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It's starting to snow in Yanjing.
Under the boundless darkness, heavy snow fell, coming fiercely, unlike the gentle and graceful snow of the south. It was thick and dense, like white scraps of paper, densely packed and flying haphazardly.
The elective course had just ended, and students filed out of the classroom building. Song Ning was among them, walking side by side with Lin Qianqian.
In the snow-covered night, a black umbrella, reaching for the sky, strolls through the snow, black leather boots treading on the road covered with a thin layer of ice, walking in the opposite direction from the students who have just finished class.
"Isn't that Professor Shen? He's walking this way. Oh my god, he's so handsome."
"Hey, look! He's wearing a scarf and holding one in his hand. Is he here to pick someone up?"
"Really? I heard that many senior girls pursued him, but he was rejected by them all. He's practically the most unattainable girl in Changqing. Sigh, I really want to know what kind of girl he would like."
"I heard it's because he has a girlfriend back in his hometown, and they started dating back in college."
"Who told you that?"
"That's what a senior student who's pursuing a PhD said."
"My goodness, that must have been many years, that's incredibly long-lasting."
"What do you mean by 'long-lasting affection'? My roommate said she saw him chatting with a girl last time. Maybe he's a real jerk in private, and he's just pretending because of his status?"
"Really? You're not just making this up because you're jealous of someone's success, are you?"
...
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Song Ning walked along, head down, playing on her phone.
Lin Qianqian leaned closer and whispered mysteriously, "Does he really have a girlfriend back in his hometown?"
Song Ning sent out the edited message: "Hmm, I got it, but it's not in my hometown, it's in Yanjing too."
Lin Qianqian was probably too excited and forgot that Song Ning didn't like being touched by others without permission. She excitedly grabbed Song Ning's hand and shook it vigorously: "When did you give it to me? Really..."
"Do you want me to borrow a microphone for you and hang it on your body?" Song Ning glared at Lin Qianqian, then opened her contacts and dialed the one labeled "Lo..."
She looked up and saw Shen Yuxiu draping his scarf over his hand holding the umbrella, reaching for his phone on his coat. After seeing him take it out, she hung up and sent a message saying "Check your text."
"Was it really during college? Why haven't I heard anyone mention it? Next time you guys have a get-together, please bring me along! Please, I really want to know what his girlfriend looks like." With Song Ning's reminder, Lin Qianqian lowered her voice and continued to ask in a volume that even Song Ning could barely hear.
“Then I’ll ask my future sister-in-law later to see if she’d like to meet you. But let me tell you first, she’s not easy to get along with.” Song Ning changed the contact name to “Lover”, a bright smile appearing on her lips.
"Difficult to get along with?" Lin Qianqian's interest was piqued. "Anything else? Besides being difficult to get along with, what else is there? Is she pretty? Tall? How old is she? How long have you been together?"
Song Ning put away her phone, subtly avoiding Lin Qianqian's touch: "You'll know next time you see it."
Seeing that Song Ning didn't intend to answer her, Lin Qianqian's eyebrows drooped, feeling frustrated yet unable to suppress her gossipy heart. "No, I have to make a call and ask Sister Nan Qiao. You go back first, I'll go back to the classroom to make a call, it's freezing outside. Oh, please give Professor Chen my regards."
Lin Qianqian was a typical action-oriented person. As soon as she finished speaking, she ran back at lightning speed, showing the momentum of making a quick getaway. However, Song Ning didn't have much time to pay attention to her at the moment.
Song Ning looked at Shen Yuxiu, who had already stepped onto the steps of the teaching building. She saw him close his umbrella, shake off the snowflakes, and slowly walk towards her.
"Why did Qianqian run away when she saw me?" Shen Yuxiu handed the scarf to Song Ning.
"Didn't you see the message I sent?" Song Ning asked, displeased.
"I've seen it," Shen Yuxiu said calmly.
Then why are you coming over?
Song Ninghuan looked around.
The surrounding area was filled with onlookers, and the discussions were even more heated than before.
Now is not the time to say that.
On the way back, Song Ning, wearing a scarf, shared an umbrella with Shen Yuxiu. The snow underfoot was thicker, making a crunching sound as they walked. "Didn't I tell you to wait for me in the car first?" she said.
"I walked here today," Shen Yuxiu said, sounding quite innocent.
"Don't you know this is bad for your reputation?" Song Ning said angrily, reaching out to pinch Shen Yuxiu's waist.
She didn't care about her own reputation, but she cared about his. She didn't want him to be criticized, not at all.
But she didn't want to explain his behavior by saying that they were siblings on the household registration.
Shen Yuxiu wasn't dressed much; under his suit jacket was a long coat similar to Song Ning's, so thick you could pinch his strong waist.
He didn't flinch, a soft laugh escaping his chest: "It's alright, right and wrong are up to oneself, praise and blame are up to others. Besides, I'm not innocent either."
His statement that he wasn't innocent was very catchy, and it even made Song Ning's heart burn. She couldn't help but tease him: "Professor Shen, what do you mean by 'not innocent,' body or mind?"
Song Ning knew very well that if Shen Yuxiu didn't like her, he wouldn't give her a chance, but she still couldn't help but want to tease him, just like that night.
