Quick Transmigration: The Scheming Beauty is Seductive and Wild

Chapter 114 Active and Passive

Looking at the chain, Rong Jing's heartbeat skipped a few beats in shock. When Su Luo wasn't paying attention, he tiptoed back to the room.

In the darkness, he stared at the ceiling, unable to recover for a long time. The next second, Rong Jing jumped out of bed and sat in front of the table. He turned on the lamp, took out a pen and paper, and started calculating.

In the second half of the night, the light was always on in the guest room on the first floor. The moonlight crept from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, and dense mathematical formulas and physical equations appeared on the paper.

The man's brows were furrowed, his face serious, and his dark pupils behind his spectacles were as dark and deep as a bottomless black hole.

He didn't stop until a blood-red skylight jumped out from the horizon and shone into the bedroom window, making Rong Jing narrow his eyes.

The hand holding the pen had completely lost all feeling. The pen slipped uncontrollably from between the fingers and rolled onto the table.

Rong Jing rubbed his face, took a bath towel and entered the bathroom after a long while.

Under the shower, he stood staring into space for a while before pressing the switch.

Gradually, the mirror surface was covered with mist, and the hot water sprayed on his skin, causing shivers, and completely awakening his consciousness.

The education system I have received in the past 30 years has been overturned, although I don’t know why things will appear now five years later.

But at this moment, Rong Jing realized two things very clearly.

First, he used to think it was a dream, but now it seems that it is most likely something that will happen in the future, although he does not know whether it is due to the sixth sense produced by the brain nerves or metaphysics.

Second, Xiaoluo also entered the dreamland.

Rong Jing reached out and wiped the mirror, which reflected his slightly tired but astonishingly bright black eyes.

It turned out that the embarrassment in her eyes before was not because of that incident, but because of dreaming about him...

...shy?

Thinking of this, the corners of Rong Jing's mouth raised uncontrollably, and the man's expression of pride and joy appeared in the mirror. Rong Jing quickly stiffened his face when he saw it, but his heart was throbbing.

He's so old...it's true.

Rong Jing came out wearing a bath towel, opened the closet and reached in. After a pause, he passed by the rows of decent white shirts and finally landed on a light pink one.

It was a birthday present that someone gave him a year ago, and he kept putting it away because he disliked it for being undignified.

However, today, he suddenly felt that the pink and tender color suited his current state of mind.

Before he had time to delve into the cause behind it, Rong Jing changed his clothes and went downstairs. Then, he found that Su Luo hadn't slept in for the first time and was making breakfast.

In the kitchen, the girl lowered her eyes, fiddled with a wooden spatula in her hand, and was frying eggs.

The exhaust hood was open, making a buzzing sound. The gas stove was turned on a little too high, and not much oil was put in. The egg whites gradually tended to stick to the pan. Su Luo quickly turned over, and her movements were strange. Very skilled.

"morning."

Behind her, a man's deep and sweet voice sounded, startling her.

She turned her head suddenly, her eyes met his and immediately moved away, Ruyu's earlobes turning pink.

Rong Jing was startled, he didn't expect her to react so strongly, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Let me do it."

After saying that, Rong Jing planned to take the shovel, but Su Luo avoided him unexpectedly.

She blushed slightly, glanced at him and quickly turned away, her voice soft:

"No, I'll do it myself."

Rong Jing glanced at her, turned down the heat a little and withdrew his hand, but did not leave, just stood beside her.

Xiaoluo... is she shy?

With this idea in mind, Rong Jing began to observe her intentionally or unintentionally, and found that whenever she met his gaze, Su Luo was like a frightened white rabbit, looking cute but not daring to look at him.

Those little eyes, so soft, made Rong Jing feel itchy in her heart.

Seeing that it was almost done, Su Luo turned off the fire, took out the toasted bread slices from the bread machine, and put eggs, bacon, lettuce leaves, and tomato slices in order.

Wrap in plastic wrap and press tightly, then slowly cut open with a table knife.

The cross-sections are neatly cut, and the colorful colors of the ingredients are superimposed on each other, making it nutritious and exquisite.

Su Luo nodded with satisfaction, brought two plates to the table, and poured two more glasses of milk. When she raised her head, she met the man's smiling gaze.

She quickly pretended to be timid and ready to speak, with conflict and panic intertwined on her face, and her voice was almost inaudible:

"I didn't make it specially for you, I just... I came across it while I was watching short videos, and I just wanted to try it..."

This intermittent way of speaking can give people the illusion that there is no silver 300 taels in this place.

As a result, Rong Jing instantly understood the girl's duplicity. He felt inexplicably sweet and took a big bite.

The eggs were a little burnt, the lettuce was soft, and there was salad dressing that he never ate in the sandwich. The overall feeling was not very delicious, but Rong Jing looked satisfied after eating, and showed an encouraging look:

"not bad."

There was only the sound of tableware clattering in the restaurant. Rong Jing was chewing in his mouth and secretly glanced at Su Luo from the corner of his eye.

