Even if your reputation has changed now, if you want to bully my sister, you'll have to get past me first!
But before Jiang Lingdan could prepare for her unleashing her full power, she saw Zuo Baixuan, who was looking towards the door, suddenly blush.
Jiang Lingdan frowned slightly, thinking to herself that this sister was too spineless. She turned around and was immediately silenced by the beauty of Luan Yenan standing at the door.
I even have a slight urge to ask Zuo Baixuan: Sister, how did you manage not to lay a hand on this person while living under the same roof?
But the questioning look was quickly repelled by Zuo Baixuan's eye roll, and he held back for a while before turning away.
"You still have the nerve to ask? Didn't you know your wife didn't come home last night? Didn't you know she changed her clothes in her dorm this morning? When you dress yourself up so meticulously, did you ever think about her?"
Luan Yenan happened to walk to the side of the computer desk and could see Zuo Baixuan's whole body.
She wore a black T-shirt and a white pleated skirt, paired with white sneakers. Strangely, the outfit actually suited her quite well.
Zuo Baixuan felt uncomfortable under the gaze and pulled her legs further under the seat.
Just then, other students walked in.
The moment she saw Luan Yennan, her eyes were filled with a mixture of amazement and shock. She hurriedly searched for an appropriate way to address him: "Luan...Teacher Luan..."
Given their status as visiting professors, they should be allowed to choose a more senior way of addressing them.
The presence of other students actually gave Zuo Baixuan more confidence.
Seeing that Luan Yenan didn't respond to the students, he cleared his throat and looked at her: "Teacher Luan, they're calling you."
Zuo Baixuan and Luan Yenan's eyes met.
Luan Yenan looked her over with a smile, knowing that the innocent girl was determined to stay within the project team and maintain the "teacher-student relationship" she had established at school.
Zuo Baixuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Luan Yenan, wanting to see how she would react.
"Hmm," Luan Yenan replied casually.
They didn't see anyone else and kept staring at Zuo Baixuan, so the students weren't sure if the "hmm" was directed at them or Zuo Baixuan, and could only leave in a hurry.
"Zuo, you worked so hard taking care of me yesterday, and I even made you rush back to school to change clothes today. So I brought you this jewelry as an apology." Luan Yenan said as he walked towards Zuo Baixuan.
In a single sentence, the "teacher-student relationship" was effectively sealed off, yet it somehow transformed into a romantic, wife-wife dynamic.
How can a visiting professor and the students be considered true teachers and students if they don't have a genuine educational relationship? Moreover, these two are a real couple, and the ambiguous tone in their voices made all the students want to scream for help.
The sight of two beautiful women together is so pleasing to the eye.
Zuo Baixuan subconsciously shrank back and turned around, not wanting to have any more direct contact with Luan Yenan.
However, the cheap chair beneath him was gently pulled, rubbing against the marble floor, and was ostentatiously straightened by Luan Ye Nan.
Zuo Baixuan was forced to look at Luan Yenan, and she couldn't look away.
Luan Yenan bent down, her beautiful hair falling gently to the right.
The loose shirt hung loosely, revealing her collarbone at the neckline; a single mole was enough to draw attention.
The cyclone drifted in mid-air, accompanied by Luan Yenan's soft laughter.
Zuo Baixuan hurriedly looked away, but her gaze finally fell on the butterfly earring on Luan Yenan's left ear. The fluttering little butterfly was the most interesting design among the styles she had chosen yesterday.
At this moment, the same style right earring appeared in Luan Yenan's hand.
Zuo Baixuan suddenly felt a chill on her earlobe.
Luan Yenan's cool fingers pinched her burning ear.
"I don't have pierced ears." Zuo Baixuan lifted her eyelids and looked at Luan Yennan, as if to declare that her wishful thinking had backfired.
Luan Yenan raised the corners of his mouth, a hint of wickedness and smugness in his eyes, as the butterfly in his hand fluttered up.
Zuo Baixuan followed the butterfly's gaze.
Is it a clip-on earring?
Zuo Baixuan remembered that Luan Yenan clearly said he really liked this style when he was choosing it. She also took a closer look at it at the time, and it turned out that both of them were stud earrings.
Could it be that they changed the restaurant while I and Secretary Zhang were choosing one?
Seeing that Luan Yenan was well-prepared, Zuo Baixuan had nothing to say and let her clip the same little butterfly to her ear.
But how could she know that her outfit would suit her today?
She searched for a long time to find this outfit. It's from a low-key, affordable niche brand, but it's simple yet stylish. The little butterfly detail is passable, but it might not match a more understated outfit.
"I always said your earlobes are adorable, and they would look even better with accessories." You look good in anything.
Luan Yenan's fingertips traced a circle around Zuo Baixuan's earlobe, then moved along the direction of her earlobe and earring.
Zuo Baixuan seemed to hear the gentle flapping of butterfly wings, wondering where a tornado might be stirred up by it.
Jiang Lingdan stood to the side, covering her mouth and face, realizing she must have been blind to think this was bullying.
This is clearly a counter-offer!
It was right outside this office that Luan Yenan said in front of everyone that Zuo Baixuan's earlobes were beautiful and that he wanted to buy her jewelry.
And that's how I bought it!
