She comforted herself in this way, holding the door handle with one hand, and tentatively opened the door again, looking out with her beautiful tea eyes, like a rabbit.

And that gaze fell on her impartially.

Shi Jingnian had a panoramic view of the girl, leaning against the railing on the second floor and remaining calm.

She must have just woken up, and she was still a little sleepy. The hem of her snow-white pajamas rolled up unconsciously, revealing her soft and delicate waistline, which made her look even more delicate. Her black hair was fluffy and slightly fried, and her expression was confused.

"Good morning." he said.

The voice is clear and sweet, perfectly overlapping with the cold voice that suppresses desire in the dream, so close.

Ji Ning'an's fingertips trembled slightly, and she subconsciously said, "Morning?"

Ji's father heard the sound and rushed upstairs, smiling and saying.

"Jingnian, don't be restrained. Just treat it as your own. This is my daughter! The freshman in the Fine Arts Department of Peking University is your student, but you haven't met each other yet, right? Let's get to know each other."

Shi Jingnian hummed, but he didn't know which part of Ji's father's sentence he was responding to, so he didn't say much.

He wore a smoky gray shirt with a cool and lazy tone, and the buttons were buttoned strictly to the bottom of his Adam's apple, exuding an ascetic and noble quality. His figure was thin and tall, very attractive, but also intimidating.

Ji Ning'an almost couldn't find the sound.

It was Ji's father who pushed her: "Ningning, hurry up and say hello to Professor Shi!"

God knows, every time Ji Ning'an opens or closes her eyes, she is dreaming of a man pressing her down on an easel. How could there be such a real dream?

Not to mention how absurd the content of the dream was, just waking up and seeing the person in the dream appear at her door was terrifying enough!

Her eyes were on fire, and she paused for two seconds at the collar of Shi Jingnian's shirt. Her fingertips curled up slightly, trying to calm herself down, and her voice was soft.

"Hello, Professor Shi."

"My daughter is usually very lively. She may not have recovered from Beijing University and hasn't woken up yet..." Ji's father felt that Ji Ning'an was not in a good condition and said with a smile.

"My daughter, you are very cute." Shi Jingnian squinted his eyes and stopped at Ji Ning'an. His eyes would not be offensive or contradictory. After a second or two, he said something tepidly.

Ji Ning'an's eyelashes trembled twice, her thoughts were confused, and she didn't dare to look into the man's eyes.

Just one glance reminds me of her sinful thoughts. Her hands are behind her back, her little fingers are intertwined, and her palms are sweating.

"Professor Ji, let's go downstairs and talk." Shi Jingnian nodded to Ji Ning'an and said calmly without looking at her.

Ji's father scratched his head, always feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere between them, but he couldn't explain it, even if he tried hard, he couldn't figure it out.

"Okay, okay, Ningning, you go and wash up."

Ji Ning'an nodded.

In the living room.

The morning sunshine shines in from outside, it is spacious and bright, the decoration is smoky, and there are fruits on the coffee table.

The man is sitting on the sofa, saying something to Ji's father. He wears a shirt, black trousers, and leather shoes on the ground. The hem of his clothes is tucked into his belt, which shows his slim waistline. The picture is very abstinent.

Ji's father's posture was completely different from Shi Jingnian's relaxed posture. He put one hand on the sofa, looked cheerful and laughed.

Ji's mother brought fruits from the kitchen and sat politely in front of Shi Jingnian.

"I heard that Professor Shi is very accomplished in art. Lao Ji always mentioned you to me, and I finally met him today."

"General." Shi Jingnian nodded.

From the bottom of her heart, Ji’s mother felt that studying art was useless, how could it be as good as physics?

But she could also see that the person in front of her was indeed no ordinary person. In terms of his career and temperament, he was by no means a descendant of an ordinary family.

She had never understood much about art, and always felt that it was all about painting. Although it was harmless, it was of no use in society. At this moment, she was making some insinuations and asking Shi Jingnian about art.

"Our family, Ning Ning, has been interested in art since she was a child. This child has become more rebellious as she grows up. I would like to ask, what kind of job can she do if she is employed in the future?"

Father Ji frowned, raised his hand to cover his lips, and coughed heavily.

Mother Ji continued as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Professor Shi, to tell you the truth, I have always wanted Ning Ning to study physics. It's not that I look down on art, but..."

Shi Jingnian's expression remained unchanged, and the first words he spoke were not to answer any of Ji's mother's questions, nor to tell her what art was, but to say unhurriedly: "She is a very outstanding child."

The tone is calm and determined.

When the words fell, Ji's mother was slightly stunned, and even Ji's father was startled.

——"She is a very good child."

The words fell gently into his ears, causing Ji Ning'an to look over. She was on the mahogany stairs from the second floor to the first floor, and she could just see the scene in the living room.

The man is sitting alone on the sofa, with a cold white profile and a handsome profile. Even the sun seems to be particularly partial to him. Even the cold and high-end smoky gray shirt has a bit of gentleness for no reason, which makes people's hearts palpitate.

"I have seen her paintings at Beijing University, and they are very good."

As if sensing something, Shi Jingnian raised his eyes, met Ji Ning'an's eyes, stared at the girl standing upstairs, lightly opened his thin lips, and said calmly: "Her attainments in art are no worse than those in other subjects.

”

He said this while looking at her.

Ji Mu has been absent-minded for a long time.

Ji's father followed Shi Jingnian's gaze and when he saw Ji Ning'an, he quickly waved: "Ning Ning, come down."

Ji Ning'an was stunned on the spot, holding the handrail of the stairs with her left hand. At that moment, her heart trembled, as if there were hot emotions clinging to the softest place, and then her heart beat rapidly.

She didn't know why her heartbeat accelerated at that moment.

I just think men’s eyes are beautiful.

Ji Ning'an was denied by Ji's mother too many times, and no matter how hard she tried, she never got a word of excellence.

Now I hear it from a stranger whom I have only met a few times!

It wasn't until Father Ji spoke that she came back to her senses. She looked away hastily, her eyelashes trembling, she walked down obediently, sat next to Father Ji, and said hello: "Professor Shi."

"Hmm."

The girl is also dressed very gently. She wears an apricot-colored princess gauze skirt, which gives her a hazy feeling of fairy spirit. She looks slim and fair, with black hair hanging behind her back and clear tea-colored eyes, like a cat in a painting.

"Ning Ning, pour tea for the elders."

Ji Mu's words directly raised Shi Jingnian's seniority.

Should she call him uncle?

Ji Ning'an was thinking wildly. She picked up the teapot on the coffee table with her delicate white fingers and poured tea into the teacup. The tea was clear and gurgling. She picked up the teacup with both hands and handed it to Shi Jingnian.

"Thank you." Shi Jingnian reached out and took it. His long and cold fingertips accidentally brushed against hers.

The touch, which only lasted for a second or two, made Ji Ning'an tremble, like the first handful of snow in winter, which relieved the unreasonable restlessness, but she felt her heartbeat was faster, and for a while she forgot to even let go of the teacup: "No...

You’re welcome.”
Chapter completed!