To lure you into the game, Professor Su is cold and flirtatious

Chapter 86 Asking for the Address
Song Qiao pursed her lips, and said earnestly, "Wenwen, if this matter doesn't end, I'll be an editor at worst, but have you thought about it for Editor-in-Chief Zhu? Have you thought about it for Manmanfei's other comic authors? Yes I didn't think about other colleagues!"

Song Qiao's words left Wen Wen speechless.

Wenwen did have an ominous premonition at the time, and felt that she could not control the situation, but she never thought that it would affect so many people. This matter was taught a lesson by Song Qiao, and Wenwen fell silent.

Cai Dong was worried that Wenwen would hang up the phone, so he directly picked up the phone again, cleared his throat, and his voice was calm and comforting.

"Wenwen, I know you didn't do this, but you are also indirectly responsible. How did your aunt and uncle teach you? You must be honest and don't shirk your responsibility. Tell me where you are, and I will find you. Cousin will accompany you to resolve this matter."

Wenwen's voice was choked with sobs, she was really scared, and at the same time, she blamed herself and regretted it.

"I'm sorry, cousin, I didn't expect it to be so serious. He Manni and I are in the Violet Hotel. When you arrive, I'll tell you the room number. You can come up directly. I know I was wrong..."

Cai Dong heaved a sigh of relief, and said a few words of comfort before hanging up the phone. Looking at Song Qiao's anxious face, he suddenly smiled.

"Miss Song Qiao, right? Wenwen did make a mistake this time. I'll go find her with you."

Song Qiao didn't expect the other party to actually ask for the address of the hotel, so she breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Thank you!"

"Knock Knock-"

There was a knock on the door, and Su Zhiqiu stood outside the door of Ding Lingling's bedroom, gently persuading: "Lingling, can you open the door, even if you get angry, you can't lock yourself in, I want to go in to accompany you, you can ?"

At this moment, Su Zhiqiu's voice was softer than before. Although the voice was cut down a lot through a door panel, Ding Lingling could still hear it.

With red eyes and teardrops on her eyelashes, she wanted to go to open the door, but held back, and continued to cry silently while hugging the pillow. She looked pitiful and very distressing.

She didn't know if she was angry with her father or herself, anyway, she didn't want to see now...or rather, she didn't dare to see Zhiqiu, because she didn't expect her father to object.

Why is this so?
Zhiqiu is so good, why did my father object?
Ding Lingling couldn't understand this question, so she didn't know how to face Su Zhiqiu.

?Su Zhiqiu was still standing at the door without moving, and there was no look of impatience on his face.

He continued to say in a slow voice: "Lingling, don't forget, we are boyfriend and girlfriend, even if there is any problem, we have to face it together, you can't shut me out, you are unfair to me, you Dad objects, are we not together? Are you going to give up on me? "

"Of course not!"

Ding Lingling subconsciously blurted out, but the voice was like a meowing cat, but she stood up, hesitated for a moment, and went to the door to open it.

Looking at the tall and straight Teacher Su standing outside the door, she was so reliable, Ding Lingling couldn't help it, and threw herself into the other's arms.

There is a faint mint smell at the tip of the nose, just like Mr. Su's impression, fresh and elegant, yet impressive.

Su Zhiqiu felt that the clothes on his chest were wet with the woman's tears, sighed softly, hugged Ding Lingling's back, patted it lightly, and asked in a low voice.

"May I come inside?"

Ding Lingling gave a nasal "hmm" before Su Zhiqiu slowly entered the room.

During this period, Ding Lingling never left Su Zhiqiu's embrace, Su Zhiqiu didn't mind, closed the door, and took Ding Lingling to the sofa with a hint of guidance.

They both sat down, Ding Lingling still hugged Su Zhiqiu's waist, unable to get up in his arms.

With slender fingers stroking Ding Lingling's beautiful and soft hair, Su Zhiqiu also felt a little pity in his heart, and comforted him in a low voice: "Lingling, don't cry, your eyes will be swollen if you cry any more, and it won't look good."

Hearing what he said, Ding Lingling felt even more sad, and couldn't help mumbling and complaining: "Mr. Su, I don't understand. You are obviously so good, why does my father disagree with us?"

Speaking of this, Ding Lingling suddenly raised her head, Su Zhiqiu was caught off guard, and her eyes directly fell into Ding Lingling's black eyes like wet crystals.

The eyes that have cried are like black amber washed by the rain, and the trembling eyelashes still have a little dewdrops. Su Zhiqiu stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and wiped away the tears from the corners of Ding Lingling's eyes with the pulp of his index finger.

Tears smeared on his fingertips, and the cold touch seemed to turn into a trace of electricity and rush into his heart. His body froze for a moment, and after he realized it, he comforted him softly.

"Don't cry."

Ding Lingling's jaw trembled, and seeing Teacher Su's face full of concern, she felt even more puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"Mr. Su, did you offend my father at school? Otherwise, why would he object?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Su Zhiqiu's eyes flickered slightly, subconsciously avoiding Ding Lingling's staring eyes.

It took two seconds for me to come back to my senses and realize that my reaction was not right. I cleared my throat, turned to stare at Ding Lingling's pitiful face, and lifted Lingling's chin and said.

"Of course not, maybe... I haven't met the dean's requirements yet."

There was a hint of suspicion in Ding Lingling's eyes, she obviously didn't understand what Teacher Su meant, as if she was saying: If you can't meet Dad's requirements, who else can?
After all, in the eyes of outsiders, Mr. Su is a rare existence among people.

Su Zhiqiu didn't want to continue this topic, he sat up slightly, looked at Ding Lingling and said suddenly: "Lingling, don't worry, even if Dean Ding objects to our matter, I won't give up just because of his two words." , I will marry you."

Ding Lingling was stunned, and when she realized it, her heart felt as if a large piece of honey had been stuffed into her heart, and two red clouds appeared on her cheeks, she approached Su Zhiqiu's arms shyly, muttering softly.

"Zhiqiu, are you proposing to me? In fact, I really want to marry you, or else, let's go get a marriage certificate! The raw rice is cooked, and my father will definitely not object!"

Ding Lingling meant it literally, and she didn't notice that there was some ambiguity in her words at all, it was completely tiger-wolf words.

Su Zhiqiu's eyes were deep, and his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling. Ding Lingling was like a lazy cat, as if she was stuck in his arms.

Sensing the change in his body, Su Zhiqiu cleared his throat, suddenly supported Ding Lingling's elbow, and pushed her away slightly, until the upper body of Ding Lingling was separated from his body, and he felt better.

(End of this chapter)