Sure enough, the other students also clearly remembered this scene, and they were stunned.
When Jiang Lingdan saw Chen Huanyu come in from outside, she grabbed her and slammed her arm against her arm.
You want to know how Luan Yenan differs from the rumors, and what kind of person he really is? Take a look for yourself, take a look for yourself!
Chen Huanyu remained silent, and the blush that had finally faded returned to her ears.
...
In the subsequent group meeting, Luan Yenan did not make things difficult for Zuo Baixuan anymore. He focused on the meeting, offered several guiding directions, and discussed them with Professor Chen. He really had the demeanor of "Teacher Luan".
But the butterfly hanging on my left ear flutters from time to time, which is always a bit of a distraction.
After the meeting, Zuo Baixuan, who had a class scheduled for the evening that had been temporarily rescheduled, said goodbye to Luan Yenan before leaving.
Luan Yenan didn't try to stop her, and just watched her leave with Jiang Lingdan like a butterfly that couldn't be caught.
When Jiang Lingdan left, she pulled Chen Huanyu along and said earnestly, "Senior, you're too thin. You need to eat properly for dinner. Come on, we'll take you to eat something delicious."
The only one left behind was Luan Yenan, who was also very thin.
Luan Yenan wasn't angry and nodded slightly to Chen Huanyu.
Chen Huanyu did not respond or struggle, and was pulled away by Jiang Lingdan.
Luan Yenan had a lot to do. He drove around for a while and didn't get home until after eight o'clock. Without resting, he changed into a sports vest and sports shorts and went into the renovated gym.
In her past life, she had a habit of exercising after work.
The increased blood flow and dopamine secretion resulting from exercise boost metabolism, which not only strengthens the body but also helps the brain to make better adjustments.
She stepped onto the treadmill, played some light music, and cleared her mind.
By the time Zuo Baixuan returned home after class, Luan Yenan had already been running for a long time.
When Zuo Baixuan walked outside the gym, she saw Luan Yenan running at a pace on the treadmill. He seemed to be running quite easily, but glistening beads of sweat ran down his back along the muscle lines of his spine.
Zuo Baixuan had seen this back before.
Looking at it from a different perspective and angle reveals a completely different view.
I don't know how long I watched it.
Luan Yenan chuckled softly on the treadmill, his breathing becoming erratic.
Zuo Baixuan took a step back.
"Would you like to come in and work out with me for a while? You can use the elliptical machine and the exercise bike." Luan Yenan had his back to Zuo Baixuan and didn't turn around, but just looked out the door through the mirror of the floor-to-ceiling window.
Zuo Baixuan stopped in her tracks.
Why did I instinctively want to run away? I just wanted to return the butterfly ear clip to Luan Yenan.
"No, I'm here to return your ear clips."
"No need to pay it back. In the near future, there may be more people like Wen Qing. Wearing this will help me deal with a large portion of them."
Luan Yenan slowed down the treadmill, took a step back, and finally stopped and got off the machine.
She picked up a towel hanging nearby and wiped her cheeks.
Because of exercise, she tied all her hair up on top of her head into a ponytail, which made her look very youthful and energetic.
My face flushed from the exercise, a feeling completely different from usual.
Seeing that the person's expression held no hint of boasting or narcissism, Zuo Baixuan was certain she was serious and withdrew her ear clip. She nodded businesslike, "Understood. If there's nothing else, I'll head back to my room."
"Wait, something's up." Luan Yenan draped a towel over his shoulders, leaned against the door, and called out to Zuo Baixuan.
Zuo Baixuan turned around and looked straight at her.
Luan Yenan slightly raised his eyebrows.
Does the little white flower's expression mean she's mentally prepared to face me?
"What is it?" As expected, Zuo Baixuan's voice was very calm when she answered.
Luan Yenan gestured towards the living room with his lip: "When I came back, I noticed something. There seems to be a pheromone scent on this wool carpet in the living room."
Whoosh!
Luan Yenan's insightful question made her smugly notice Zuo Baixuan adjusting her complexion. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips, but she quickly suppressed it.
"Yes, you were feeling cold all over when you were unconscious yesterday, so I dragged you onto the carpet. It's just pheromones in the living room; running the ventilation system overnight will be fine." Zuo Baixuan's condition was much better than in the morning, and her answer was quite natural.
"Oh, is that so? Did you bump your mouth somewhere too? It's still not healed." Luan Yenan reached out to touch Zuo Baixuan's lips.
"If you're too embarrassed to do this, why don't you have a conscience and give me a raise, Boss Luan?" Zuo Baixuan dodged Luan Yenan's hand and instead poked her fingers at Luan Yenan's collarbone to keep their distance.
“Great, a raise! How much do you think would be appropriate for the position of boss’s wife?” Luan Yenan couldn’t suppress his smile.
Zuo Baixuan knew that Luan Yenan was just being mischievous, so she deliberately replied, "If you make jokes like this again, be careful, I'll run off with all your assets and make you bankrupt, Boss Luan."
"Oh, is that so? Then I won't pay you a salary, boss lady." Luan Yenan's narrow eyes smiled, her gaze clear and bright.
Dopamine does indeed make people relax quickly.
A note from the author:
Dr. Luan, left patient