Chapter 87: Killer Female Student VS Scumbag Professor 5
"oh."
Quan Jiu took back his phone and unlocked it, and a crazy and eye-catching photo of her came into view.
The protagonist in the photo is still Shen Qingze.
The man was pressed on the bed, his head buried in the quilt, his hands tied behind his back, and a tear in the corner of his eye.
Behind him, another person stood sternly, holding a small whip.
Quan Jiu: “…”
So this is the picture Shen Qingze saw just now? !
Then he just asked her if she liked it?
What else did he say?
That she has good aesthetic taste?
What the hell is good aesthetics?
Does he also approve of the content of this picture?
Thunder roared through his heart, and Quan Jiu silently put away his phone in front of Shen Qingze.
Shen Qingze watched her put away her phone, then returned to the podium and continued his lecture. The man looked indifferent, as if the little episode just now had not caused him any disturbance.
…
[Find a ghostwriter, 50 yuan]
After Quan Jiu sent this message, many people in the group added her as a friend.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, she successfully brought her notebook to Shen Qingze's office.
On the first floor, before she reached the office door, she saw a figure standing in the corridor from a distance.
Shen Qingze was staring at a certain spot in the flower bed, in a daze, and didn't even notice her arrival.
Quan Jiu walked closer and saw a black cat next to the flower bed, with a flapping bird under its paws.
The bird was obviously injured and its body was covered in blood. After struggling for a while, it lay completely motionless on the ground.
The prey stopped moving, and the black cat suddenly felt bored. It left the bird behind and ran away.
Quan Jiu withdrew his gaze.
Survival of the fittest, this scene is just a hunting in nature.
But just as she took a step, she saw the man who was watching the show just now walking towards the dying bird.
Shen Qingze squatted down beside the bird, and gently stroked its body with his right hand, a drop of blood stained his jade-like fingertips...
A breeze blew by, and from Quan Jiu's perspective, he could just see Shen Qingze's current expression.
The man stared intently at the bleeding wound, watching the warm blood flow out of the bird's body. The heat and fascination in his eyes almost overflowed from his eyes, like a loyal believer who finally saw what he longed for...
Love.
crazy.
Obsession.
She saw these emotions in his eyes.
"madman……"
Quanjiu made an evaluation.
The sick and crazy man in front of him was nothing like the elegant professor who was so graceful at the podium that morning.
She suddenly remembered that on the first day she came here, Shen Qingze also stared at the original owner's "corpse" with the same burning gaze...
What was he thinking at that time?
Are you thinking about how to disembowel her...
Just like the little bird on the ground.
“Wow…”
Some birds flew over the branches, flapped their wings, and flew over Quan Jiu's head.
Immersed in desire, Shen Qingze turned around sharply and saw Quan Jiu standing there.
He paused holding the bird's body, his cold eyes narrowed slightly.
Quan Jiu noticed that the blood on his five fingertips was still flowing...
Shen Qingze stood up calmly, buried the bird in the flower bed beside him, and smiled elegantly at Quan Jiu:
"Here I am."
He took out a snow-white handkerchief from his suit jacket and slowly wiped the blood from his fingertips. His whole body was gentle and harmless, and he became the Professor Shen praised by all students.
"Shen Jiao, teach."
Quan Jiu pretended nothing had happened, walked over and handed him the notebook.
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