Chapter 480: Self-denial and righteousness, the voice-controlled professor fell in love online with his neighbor, the widow who killed her husband (20)
In the picture, the man's hand is holding the bottom of the pen with his two fingertips.
Light blue, slightly thick blood vessels can be seen faintly under the pure white skin.
The oblique angle captures the entire wrist to the end of the index finger, which is slender and beautiful, with slightly protruding joints, and a good grip on the pen.
Lin Muqing was familiar with the place and inevitably thought of some restricted scenes in his mind.
Her cheeks turned a little red, and her whiteness was rosy. She blinked and pressed her eyes for a long time.
Yu Bai: I like it, I saved it
Zhuang Ninghe felt that she was more outspoken than himself.
No Wind: Then sleep
Yu Bai: Good night
Lin Muqing lay on the bed with her long legs curled up. She turned around and saw her rolled up skirt. She became naughty again and sat up with her knees crossed.
Yu Bai: My
Yu Bai: [Picture]
Before Zhuang Ninghe clicked it, he thought it was something white and purple, but after clicking it.
It seemed to be the hem of a nightgown. The purple fabric covered half of the knees and was pressed down by a jade-white hand. Below was half of the white and tender calf, which seemed to tempt people to explore.
Obviously not revealing, but...
He quickly zoomed out the picture and looked out the window at the lighted room.
His body moved slightly and he changed his sitting position without making a sound.
He is obviously studying medicine, so why can't he just face these things squarely?
Maybe it's because I like her, she's different from others, so I will act like an ordinary man.
Fortunately, she won't know.
No wind: Remember to cover yourself with a blanket when you sleep
No wind: Good night
He had no peace that night.
After Zhuang Ninghe took another shower, he lay back on the bed.
He secretly read their chat history twice again, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously again.
*
Lin Muqing was looking forward to the pursuit he mentioned.
What Zhuang Ninghe said about pursuing her seemed to be no different from their previous chats. The difference was that he was more straightforward in expressing his concern.
It won't be awkward, just ask her directly how she feels.
I also made study plans for her in various subjects and cared about her future.
She wanted to say it was not necessary, for fear of wasting too much of his time.
But she had set up the character of an ordinary student at the beginning, so there was nothing she could do. She could only get a high score in the final exam so that he would not have to spend too much time on her studies next year.
And after that day, I asked her for the address where I could send the gift.
Limited edition high-quality dolls. Many of the beautiful dolls are obviously carefully selected rather than just bought casually.
There were also some small jewelry for girls, not expensive, and he also gave her all his high school notebooks.
She would also give him similar gifts, and they would reciprocate.
He sent me flowers three times, once as fresh red roses, and twice as dried flowers he made himself, blue roses and white camellias.
He said that he liked white camellia very much and had a natural liking for it since he was a child, and asked her if she liked it.
Of course Lin Muqing liked it, as it was a token of their love.
Maybe he happened to see her throwing away the dried flowers that day.
So we process it and send it to you directly.
The dried flowers are placed in the picture frame and they remain beautiful after being kept for a long time.
He said: I am a medical student and don’t have much artistic talent, I just hope you can feel my love for me.
The holidays were approaching and he became very busy, so she wouldn't bother him all the time.
Until winter break.
Finally not so busy anymore.
…
End of January.
In the early morning, the cool breeze and warm sunshine blend together on the snow-covered road.
Lin Muqing didn't get up until nine o'clock, and there was a message from him on her mobile phone.
No wind: Good morning
Wufeng: I have a lot of work today, so I may not see your message. You can tell me first and I will reply to you one by one when I see it.
Yu Bai: I'm staying at home today to record a radio show, nothing else to do
Yu Bai: You said you were pursuing me, but you didn’t even tell me your name. Are you afraid that I would come looking for you?
Lin Muqing felt that it was about time.
11 o'clock noon.
She has been alone most of the time recently and feels a little lonely when she is quiet.
She left home to eat at a restaurant in a nearby shopping mall.
After dinner, I went to the supermarket to buy some daily necessities, and then went to a library to read financial books for the whole afternoon.
…
It’s around six in the evening.
Zhuang Ninghe performed surgery for most of the day, and as soon as he came out of the operating room, he was invited by the dean to go to the office.
The dean just watched the video of the operation and was filled with admiration and respect. Let's discuss the process.
"Professor Zhuang, you've worked hard. Have a cup of tea."
"Thank you." Zhuang Ninghe took out his cell phone, scanned it, and put it away.
The dean asked, "Would you like to have dinner together tonight? Let's talk about your father's company's new drug..."
"There are still some things at school. It will be more convenient to contact my dad directly on another day." Zhuang Ninghe looked at a card and smiled lightly, "Contact the dean directly and tell me my name."
“Okay, okay, okay.” The dean took it with both hands. He wanted a more favorable price, but the people under him couldn’t make the decision, so he mentioned it. He didn’t expect Zhuang Ninghe to be so generous.
After drinking tea, Zhuang Ninghe sat for a while to explain the patient's follow-up treatment and then left the hospital.
I replied to her after returning to the car.
Wu Feng: I will tell you my name later. My name contains the character Ning.
She replied immediately, with a voice message.
Yu Bai: [Voice]
She called "Aning" softly in his favorite voice, with her tongue rolled, so softly that it sounded more like the whispers between lovers.
How can it be so touching?
Zhuang Ninghe's finger bones that were gripping the steering wheel tightened, and the joints were clearly protruding, which showed that the impact was very great.
He ordered again.
"Aning" This time he seemed to hear a smile.
Zhuang Ninghe wanted to make a phone call at this time.
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