollen little rabbit eyes suddenly sunk into the other person's dark eyes, with warmth and lightness in the eyes, and soft waves appeared.
Jian Anran sniffed, trying hard not to let the mucus stay.
"Why did you run so far?" He hugged Jian Anran, who was curled up in a ball, and walked toward the car.
"Sorry for waiting for so long."
Without giving her a chance to land, Wen Siheng opened the passenger seat and gently placed Jian Anran on the seat.
After a ten-minute drive, they soon returned to the clouds.
Through the windshield of the white sports car, the security guard at the door was a little surprised. The little girl who had to greet them every time hung her head sadly without raising her head.
"What else did you say later?" Jian Anran couldn't help but ask while reversing.
"I asked her to put her intellectual curiosity above her studies."
The lights in the basement were not very bright, and half of his face fell into shadow.
"That's it?"
"Well," his voice was very low, "That's it."
When the elevator went up, Jian Anran stared at the toes of her shoes and said nothing.
"Don't worry too much," Wen Siheng noticed her emotions, "There's nothing she can do."
"Why are you so sure?" Jian Anran raised her head and glanced at him feebly.
"I was her tutor, but I made the situation too ugly. The tutor left midway, and she was the one in trouble."
"Isn't her uncle the vice-dean? Just go to the vice-dean group."
Wen Siheng smiled softly, leaned over and whispered mysteriously into her ear: "The vice president will retire at the end of this year."
"Ding——" The elevator door opened, and a bright yellow figure in the foyer seemed to have been waiting for a while.
Seeing them, the other party came up to them very happily.
"Hello, are you Mr. Wen? This is Meituan buying medicine and delivering it to you." The deliveryman handed over a yellow paper bag.
"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." Wen Siheng took it.
While the elevator door was open, the delivery man hurriedly walked into the elevator and pressed the door close button.
"What medicine should I buy?" Jian Anran was a little confused, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
The other person lowered his head and pointed at her heels, "It's you who feel uncomfortable."
I don’t even know when Wen Siheng noticed that her heel was scratched and the medicine had been delivered to the door.
Jian Anran felt a little lost in her heart. The other party's consistent attentiveness and extreme tenderness in her bones seemed to have always been like this——
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently.
"I'm going to take a shower first." Jane Anran walked to the bathroom.
After taking off the rubber band in front of the mirror and letting down her shoulder-length hair, Jian Anran noticed the faint face leaning against the bathroom door frame.
"I'm taking a shower." Jian Anran wanted to push him away, but was pulled into his arms.
She had to emphasize: "I have to take a shower myself."
The usually extremely cold eyes suddenly showed a harmless and docile look, "Really?"
While shaking her head and patting his shoulder, Jian Anran said seriously: "Calm down, it's still daylight."
"Is it okay if it's dark that day?"
Wen Siheng looked at her aggrievedly, his eyelashes twitched slightly, and his tone softened. He felt that even if Jian Anran was a stone, he would have to nod and pull himself into the bathroom.
I just hate that she is really a stone.
"Bang!" The bathroom door closed suddenly.
She took a shower very slowly, and when she came out, she saw Wen Siheng waiting outside the door in a white bathrobe.
The slightly open collar revealed his undulating chest muscles. His messy short hair was still dripping with water, and he cast a moist look at her.
Jian Anran was thinking that she would have to go to her grandmother tomorrow to get the "Calming Mantra" and make ten or eight copies and put them in every corner.
Calm down! Calm down!
This is not the immovable Elder Tang. He is clearly the seductive spider spirit in Pansi Cave.
"What's for dinner? Let's order takeout." Jian Anran took the change of clothes to the laundry room.
When I walked to the restaurant, I was shocked to see a table full of delicious food.
"Where did these come from?" she turned around and asked in surprise.
"I did it."
"You mean, when I took a bath, you not only finished it, but also cooked a table full of dinner?" Jian Anran asked incredulously.
Just as Wen Siheng was about to state the facts, the villain in front of him lowered his head and murmured: "As expected, my bathing is getting slower and slower."
Calmly, he walked to the island counter, silently crumpled the white takeout order that fell out of the bag into a paper ball and threw it into the trash can.
Wen Siheng pulled out the chair and sat down, placing the bowls and spoons on the table, "Come and sit, if you don't eat, the food will get cold soon."
"Okay." Jane Anran walked to the dining table with small steps and sat down.
"How about you," Wen Siheng looked confused, "stand up for a moment?"
"Didn't you ask me to come and sit here?"
"That's true..." He said with embarrassment, "You come down first and then talk about it."
Her freshly washed hair was still dripping with water. Jian Anran sat sideways on Wen Siheng's lap and stretched out her slender fingers to tease his collar.
Looking down his neck, the collar of his nightgown was wide open, revealing most of his collarbone.
"Don't like it?" Jian Anran's eyes were full of tears, her soft lips followed the line of his neck, and she leaned into his ear and whispered.
She was definitely seeking revenge for the other person's attempt to misbehave before she took a shower.
Seeing with satisfaction that a blush slowly appeared on his ears, the villain stood up, straightened his clothes, sat down on the chair next to him and ate happily.
After the meal, Jian Anran offered to help clear the table in order to express her "apology".
When she finished packing her things and washed her hands, her slender waist was tightly grasped from behind as soon as she lathered her hands.
His chin rested on Jian Anran's shoulder, and the tip of his tall nose brushed against her neck. He looked at the person in the mirror with a confused look on his face, and his thin lips curled up slightly.
"If you don't want to take responsibility, some of my functions will be damaged." His hoarse voice came to my ears.
Jane Anran bounced away, and the foam on her hand slid down the water droplets.
"I..." she hesitated, "I want to see if the sheets are dry!"
"The sun is so bright today, it should have dried out long ago after being left in the sun on the balcony for a day."
The other party lowered his head, laughed softly through his nose, "You can wash your hands in peace, I'll go and see."
After washing her hands, Jian Anran found Wen Siheng on the balcony. He was holding his chin in his hand and staring at the pink sheets in fear.
"The sheets are still wet."
Jian Anran stretched out her hand suspiciously and pinched the sheets, even squeezing out water.
The strange thing is that only a few places are wet, while other places have been warmed by the sun.
"Probably it's not completely spread out, and some places overlap." The other party shrugged innocently.
On the second night after moving into Wen Siheng's house, Jian Anran still slept in the master bedroom.
The other person hugged her tightly, and no matter how she tried to break away, the person behind her would always follow her and move over in the next second, hugging her into her arms again.
She turned around angrily and planned to give him a beating. Under the weak night light, she saw the other person's chest rising and falling evenly, eyes closed and sleeping soundly, so Jian Anran had no choice but to give up.
What she didn't know was that while she was washing her hands after the meal, someone took out the small watering can in the storage room——
Squatting on the balcony and slurping water on the pink sheets.