"Huh?" Jian Anran was stunned for a while, then squeezed out her dimples and smiled lightly to cover up her absence.
"Really? I saw that the door of the small office was always closed, so I thought the teacher had come early in the morning."
"It's normal that the teacher didn't come," Mi Yingying recalled.
"From the beginning to now, except for routine group meetings, our professors have almost never appeared in the office."
"It's strange to come to the office every day and work nine to five these days." She added.
It turns out that he didn’t come to the office often before? Jian Anran was a little surprised.
Returning to her workstation, she hesitated before finally making up her mind and taking out her phone.
Opening the familiar dialog box, the last message was still on Wen Siheng asking her when she would go home a few days ago.
【Jane:What are you doing?】
Staring at the screen in silence, no new messages popped up in the dialog box for a long time.
Jane Anran stared at the computer in a daze all afternoon. In order to avoid being distracted, she specifically right-clicked on WeChat at the bottom of the computer screen——
Click [Close window].
September was just over halfway, and after the sun set, the office became a little cool. Jane Anran took out the sun protection clothes she bought specially for commuting from her bag and put them on.
When it was time to get off work, my phone on the table lit up, and I hurriedly opened it. My message was finally pushed up in the dialog box.
[Elder Tang: We were in a meeting just now, what happened?]
[Jane: The other party is typing...]
On the other side of the screen, after inputting a lot, Jian Anran suddenly thought of——
If you reply instantly, won’t the other party know that you have been paying attention to his messages?
On the other side of the screen, Wen Siheng waited for a long time, but no new messages popped up.
[Elder Tang: I’ve been busy lately, so I might go back later]
He guessed her little thoughts and took the initiative to reply.
【Jane:ok】
[Jane:[Love]] After thinking for a moment, she sent another emoji.
When the bell rang, Jian Anran was the first to stand up with her bag as usual.
I politely said goodbye to my seniors, hurried to the cafeteria to finish dinner, and rushed to the coffee shop to work before seven o'clock.
In recent days, her operations have become more and more proficient, and the probability of making mistakes has been greatly reduced. Su Yiqi's learning speed was so fast that Su Yiqi was stunned.
"Seriously Anron, have you never considered working in the coffee industry?" Su Yiqi asked.
"Well -" Jian Anran pretended to think, "When I graduate and can't find a job, the store manager must take me in."
"Absolutely." Su Yiqi said with a smile, "When the workday is next week, you can start learning latte art when there are few orders."
"Really?" Her eyes sparkled.
As a graduate student in the Department of Architecture, she has received unprecedented recognition in the past four years from her part-time job in a coffee shop. She couldn't help but start thinking about her career.
The two of them chatted wordlessly, and while they were talking, Jian Anran suddenly thought of Xiangyi.
Not only have I not met her in coffee shops recently, but Xiangyi rarely appears in the office.
"Store manager," Jian Anran said, "can I ask you a personal matter?"
"You said."
"Senior Xiangyi and you are cousins?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the movements in Su Yiqi's hands froze instantly. What appeared in front of his eyes was Xiangyi's evasive eyes and hesitation when he was asked this question not long ago.
When she blurted out that they were relatives, Su Yiqi was surprised at first, but then felt a little disappointed.
Because there was someone next to him, he could only hide his little emotions in his heart.
It turns out that in her eyes, they are relatives...
"Yes," Su Yiqi's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, "distant relatives."
"It turns out."
As if not noticing Su Yiqi's subtle expression, Jian Anran nodded and started talking about other topics.
There are not many takeout orders tonight, so Su Yi strangely asked Jian Anran to go home early.
When she arrived at the gate of Qishangyunduan, she went to Fengchao Cabinet to pick up a courier.
When she swiped her card to enter, the security guard stopped her specifically when he saw the express delivery in her hand.
"You don't need to come to pick up the express in person, just write the house number in the address bar, and our staff will deliver it to your foyer."
Capitalism is indeed capitalism.
After taking a shower, Jian Anran picked up her phone and checked the time. It was still early.
Wen Siheng said he would be back later, what time will it be?
With doubts in her mind, she opened the express delivery while humming a song.
Although the two of them live under the same roof, their comings and goings have been completely staggered recently, and they have not been able to see each other properly for several days.
Wen Siheng is not the kind of person who picks up his mobile phone to chat with each other when he is free, and cares about what the other person is doing.
Jian Anran has been so busy lately that she doesn't have much time to spend surfing the Internet.
Depressed by the recent rapid decline in her relationship, she had to log in to an APP with mostly male users again.
[Question: How to quickly warm up your relationship with your boyfriend?]
The comments below made her blush and her heartbeat speed up. The summary is——
Change things up a bit.
Not knowing which one he would like, Jian Anran chose one that would make her feel less embarrassed to wear it.
After taking a bath, she put on the shameful maid outfit. She specially found Wen Siheng's loose white bathrobe and put it on.
Turning on the floor lamp in the living room, she quietly sat on her favorite chair and watched short videos.
Until almost twelve o'clock, after countless fights between her upper and lower eyelids, she finally heard the door "click" to unlock.
Seeing Jian Anran sitting on the chair, the other party was obviously a little surprised.
It can be seen that he has been going out early and coming back late recently, and his sleep quality is indeed very poor. His deep facial features, slightly sunken eye sockets, and a layer of dark green under his eyes.
"Still not asleep?" he asked.
Putting her crossed legs on the ground, Jian Anran kicked her slippers to the side, and deliberately walked to the entrance with her bare feet.
She regretted that she had not practiced looking in the mirror beforehand. She felt that she might have walked in a nondescript manner.
Stretch out your slender, cold fingers along his jawline, and wrap your hands around his neck.
Jian Anran stood on tiptoes, dabbing water at the opponent's Adam's apple and squeaking.
With one hand free, she unfastened her belt, and the large bathrobe slid down the curves of her body and piled into a pile on the ground.
Underneath is a black suspender skirt. The cut is very tight, which particularly highlights the figure. The black mesh in key parts can be said to have no blocking effect.
"It's been a long time since we've shared feelings. Do you wash first or should I wash first?"
Of course she had already taken a shower, but she lacked the skills to speak in this area, so she had to copy the sharing bots she saw online.
The thin white thighs caressed the opponent's black trousers nonchalantly. Looking down, Xiao Wen was already rubbing his hands.
Just when she raised the corners of her lips as if she had succeeded, and was about to take the next step, Wen Siheng suddenly reached out and gently put his hand on her shoulder.
Then push away.
So he pushed it away? Jian Anran stayed on the spot, slightly stunned.