She usually watches videos while eating, but today, she was uncharacteristically quiet. Even though she was almost done eating, she did not get off the table, but stared at him in a daze.

Realizing that she was staring at him secretly, Rong Jing took a sip of milk and suppressed the urge to look back, feeling so beautiful that she was bubbling in her heart.

Once he looked over, she would look away again. For no reason, he just wanted her to look at him for a while.

"Rongjing..."

"what happened?"

Realizing that she didn't use the honorific, Rong Jing's heart moved and he looked at her expectantly. He saw her face was blushing with embarrassment. She looked to the left, then to the right, but didn't look at him. She even fiddled with her hair unconsciously with her hands. .

Seeing her nervous look made Rong Jing's heart twitch.

His face was still calm, and he took out a piece of paper to wipe the corner of his lower lip, without urging, he waited patiently for her to speak.

I was afraid that if I interrupted her, she would stop talking.

After a while, the girl's hesitant voice came to my ears:

"Actually... she's actually a friend of mine. As for her, she encountered something strange recently."

"Oh my friend..."

Rong Jing lowered his eyes, hiding the smile in his eyes, and continued to listen.

"Yes, she had a dream recently... Forget it, I'd better not say it. You are a professor of physics, so you must think this is nonsense and boring, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Rong Jing suddenly raised his head, his eyes were amazingly bright:
"No, just say it."

Realizing his gaffe, he added:
"After all, the world is a big place and full of wonders."

Su Luo was secretly amused, pretending to be distressed on her face. She took a deep breath and looked like she had finally mustered up the courage:

"My friend had a real dream, so real that she felt like she had a glimpse of the future..."

"……I see."

Rong Jing nodded with a serious face, capturing the sense of surprise he felt after hearing strange stories for the first time.

However, his acting skills were not good, a bit too much, and the expression on his face was a bit funny. Su Luo almost broke her guard when she saw it. She coughed lightly, adjusted her mood, and continued:

“After she woke up, she originally thought it was just a dream, but the dream was so vivid that she remembered all the scenes in the dream.

Every scene, every person, everything that happened, and... all the details. "

Su Luo glanced over with a pair of clear eyes, which made Rong Jing's scalp numb and his Adam's apple rolled:
"All the details..."

Su Luo nodded, her eyes gradually showed a look of shock, mixed with a hint of trance:
"Tell me, are dreams the opposite? Am I...ah, no, it's my friend. Shouldn't she just believe it?"

Rong Jing nodded unconsciously, and the next second, he shook his head violently and said seriously:

"That's not necessarily true. Although science is advanced at present, it does not mean that things beyond cognition do not exist.

Xiaoluo, we must always maintain a heart of awe.Be brave enough to believe and don’t deny it easily. "

Be brave enough to believe in things that are beyond the scope of science?
Rongjing, what about your professional beliefs?

A trace of shame slipped through his heart, but it was fleeting. For some reason, he subconsciously wanted to convince Su Luo that the dream was true.

"Yes, that makes sense." Su Luo pretended to be gradually accepting the facts and stopped talking.

After waiting for a long time, without getting the question he was most concerned about, Rong Jing finally couldn't bear it any longer and took the initiative to ask:
"Then you still... I mean, does your friend remember any impressive details?"

After saying that, Rong Jing stared at Su Luo's micro-expression for a moment.

A touch of pink was creeping up the girl's cheeks bit by bit at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"She, she was kissed by a man...still...still..."

Su Luo never said what else she had done, as if she was ashamed to say it, but Rong Jing had already thought of a certain scene.

He suddenly thought, knowing that he couldn't push her too hard, so he changed his angle and continued to test:

"What kind of man is he?"

Su Luo gave him a quick glare, her eyes erratic, and it took her a long time to hold back a few words:

"A good man."

nice guy...

Rong Jing frowned dissatisfied.

The definition of a good person is too broad. Is he actually a good man to Xiaoluo?

Or...just a good elder?

"Oh, time is running out. Let's go to school quickly."

Before the man could ask further questions, Su Luo had already stood up and walked out.

A few minutes later, Rong Jing sat in the driver's seat and looked at the empty passenger seat, feeling a little unsure again.

No one would be indifferent if they had that kind of dream. If Xiaoluo rejects her, she will definitely not get in her car again, but if she...

Then why not take the passenger seat?
Along the way, Rong Jing was puzzled and couldn't decide what she was thinking. When the car stopped at the school gate, Su Luo suddenly said:
"Professor, the school said there are still some problems with the dormitory, and it is recommended that we move back in a few days. Can I disturb you for a few more days?"

Her voice was soft and hesitant, as if she was not used to making up lies.

Hearing this, a big stone in Rongjing's heart finally fell to the ground, and for the first time he felt that lies were actually very beautiful.

Especially after thinking about the reason why the girl lied, Rong Jing's heart skipped a beat, and he forcibly restrained the corners of his mouth that were about to rise.