He had many ways to resolve the situation that night, but he chose the way she wanted.
"This is the first snowfall in Yanjing this winter." Shen Yuxiu's voice was slow and soft, but very clear.
Dissatisfied with Shen Yuxiu's avoidance, Song Ning turned her head to the side, only to see him tilting his head slightly, calmly gazing at the snow falling outside the umbrella, his eyes gentle and warm.
"I didn't drive here because I wanted to walk with you."
The first snow symbolizes the first pure love, and he wanted to walk with her.
Understanding his implicit confession, Song Ning's usually quick-witted mind went blank for a moment, sparks flew in her head, and her heart pounded so hard it echoed in her ears.
How embarrassing! She actually got flirted with by Shen Yuxiu.
A moment of clarity brought Song Ning back to her remaining rationality: "Professor Shen, have you forgotten that you studied science?"
“I’m not bad at humanities either,” Shen Yuxiu said with a smile.
"Would it kill you to say you love me?" This question is actually pretentious. Song Ning is simply being arrogant, and she can't accept the silly, happy reaction inside her body right now. She tries to suppress her expression, but finds it too difficult.
"I thought I had made my point clear just now," Shen Yuxiu said with a hint of a smile.
"Then say it again."
So be it, she's a fool, but that's what happens when she likes to listen.
"Yes, I love you. I am not innocent in love with you, neither in body nor in mind."
Shen Yuxiu was very direct this time, so direct that Song Ning lost all reason: "Use the umbrella to shield yourself, Professor Shen."
Reputation and such things don't matter anymore.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, Song Ning pounced on Shen Yuxiu, and almost without tiptoeing, she touched his lowered lips.
The black umbrella tilted, obscuring Song Ning's hair color, which became increasingly noticeable under the night light, and also concealing the tender intimacy within.
After kissing, the two walked towards the residential area. While riding the elevator, Song Ning asked for the keys, and Shen Yuxiu said he would give them to her when they got home.
Song Ning thought Shen Yuxiu would give her the house key, but to her surprise, he changed the locks instead.
His house originally had a mechanical lock that could only be opened with a key, but now it has an electronic lock.
After recording Song Ning's fingerprints, Shen Yuxiu smiled and said, "Give it a try."
"When did you change it?" Song Ning pressed her index finger on it to identify.
With a click, the device was successfully unlocked.
"I had the repairman come to the house to change it this morning." Shen Yuxiu opened the door, waiting for Song Ning to come in first.
As soon as Song Ning entered the room, she saw that it was filled with scented candles. The candles extended from the entrance hall to both sides and filled the room. A heart-shaped candle was placed in the living room, and the candlelight flickered, creating a beautiful atmosphere.
Song Ning couldn't help but chuckle. She didn't know if she thought Shen Yuxiu's romance was too old-fashioned or if she was happy that he was willing to do these things for her. She turned around and said, "Shen Yuxiu, your way is so corny."
As Song Ning spoke, Shen Yuxiu had already entered the room. Upon hearing Song Ning's words, his hand, which was closing the door, visibly paused: "Don't you like it?"
Song Ning stepped forward, put her arms around his neck, and closed the door behind her. Her eyes crinkled into a smile as she said, "It's a bit corny, but I don't mind."
"It's hot, take off your clothes first."
The room already had heating, and with a bunch of candles added, of course it was hot.
Shen Yuxiu supported Song Ning's waist, wanting her to get down first, but Song Ning clung to him and refused.
Her voice was seductive: "Do you know which size you wear now?"
"..."
That expression suggests they know.
"Did you buy it?" Song Ning continued to ask.
"Mmm." A very soft response, and a little hoarse.
"I want to stay here." Song Ning helped him take off his coat, and her lower abdomen felt itchy; she was also very hot.
His coat and jacket were left on the entryway cabinet, leaving only his shirt and her cashmere undershirt.
Song Ning kissed Shen Yuxiu fiercely.
Shen Yuxiu retreated step by step until his back pressed against the door panel. Only then did he pull out his tongue, which was aching from her sucking and biting, and said in a deep voice, "Slow down, my little beast. Kissing should be like this."
After speaking, Shen Yuxiu tilted his head slightly, his lips captured hers, and after a moment of caressing, he released her and gently bit Song Ning's lower lip. His movements were gentle and affectionate, and when Song Ning couldn't help but stick out her tongue, their tongues licked each other in the air.
Compared to Song Ning's earlier reckless actions, Shen Yuxiu's gentle licking was much more comfortable. Song Ning felt her whole body go limp, and her eyes were so wet that she could barely open them.
Song Ning pulled away from Shen Yuxiu's tongue, which had left her body tingling with pleasure, and asked in surprise, "Professor Shen... why are you so good at kissing?"
Looking back now, I realize that I made her feel very comfortable during sex, unlike a novice at all.
"Perhaps it's talent." Shen Yuxiu turned around, pulling Song Ning between himself and the door, and swallowed hard. "Are you sure you want to stay here?"
Song Ning responded to Shen Yuxiu with her actions; she grabbed his shirt and pulled him toward her.
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