Looking at the light and shadow below swaying to dispel the darkness, Qin Yiren leaned on Bo Jingxing and absorbed the man's hot body temperature through his pajamas.

It took a few minutes to calm down. She looked at him embarrassedly with her little face raised, and said with a wry smile: "I seem to be a little sensitive..."

"It's not your fault."

Bo Jingxing comforted her with a gentle voice, held her hand and sat back on the sofa, and handed her the phone: "Do you want to set up a copy with me? Or will we live in a different place tonight?"

Qin Yiren hesitated to take the phone and saw clearly the ends of Bo Jingxing's hair dripping with the light cast from the phone.

Spreading her palms and catching a drop of water droplets, she slowly realized that Bo Jingxing's rare clothes were not well-dressed.

It seems that Bo Jingxing had just finished taking a shower at the moment of the power outage.

He came to see her without thinking, and had no time to grab a piece of clothing on his face. It was wrinkled and very different from his usual noble and elegant appearance, but it had a different kind of... cute?

“…what cute?”

Hearing Bo Jingxing's voice, Qin Yiren suddenly realized that she accidentally said the last two words.

Her slender eyelashes trembled. She looked at the man's wet hair and smirked with her lips: "You look a little cute now."

Bo Jingxing was stunned and chuckled and replied: "The last time I heard such an evaluation, it seemed that I was seven years old."

"Because you are not the same now as usual, just like the very popular word now...what is it?" Qin Yiren tilted her head and thought seriously: "Contrast cute?"

Bo Jingxing laughed in silence: "Do I usually give you a very serious impression?"

"Well, not serious, but..."

Thinking of the various comments made by several girls at the Medical University forum on Professor Bo, Qin Yiren and Rong laughed indifferently: "Have you seen the students' evaluation of you?"

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment, "It's just a good-looking person, gentle and elegant, young and promising person?"

Qin Yiren sat beside him with her legs shook, handed her cell phone in front of him like a microphone, and played role-playing with interest: "What are the awards for Professor Bo's comments on the above evaluation?"

The narrow eyes were slightly bent, and the thin Jingxing was sitting upright.

He put on the demeanor of an academic debate, and he said slowly: "Objectively speaking, their understanding is very superficial, and the evaluations they give are not all true."

Qin Yiren blinked her eyes, raised her hands and fingers, and said to him one by one: "I look good, gentle, young and promising...what isn't true?"

"What else?" Bo Jingxing looked down at her and asked meaningfully: "You ran to the campus forum every few days to watch the fun. Didn't you see any other comments?"

Qin Yiren thought for a moment in wonder.

There are only a handful of young and promising professors at the University of Medical Sciences, and Bo Jingxing is a well-deserved leader among them, with a reputation in terms of academics, morality, appearance, demeanor, etc.

Of course, a small number of people also said bad things about him, believing that he seduced female students with beauty, and some pornographic news that made the most of the rumors did not attract any heat.

Among the more neutral evaluations, the adjective that mentions the most is...

Suddenly thinking about something, Qin Yiren pursed her lips gently, her slender eyelashes trembled, and she raised her eyes to look at the man in front of her.

She knew that Bo Jingxing was gentle but kept people from thousands of miles away. At this moment, he was casually wearing a wrinkled shirt with the collar not tied properly, revealing a sexy collarbone.

"Hmm?" Bo Jingxing looked at her from a high place, without missing any of her expressions. He asked, "Xiaoqian, what did you think of?"

"No, no!"

Qin Yiren shook her head seriously and refused to say that ambiguous description on a night when a man and a woman were alone.

Bo Jingxing looked at her leisurely, leaned over and slowly approached her, and asked in a low voice: "Really?"

As he moved, the distance between the two gradually shortened.

Feeling the indescribable oppression of an adult male, Qin Yiren avoided his eyes in a panic and resisted the urge to escape: "Really!"

Looking at his lover from this distance, his skin is as exquisite as a work of art, making people feel the desire to possess and protect at the same time.

Bo Jingxing's sexy Adam's apple moved, and the smile in his eyes became dark, and he pretended to kiss her sensitive ear tips: "Is it really true?"

His burning breath could already be felt before his thin lips touched the tip of her ears.

Qin Yiren trembled slightly sensitively, and her slender fingers pressed against his chest at a loss. Her heartbeats were so fast that it was chaotic. She said unwillingly: "Fake it, fake it! They all said..."

Bo Jingxing stopped at the critical moment and continued to ask patiently: "What are you saying?"

"Say, say..."

Qin Yiren's cheeks were getting hotter. When Bo Jingxing looked at her like this, she no longer had the energy to pay attention to the darkness around her and was stuttering.

"They said you have a very ascetic temperament, and make people take off your clothes and treat you with sauce sauce. It depends on whether you can still be so calm!"

Speaking of this, she added nervously: "What they said is definitely not what I mean!"

"Um……"

Bo Jingxing narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and lengthened his tone thoughtfully: "I don't care what they think, I just want to know, do you think so?"

Qin Yiren raised her hand to make a sworn statement, being so obedient that she was a preschool girl, and she opened her eyes wide to show her innocentness: "No, absolutely not!"

As soon as the words are spoken.

She asked herself that this was the standard answer, but Bo Jingxing raised his eyebrows without hesitation, not seemingly very happy?

Just as Qin Yiren was confused, Bo Jingxing held on the sofa with one hand, still maintaining a pose of bullying her, sighing as if nothing had happened: "They all think so, but you are the exception. What am I doing wrong?

”

Qin Yiren opened her mouth and looked at the man who was secretly sad.

Could it be...

He wanted to be taken off by her, and the sauce sauce was so stewed that he lost his former indifference?

No, no, no, what about abstinence!

Fearing that it would hurt men's self-esteem, Qin Yi said unscrupulously: "No, you did nothing wrong..."

Bo Jingxing nodded slightly, and his love words were ambiguous and affectionate: "Then, why don't you want me?"

He could hear a little sadness from it. Qin Yiren almost bowed under his suit pants and stared at him in a daze: "Jing Xing, when did you learn to speak sweetly?"

Sweet words are all relatively friendly descriptions, which are simply deliberate seduction. Is there anything there?
Chapter completed!