In the physics class in the morning, the students discovered that Professor Rong, who looked bitter and resentful yesterday, had recovered and became more fashionable today.

After changing his hairstyle, Professor Rong began to pay attention to their preferences consciously or unconsciously.

Such as: the music you usually like to listen to, the latest popular stars, Internet fashion terms, etc.

Today, he still buttoned his shirt to the top button, meticulously.

However, the light pink color of the slut, combined with the serious look when teaching, formed a strong contrast and cuteness. The girls in the audience looked at her with stars in their eyes, and they didn't listen to anything in the class.

After class, Rong Jing returned to the office and found two male teachers wrestling with each other. He just glanced at it and was caught by the chemistry teacher Lao Liu:

"Old Rong, stop reading papers all the time and come and exercise. As a man, you have to have some strength in your hands."

"No, you guys are just playing."

Lao Liu rolled his eyes, showed a meaningful smile, and began to provoke:

"I don't usually see you going to the gym. You sit in the office and type every day. Aren't you tired of your wrists?"

Rong Jing didn't even raise his eyelids. He walked to his seat and sat down. He took a slow sip of chrysanthemum tea and turned on the computer. He was obviously too lazy to pay attention to him.

However, just as he was about to get into work, he caught a glimpse of that familiar figure walking over from the corner of his eye.

Rong Jing slammed the computer shut, stood up and walked towards Lao Liu, rolled up his sleeves, and deliberately raised his voice:

"Come."

Old Liu knew that it stimulated his man's self-esteem, so he quickly held it and laughed:

"Old Rong, why are your hands as delicate as those of a little girl?"

Rong Jing's wrist is not too thick, his skin is fair, and his long fingers with clear joints look like he is holding a scalpel.

Seeing his expressionless face, Lao Liu thought he was nervous and was just thinking about giving him some relief. After all, he was a professor and had to take care of his face, when a strong force came over him.

Lao Liu quickly used all his strength, his face turned red from suppressing it, but he did not move the other party at all.

Rong Jing looked careless, his expression remained calm, and he only put seven percent of his strength into his hands.

It wasn't until Su Luo came closer and looked over that he suddenly exerted force and pressed Lao Liu's hand on the table.

At the end, he also imitated the appearance of the male protagonist in the recent idol drama and said coolly:
"you lose."

After saying that, Rong Jing turned around gracefully and met Su Luo's eyes seemingly casually.

Even though his face was tense, his eyes still showed a bit of a bigoted expression. Su Luo felt funny in her heart, and she instantly changed into a look of admiration, exaggerating without hesitation:

"Wow, Professor, you are so handsome!"

Rong Jing felt secretly happy.

During the break, the office was noisy. Su Luo sat opposite Rong Jing and registered the results.

Rong Jing's eyes began to uncontrollably, and the entanglement and guilt in his heart surged up again.

Behind him, a female teacher from the law department was explaining the topic to the students:
"In this case, although both A and B injured people, A was acting in self-defense, so it must be taken into consideration when sentencing. After all, active and passive natures are completely different..."

Rong Jing could not hear what the female teacher said at all, and only captured a few words in his mind:

active and passive.

Rong Jing's fingers paused while typing on the keyboard, and his consciousness began to diverge uncontrollably:

As an elder and a teacher, he should indeed draw a clear line emotionally with Xiaoluo. This is his bottom line, and there is nothing wrong with it.

but……

if……

What if Xiao Luo took the initiative to confess to herself?

After all, children nowadays are generally fragile in heart. What if he refuses and brings her bad consequences that can affect her life?
So, he had no choice but to accept it.

After all, the law has defined that active and passive are different in nature. Even if you go to hell in the future, your sentence can be appropriately reduced.

Thinking of this, Rong Jing felt that the piece of cotton that had been stuck in his chest for a long time disappeared, and he suddenly felt enlightened.

So, while watching TV after dinner, Su Luo noticed that the man's eyes had changed today.

She looked at the screen, but she could feel that he had been staring at her profile for a long time, which made Su Luo's scalp numb.

"Rongjing, my friend sent me another message today."

"Oh?"

Rong Jing looked straight at her with a pair of black eyes, his eyes as hot as a ball of flame, with a faint expectation.

Su Luo swallowed, turned her head and looked at him:
"She wants to know...what kissing...feels like."

"……so?"

Su Luo slowly approached, her voice was as soft as a feather:
"Do you know what that feels like?"

Looking at the lips that were getting closer in front of him, Rong Jing's throat rolled up and he tried in a hoarse voice:

"This kind of thing does require learning and practice."

Su Luo hooked her lips, moved a little closer, and looked at him, her eyes drawn and innocent:
"Then, professor, teach me..."

After saying that, the two pink pieces stuck together softly.

Rong Jing's mind went blank, and he instinctively began to respond. In a daze, he was still thinking...

Well...it's passive.

　Taking quotes out of context, deceiving others, hahaha...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)