Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 495 Cat-Eared Teenage Idol vs. Draft Group’s Favorite Little Salted Fish 46
She was not so nervous when she published a paper in SCI for the first time!

Anyway, I have to say goodbye, she will go home after finishing her work, and Shen Qingzhuo can't go to her house to arrest her, she can only suffer from being dumb.

Jiang Li'an comforted himself so much, and ran away after posting the things, carefully closed the door, looked back, and confirmed that the room was the same as when he first came in, except for an extra post-it note.

--Perfect!
The door is closed.

A gust of drafts blew past, and the left corner of the post-it note that was quietly pasted on the pure black cup fluttered, and the frosty moonlight just shone on it, reflecting the owner's flamboyant and arrogant handwriting.

The plush ball started rolling again.

Jiang Li'an was in a hurry to leave, for fear that she would bump into Shen Qingzhuo here, that was the real death scene, she could almost imagine the look in that person's eyes when he found her, and then said something mockingly.

Why, peeking at other people kissing can't satisfy you anymore, so come to the male tutor's dormitory?

This kind of beating and rambunctious words can definitely come out of Shen Qingzhuo's mouth.

After Jiang Li'an returned the bucket to its original owner, she sneakily searched for a safe passage. She dared not take the elevator, what if she bumped into Shen Qingzhuo.

She walked in a hurry, didn't see anyone around the corner, and bumped into a cold and hard chest without warning!
At that moment, Jiang Li'an's heart skipped a beat, then he became cold for a while, wandering between despair and hope.

There is a faint scent of agarwood lingering in the breath, like the smell of shower gel and perfume, with a little bit of damp breath.

"Jiang Li'an?"

A clear voice that was completely different from Shen Qingzhuo's sounded, Jiang Li'an raised his head, and the first thing he saw was the protruding Adam's apple on his neck. Looking up, as expected, it was a cold and warm face.

He should have just taken a shower, his body was still damp, and the ends of his hair were still dripping with water. His shirt buttons were not fastened to the top, and two of them were undone.

Taking a shower so early?

Such a thought flashed through Jiang Li'an's head, but she didn't have time to catch it, and her tense heart relaxed heavily. She exhaled, never felt that the world was so beautiful.

"Talk about the mentor! It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Even his tone was three points more sincere than usual.

"..."

Tan Junxi looked around and was silent for two seconds. He didn't feel lucky to meet him. He looked down at the girl in front of him. She was probably a little anxious. She ran out of nowhere. Her fair skin was light crimson. Those peach blossom eyes looked at him with a smile.

Tan Junxi's mind moved slightly, as if he had been bewitched, he always felt that a piece of his heart had been plucked by the strings.

He restrained his urge to touch those eyes, or even to see those eyes glowing red and weeping. He raised his hand and loosened his neckline, with a gentle face, and asked a little funny, "Nice to meet you?" This?"

The distance between the two was a little close, and she subconsciously took half a step back, always feeling that Tan Junxi seemed to be different from usual, with an inexplicable laziness and satisfaction all over her body.

That feeling, even the Adam's apple that rolls when he speaks, has a sexy taste, and Mizusawa twists and turns wet traces and slides across the skin, making people want to tear off his non-sticky surface.

There is aggression that belongs to men.

Jiang Li'an blinked and said vaguely, "Oh... I... I actually..."

After thinking about it for a long time, she finally found a definite reason: "I actually asked you for an autograph!"

The news of trespassing on the male tutor's dormitory got out, and Jiang Li'an I's fame was ruined. She had an inspiration and found a reliable reason for herself. She nodded affirmatively when she met Tan Junxi's gaze.

"I didn't think I was going to leave soon, and I wanted an autograph as a souvenir, so I came here."

These eyes are clean enough to see the bottom.

Naturally, Tan Junxi could tell whether she was telling the truth or lying, but she followed her words in a strange way, with a half-sarcasm in her voice, and a low and hoarse voice: "Do you like me?"

The articulation is a little light, like a feather brushing the bottom of my heart.

Jiang Li'an was stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling a little weird, but couldn't say anything, looking at those bottomless eyes, he didn't speak immediately.

Tan Junxi added it naturally, as if the weird moment just now was just Jiang Li'an's illusion: "Are you a fan?"

"Ah yes yes yes."

He told a lie, and he would have to use countless lies to cover it up. Jiang Li'an was still in a hurry to leave, but he admitted it bravely, and laughed: "I know that you definitely don't have time to sign the tutor..."

"Have time."

"I'll go first—huh??"

"I have time." Tan Junxi repeated again and asked, "Have you brought a pen and paper?"

"...no pen."

"Then you wait."

"Do not……"

Jiang Li'an tried to struggle, but the man had already walked towards the dormitory.

She looked up at the sky with nothing to love, so she had to scratch the wall and wait for Tan Junxi to come back.

Tan Junxi quickly brought over a pen, and when he came back, he happened to see the little girl standing in the corner who was a little sulky, with a puffy face, counting the grids on the corridor floor in boredom.

And a little childish pride.

This kind of temperament can easily make people have the desire to destroy.

Crush it inch by inch.

Tan Junxi's footsteps stopped for no reason, and he stood there, looking from top to bottom, looking carefully at Jiang Li'an, not letting go of every inch of skin.

Between the night and the bright lights outside the corridor window, he stood at the junction of light and dark, and the expression on his face was a little unclear.

Jiang Li'an raised his head and looked at him.

"Okay." Tan Junxi wrote his name on the autographed photo, holding the pen in a beautiful posture.

Jiang Li'an looked at him, but suddenly remembered a training evening one day, just after dancing, everyone was sitting on the ground to rest, only that one was leaning on the chair coldly.

There is a silent sense of rejection and alienation in my body, I don’t take the initiative to talk to anyone, I occasionally raise my head to answer the questions of the trainees, and then sit in the shadow of the dusk to write lyrics and music.

The side face is closed in the light.

For a moment, Jiang Li'an unintentionally glanced at the boy, and had to admit that Shen Qingzhuo was very good-looking.

He was the prettiest person she had ever seen.

"Thinking about others in front of me?" The gentle voice pulled her back to reality, her thin lips curled up into a smile that seemed genuine and fake, "Are you going to take off your fans in the next second?"

Jiang Li'an recovered from his trance, and awkwardly took the signature from Tan Junxi's hand: "No...my fan is still alive!"

"Are you thinking about Shen Qingzhuo?" Tan Junxi asked abruptly.

This sentence is a bit abrupt, and because they are not familiar with each other, it is a bit presumptuous.

Jiang Li'an frowned.

Without embarrassing her, Tan Junxi casually brought up the topic: "Do you want to stay in the program group?"

A question without foreshadowing.

Jiang Li'an's heart was full of alarm bells, and he didn't even think about it: "No!!"

Tan Junxi raised his eyebrows.

The girl's expression didn't seem to be fake: "Talk about the teacher, you'd better let me go, I really want to go home and eat mooncakes."

After Jiang Li'an left, he managed to find a safe passage, only to find that there was a sign saying it was being repaired, so he had to go to the elevator.

After such a long time, it should be fine, right?

She pressed the button to go downstairs, but didn't notice the message from Lu Chi a minute ago.

[I tried my best. ]
[The Zhuo God has gone upstairs! ]
[You run! ! ! ]
(End of this chapter)