This is her way of showing her good intentions, and it is also her little pretentiousness and euphemism.
It's as ambiguous and roundabout as "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight" that appeared on the Internet a long time ago.
Turning sideways and holding Jian Anran's waist, Wen Siheng reached out and gently pinched her chin under the anxious gazes of both parties.
The familiar breath was so close that Jian Anran felt warm in her heart. She stood on tiptoes and kissed him gently on the lips.
Her lips brushed against his ear and her voice was very low: "Thank you."
"What?"
"Everything," she fell into his deep pupils, "all of this."
Her eyes followed his wrist upwards, landing on the ten fingers clasped together.
Biting his lips greedily and twisting and turning, Jian Anran tasted the mint flavor in the other person's mouth.
The person in front of me turned around, picked up his coat from the chair, and took out the car keys in his pocket.
"What do you want to do?" Jian Anran asked, raising her head.
The corner of the other party's eyes raised, his eyes slightly ambiguous, "Do you want to be here? The door lock outside is broken."
After realizing what the other person was saying, Jian Anran blushed and took his hand and walked out.
"Go! Go home!" she said firmly.
"I'll search for any hotels nearby." Wen Siheng took out his mobile phone.
"Why go to the hotel? It's not far back."
"Professor, the young couple need to go to the hotel," Wen Siheng paused, and added in a long tone, "Looking for some love-"
The other party looked at Jian Anran's mature face playfully. This sentence was one of the comments when their hot search event came to an end.
......
After a long-awaited intoxication, Jian Anran's whole body was radiating warmth, her cheeks were red, and her hair was stuck to her face with a thin layer of sweat.
Her heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest, her head was dizzy, and the warm yellow floor lamp reflected the ups and downs of her figure on the wall.
He wrapped his hands around her slender waist, arched his body slightly, and buried his face in her shoulder and neck.
The other party's hot breath spread on her neck, and the atmosphere was ambiguous and charming. Jane Anran couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "It's so itchy."
"I'm going to take a shower." Jian Anran stood up after breaking free from the embrace.
"Together?" There was a heat on my back, which was the other person's chest covering it.
I had no sleep all night, and I didn't fall asleep until the east became increasingly white.
Near twelve o'clock, after making the third call at the hotel front desk, Wen Siheng finally picked up.
"Hello, our hotel's check-out time is twelve o'clock. Do you plan to extend your stay or check out?"
Looking up, he saw the person in his arms sleeping soundly. Wen Siheng replied in a breathy voice: "Stay here."
......
The first project after the establishment of Wen Siheng Studio was a competition for affordable rental housing in the neighboring city of Ludao.
Ludao City has long been dominated by tourism, supplemented by the new media industry, and has gathered a large number of employees in the service industry.
However, the high housing prices and rents in tourist cities have always been a major problem for these people with relatively low incomes, and the competition for public rental housing was born in this environment.
In order to solve the most important housing problem at the moment, the main content of the competition is to focus on relatively cheap small-sized public rental housing, aiming at small area and high quality, and to use creativity as much as possible to achieve the universality and promotion of small-sized houses.
Sex.
"This competition will be very complicated," Jian Anran couldn't help but sigh after reading the link to the project.
The organizer of the competition is an authority in the industry, with generous prizes. The winner's apartment design will be implemented in a new batch of public rental housing.
The popularity is so high that if there is no instructor to lead the team, this is a competition that their students would not dare to try easily.
After looking for a weekend, Wen Siheng rented a seven-seater nanny car and set off for research.
Under the building of the Department of Architecture, you can see Xiang Yi’s small pink suspender skirt from a distance, holding a black sun protection umbrella.
Song Qi wore a thin windbreaker and carried a large bag. He looked like he was going hiking. Mi Yingying was standing next to him, wearing comfortable sportswear.
Gao Feng changed from his usual eloquent talk and stood silently in the shadows behind a group of people.
Only Jian Anran pretended to be late, trotting in the direction of the building, and apologized sheepishly.
She woke up early today and set off from home with Wen Siheng to rent a car. In order to avoid suspicion, Wen Siheng specifically asked Wen Siheng to drop her off at the school gate.
After Wen Siheng arrived at the department building, she slowly came over from the back.
"We are all waiting for the school girl." Xiangyi said sweetly, looking towards Wen Siheng from the corner of his eye.
"Sorry everyone," Jian Anran apologized, "I sat on the subway backwards."
Just staring in the direction of the person coming from Xiangyang, Wen Siheng squinted his eyes slightly, folded his hands in front of his chest, lowered his head and smiled softly.
A change from the past calmness.
Xiangyi couldn't help but recall the huge gap in her heart after she first joined Wen Siheng's team.
At that time, she suddenly had a Schrödinger-like feeling about joining the group. She seemed to have made it, but she seemed not to have made it.
Her mentor had an extremely strong sense of boundaries and kept an equal distance from everyone in the office.
Just when Xiangyi had been worrying about it for a long time, when he came back from the famous rotten country, could he be the one who is not close to women?
Soon after school started, I saw him and a girl in the lunch room of Hotel H.
She couldn't see clearly what the girl looked like from her back, but she could clearly see the slight dimples on Wen Siheng's lips as he smiled towards her. This was something she had never seen before.
Xiangyi had to sigh from the bottom of his heart again, Wen Siheng is the most handsome boy he has ever seen.
From childhood to adulthood, whether it was when he was confused about love in middle school or when he was full of youth in college, Xiangyi always felt that he had never really been attracted to anyone of the opposite sex.
Wen Siheng was the first person of the opposite sex that she actively wanted to get to know.
Xiangyi had met him at a seminar when he was an undergraduate. At that time, he had not officially come to Luo University to teach. He was a guest lecturer invited by the Associate Dean of Physics.
I often hear my uncle, who is the vice-dean, full of praise for a young man he met in the UK. Xiangyi has always been curious about the true face of this great man in Lushan.
After a long search by the Vice Chancellor, he was finally brought back to Luo University to teach.
I originally thought that the stronger the expectation, the easier it would be to be disappointed, but it seems not to be the case this time.
After listening to his speech, Xiangyi felt like there was a bright future in another village.
When she found out that he planned to teach, Xiangyi immediately asked her uncle to assign her to Wen Siheng's group.
Once again on Monday, she suddenly discovered that the girl Wen Siheng was hiding and unwilling to introduce to her was the new office assistant.
Although they deliberately avoid suspicion, one can still vaguely see the different intimacy between the two of them.
She follows them like crazy and discovers that they go in and out together. Are they a real couple? Or are they just shady lovers?
Peeling away from the memories, Xiangyi slightly tightened the handle of the umbrella in her hand. She walked forward and opened the passenger door with a smile.
"I was afraid of motion sickness, so I sat in the front!"