Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian’s cooking skills are not very good. He is very rigid and follows professional habits. He pays too much attention to the quantity, which makes the cooking lose its flavor.

While washing vegetables, Jian Zhinian picked up his phone and paused at the WeChat profile picture of Qingshan Canxue.

——When will you come back?

It seems that with his current status, he is not qualified to question the financial sponsor, so he deleted it and re-edited it.

——Will you come back for dinner?

It's a little too tentative, a little too intimate, it's crossed the line, delete it...

——Are you coming back tonight?

Still no use, delete it...

Finally, Jian Zhinian put his phone back in his pocket, sighed, put all the ingredients back into the refrigerator, and cooked some noodles.

Chicken soup, scallion oil, and noodles.

He thought it was simple, but he couldn't make the same taste as yesterday.

Fortunately, he is not picky and just wants to be full.

After nightfall, Mu Qingyuan still hadn't returned, so Jian Zhinian simply took a shower and changed into a set of dark blue cotton pajamas.

Shedding the seriousness of the daytime, Jian Zhinian in his pajamas exudes a warm and gentle aura. With fine hair hanging in front of his forehead, gold-rimmed glasses, and a faint red mole at the corner of his eye, he exudes an abstinent academic air.

He walked to the balcony, opened the box of reference books, and found the data and reference documents he had recently compiled.

The dining table was large, so he turned on the lights and used it as a desk. He would occasionally hold up the picture frame with his right hand, and soon he was immersed in it...

Until the cell phone rang, interrupting Jian Zhinian's thoughts.

He raised his head and twisted his stiff neck. Seeing the familiar name, he quickly dialed the number.

"Zhi Nian, where are you now? I just got off work and got the medicine. I'll send it to you now."

Jian Zhinian hesitated for a moment: "How about I go get it?"

Luo Jiushuai paused while turning the steering wheel, and raised his voice by eight octaves: "You're not in school?"

"not here."

Luo Jiushuai was speechless for a moment. Thousands of words flashed through his mind, but he only asked, "Where is it? Send me the location on WeChat and I'll send it to you."

WeChat dinged and Luo Jiushuai saw the location of a wealthy man's villa area. Just then, a car in front of him cut in line, and he was so angry that he honked the horn!

As friends for so many years, he knew Jian Zhinian's temper and would not turn back once he made up his mind.

I just didn't expect him to move so quickly!

He said during the day that he had signed a sponsorship contract with Mu Xingchen, and that night he was at the sponsor's villa.

Half an hour later, when Luo Jiushuai was stopped by security guards at the gate of the community, the resentment in his heart became even stronger.

He had no choice but to call Jian Zhinian again, and the call was quickly connected.

"Come out and get it yourself. You won't let me in this crappy place!"

Jian Zhinian then realized that he was not stopped at all when entering and leaving the villa area. Could it be that Mu Qingyuan had greeted him?

Jian Zhinian quickly wrapped himself in a down jacket, took his cell phone and went out.

Each villa here has a small courtyard. Perhaps considering the privacy of the owners, the buildings are relatively far apart. The landscaping design is very good, combining beauty and privacy.

Of course, it is also very far from the community gate.

It took Jian Zhinian more than ten minutes of jogging before he saw Luo Jiushuai's car on the roadside at the entrance of the community.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I didn't expect the walk would take so long."

Luo Jiushuai got out of the car and saw that Jian Zhinian was only wearing a pair of thin cotton pajamas. Although he was wearing a down jacket, it couldn't cover the thin pajamas underneath.

"You just changed into pajamas? Mu Xingchen is home? I'm not in a hurry, at least put on more clothes, you won't be cold to death, right?"

Most people who study medicine are nagging. They hate to see people neglecting their health, especially when that person is young.

Luo Jiushuai reached out and pulled Jian Zhinian's hand without thinking.

Sure enough, it was like ice.

"Without zipping..."

Luo Jiushuai glared at Jian Zhinian and reached out to help Jian Zhinian zip up his down jacket.

The street lights were dim, and Luo Jiushuai was a little nearsighted, so he had to bend over to get closer. Under the dim lights, the shadows cast from a certain angle were particularly ambiguous...

He tried several times to get it in the right position, and when he pulled it all the way in, it almost hit his chin.

"I really owe you in my last life. I will be your nanny every time I see you in this life."

Luo Jiushuai complained that they had been neighbors since childhood, from elementary school to middle school, and now they were in the same university but with different majors, and he truly regarded Jian Zhinian as his own younger brother.

Jian Zhinian felt warm in his heart and said, "You must be tired after a day's work. Don't worry about me and go back early."

"I don't care about you. Take the medicine and I'm leaving."

Luo Jiushuai stuffed a small medicine bottle into Jian Zhinian's pocket, took off the scarf from his neck, wrapped it around Jian Zhinian, waved his hand, stepped on the accelerator, and left in a cool manner.

"It's cold, you should go back as well."

"understood."

Jian Zhinian gathered the scarf around his neck, turned around and trotted back.

Unexpectedly, after running only two steps, I heard an angry voice behind me -

"Jian Zhinian!——"

A familiar voice, colder than the frosty wind in the middle of the night.

Jian Zhinian looked back and saw Mu Qingyuan getting out of the car not far from the entrance of the community, walking towards him with a cold wind.

Jian Zhinian's eyes lit up slightly, and he took a few steps forward: "You're back?"

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a pair of rough hands grabbed my jaw forcefully.

"Who was that wild man just now?"

Mu Qingyuan's eyes darkened, and he happened to see the pajamas that Jian Zhinian was wearing after taking a bath. The coldness in his eyes deepened.

"Jian Zhinian, you came out dressed like this late at night to seduce a man. I just came back a little late, just for one night, and you can't stand the loneliness and can't leave a man?"

"Mu Qingyuan, what nonsense are you talking about? He is my friend..."

The jaw was clamped and it hurt so much, but what hurt even more was the area around my heart.

Who does Mu Qingyuan think he is?

"Friends? What kind of friends would come out to kiss in the middle of the night? What kind of friends would even give you the scarf they're wearing?"

Jian Zhinian hurried to explain: "He is really my friend, we didn't kiss, don't misunderstand!"

"Jian Zhinian, this is my home. You are meeting a wild man behind my back at my doorstep. You are so brave to provoke me. Jian Zhinian, you will pay the price!"

Mu Qingyuan roughly ripped off the scarf from Jian Zhinian's neck and threw it on the ground, then grabbed his arm and pulled him into the car.

Jian Zhinian was pulled by him so that his steps were disorderly, and he was thrown roughly into the back seat of the car, and then the car door was slammed.

Then a tall figure covered him. Before Jian Zhinian could even scream, Mu Qingyuan grabbed both of his hands and raised them above his head.

"Mu Qingyuan, calm down..."

"let me go……"

"Let you go? What a joke! I paid you to come to my door..."

The space in the car was cramped, and the physical and verbal humiliation made Jian Zhinian tremble uncontrollably. He struggled hard, his shoes fell off, and his white feet kicked around.

I don’t know where he kicked, Mu Qingyuan groaned, and anger rose instantly.

"Jian Zhinian, you're done!"