Volume 1 Chapter 66 A good waist is the best gift for a man
After hearing his response, Song Xi closed his eyes.
At the same time, Shang Fuyan turned off the air conditioner in the car and slowly reduced the speed to ensure that the car was running at a constant and stable speed.
Song Xi, who was asleep, had no idea when the car stopped at Qingfeng Villa. She also didn't know that the man went upstairs and took down her tablet.
The car restarted and arrived at Yijin Garden half an hour later.
Song Xi woke up, she looked around and found the small apartment where she lived.
Shang Fuyan locked the car door and sent her upstairs.
Song Xi raised her head and met the man's eyes, "Go and do your work. I won't keep you here."
Shang Fuyan stood still, "Now I want to ask you for something, my first request."
"What is it?"
"Hold me and kiss me."
After hearing this, Song Xi didn't act pretentiously at all. He walked forward without hesitation, put his hands on his shoulders, stood on tiptoe, and touched his lips with his.
He held her waist tightly and responded cooperatively.
This time, both of them felt the beauty of kissing. It was different from the past, but it made their hearts resonate with each other.
Two minutes later, Song Xi stopped on his own initiative, his eyes moved slightly, and he asked him softly: "Are you satisfied?"
"You bring all kinds of surprises. How can I be dissatisfied?"
Song Xi took the initiative to kiss his lips again, like a wife instructing her husband, "Remember to think of me when you are free."
Shang Fuyan lowered his head and kissed the top of his soft head, as if sighing, "Baby, wait for me to come back."
After hugging her for a while, Shang Fuyan left reluctantly.
Even though he had just left, Song Xi began to miss him. Every little bit made up the fragments of missing him, and every minute and every second was filled with memories of him.
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Shang Fuyan took his students to Lincheng, where they would conduct field practice for half a month.
Among them, Song Chi was also in this team.
Compared to the classroom, he prefers to have fun in the fields, at least he is free.
But when it comes to reality, we find that ideals are full and reality is very skinny. This is definitely a large-scale "digging and digging" scene.
Not only is it exposed to the wind and sun, it also puts a great test on a person's physical fitness.
Some people speculated that they might find gold ingots, while others timidly asked whether they might find white bones.
Shang Fuyan told them: "You won't have the chance to come into contact with these unless you have some experience."
Song Chi got excited when he heard this and said loudly, "Professor, can I work on my own in the future?"
"A pair of bracelets as a reward."
Instantly, there was silence for a few seconds, followed by bursts of laughter.
Everyone then realized that if they worked alone, wouldn't they have to become tomb robbers?
They study archaeology in order to discover history, explore history, and make contributions to human historical civilization.
Instead of digging up people's graves and robbing other people's ancestral graves.
Therefore, Song Chi gave up the idea of working alone. He just did what he was supposed to do in the future and would never do anything despicable.
Several hours passed.
Song Chi unexpectedly discovered that Shang Fuyan often hit his lower back with his hands. This probably shouldn't work, right?
When it was time for a break, Song Chi walked over in a pretentious manner and said, "Professor, there is a saying that I wonder if you have heard before."
Shang Fuyan glanced at him and said, "Speak."
"A good waist is the best gift for a man."
"Then what?"
Song Chi thought for a moment and continued, "It's like a mortise and tenon. Only when they fit together perfectly can the house be stable."
"You're wasting your talent. You should study architecture, or home design and engineering."
Song Chi could tell that this was a trick on him, but he was not annoyed. "My sister asked me to sign up for archaeology, so I came here."
Hearing this, Shang Fuyan became interested, "What did she say to you?"
Song Chi smiled slightly and started singing, "I won't tell you, I won't tell you, I won't tell you..."
Following the singing, Song Chi walked away with extremely happy and ostentatious steps.
Looking from behind, he really looked like a green dragon with a tail. Shang Fuyan wanted to chop him with a knife.
When it came to the afternoon practice.
Song Chi often received strange looks from men, which made him tremble in his heart. Was the professor going to cause trouble?
In fact, his sixth sense has always been accurate, almost ridiculously accurate.
Whenever there was any dirty or tiring work, Shang Fuyan would specifically ask him to do it, calling him the "pathfinder".
Song Chi was almost about to curse the national quintessence, but his good upbringing told him that he must endure it even if he couldn't.
It was obvious that Shang Fuyan felt comfortable. He was even leisurely drinking water from a blue thermos cup in the sunshine.
Song Chi rolled his eyes and waited for the right moment to sneak over. "Professor, you're starting to take care of your health now! Did you put wolfberries and American ginseng in your thermos?"
The man didn't answer, but glanced at him calmly, "If you have the time to spare, why don't you finish the homework I assigned you?"
"Professor, you don't have to scare me with this. I wasn't brought up to be scared."
After hearing this, Shang Fuyan's lips curled up slightly, "I don't mind talking to uncle about your performance in school. I'm sure Seven Wolves miss you very much."
"You, you, you...why does my sister tell you everything?"
"Not only did your sister tell me that, she also asked me to discipline you."
The last three words were spoken very slowly.
At this moment, Song Chi has already anticipated that his future study career will not be as easy as before.
Song Chi felt like he had fallen into a pit that had been dug in advance, but he was unable to find any evidence.
In the evening, Song Chi couldn't help but send a message to Song Xi. He wanted to complain first to see who his sister would side with.
"Sis, if your boyfriend bullies me, who will you side with?"
"Is there any need to ask? He must be my boyfriend."
"Am I still your brother? How could you team up with him to bully the weak me?"
"You are 1.86 meters tall, and you are complaining to me about your grievances. Is that reasonable?"
"How can this be so outrageous? After all, I am still a human cub!"
When Song Xi saw this sentence, he sighed helplessly. He is really a child who never grows up.
It seems that it is very necessary to communicate with Shang Fuyan in advance.
With his ability, he can definitely suppress Song Chi who just wants to be lazy and play tricks.
Seeing that Song Xi had not replied, Song Chi sent the secretly taken photo to him again, with a short text: "The professor may not be well. He has been drinking from the thermos all day. I suspect that it contains wolfberry and American ginseng."
After reading it, Song Xi called directly, "I gave the thermos cup as a gift, and the wolfberries were given by the seller. Why do you have any objections?"
"How dare I have any objection, little brother?"
"There, listen carefully to the professor. Otherwise, I will report your true movements to my uncle."
Song Chi had no choice but to agree. It turned out that he was the outsider...
Every evening, it was the time for the two to communicate. As usual, they started a video call.
In the picture, Song Xi is wearing a pastel pink suspender pajamas and a snapper headband on her head, looking playful and cute.
This makes men feel a little distracted, as they can see the woman but cannot hug her.
Song Xi asked him, "What's wrong with your waist?"
Shang Fuyan knew that someone must have informed on the matter.
You don't have to guess who it is. There's no one else to think of except my brother-in-law.
The man admitted truthfully, "Maybe it hurts a little."
When Song Xi heard this, he didn't know what to feel. His waist was really not good. Could it be that as his brother said, he was not very good?
After thinking about it, she asked again: "What's in your thermos?"
It turned out to be - chrysanthemum.
Song Xi knew that this chrysanthemum tea had the effects of clearing the liver, improving eyesight, reducing fire and calming the liver. She had drunk it before.
At this time, the man's words came into my ears, "Song Chi reported to you, what else did he say?"
"He said that your waist...is not in good condition."
Shang Fuyan laughed softly, "He hasn't even tried it, so how does he know that my waist is not in good condition?"
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