Learn the gods, do you set up cp?

Chapter 143 Professor Qin Mutation

The gentle stylist took out the hair dye from the bag,
"Are you sure you want to dye it pink?"

smiled softly,

"I haven't dyed my hair since my debut, so I'll do it once before I join the group."

But the stylist hesitated a bit,
"The hair dye I brought back from abroad has never been used. I just heard from colleagues that it is completely non-destructive to the hair quality, and the dyed color may be slightly off. Mr. Wen, are you sure?"

After listening to the stylist's words, Wenrou hesitated a little.

Before, she asked the stylist to ensure the hair quality as much as possible, so she chose this brand.

But if there is color difference,
If the car is overturned and then dyed back, isn't that dyed for nothing?

Qin Jing pressed the password at the door, and Wen Rou heard the door open.

softly said,
"you're back."

Qin Jing answered her at the porch.

Gentle looked at the bottle of hair dye on the table again, a bold idea suddenly came to mind,

"Qin Jing, come in."

There were low footsteps, and Qin Jing pushed the door open.

The stylist saw Qin Jing and hurriedly greeted him.

Qin Jing nodded lightly.

Gently asked,
"Can men and women use this hair dye?"

Although the stylist felt a little puzzled, he still nodded,
"of course."

A smile floated on her gentle face, and she looked at Qin Jing.

The stylist also looked at Qin Jing with gentle eyes.

And Qin Jing stood not far away, with one hand in his pocket, waiting for Wen Rou to say the following.

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NUS School of Foreign Languages ​​has always been a place where yin flourishes and yang declines.

And in recent days, the one who drives everyone in the School of Foreign Languages ​​the most is undoubtedly Professor Qin Jingqin who took over as the professor.

Before Qin Jing became a professor, he was the god of girls in the School of Foreign Languages.

After becoming a professor, the kind of abstinence and seriousness that is a model for others is simply killing a wave of people.

Every class of probability theory is overcrowded.

The class with the highest skipping rate in the past has now become the most popular subject in the School of Foreign Languages.

As for Professor Qin himself, the buttons are always fastened to the top one, and the clear and lingering lenses always cover those deceptive eyes.

Abstinence to the point of no more abstinence, uprightness to the point of no more uprightness.

He mostly wears shirts during class, and it is rare to see him wearing other clothes.

He also used his glasses to cover those peach blossom eyes that made his heart beat faster.There are very few gaudy colors on the body.

But even so, it was enough for a group of female students to rush forward one after another to listen to probability theory.

Even if they can't understand a word, it doesn't prevent them from admiring Professor Qin's prosperous beauty.

"I'm not late, am I! Is Professor Qin here?"

"No no."

"I don't know what color shirt Professor Qin will wear today."

"The black shirt is cold and stern, and the black-bellied boss kills me the most. I just want to see the black shirt. It's been a long time since I saw it!"

"The dark blue shirt is very sexy. The fabric is not easy to roll up the sleeves. You can watch Qin Shen roll up his sleeves many times! Roll up the sleeves to reveal the picture of veins and wrists. I can breathe two liters of oxygen in place."

"I want to see the white shirt. I was embarrassed to look at it before, but now I can finally stare at God Qin openly."

When the class bell rang, the people who walked into the classroom took a long step.

Everyone looked at the stage,

But it caused countless gasping sounds, and the sound of shocking shit emerged endlessly.

The surprise was caught off guard.

Everyone stared at the people on the podium with wide eyes.

His originally dark hair was dyed pink, and he was wearing a gray sweater, but the sweater was empty. His shoulders were broad, and it was just a sweater, which gave him an empty and sexy look.

He wears an exquisite Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, and his slightly hip-hop white overalls are supported by his long, straight legs. He was wearing new silver-gray sneakers, and he even wore silver rings stacked on his ring finger and little finger, and a street ring reflecting silver light was hung on his long, white fingers.

The sideburns were covered by the side-parted pink hair, and the broken bangs hung down, meeting the ends of the eyes and brows, revealing part of the smooth forehead.

The originally cold and ascetic appearance suddenly became flamboyant and stern, flirtatious and awsome.

At first glance, I think he will be fierce and cold, but this fierce coldness can hit the hearts of all the girls present here.

If you don't say it, no one will feel that he is a teacher rather than a student of the same age.

Everyone almost forgot that Qin Jing was able to dominate the situation, raising his hand and taking a step could attract a crowd of screaming schoolgirls.

And his behavior is still indifferent with the demeanor of a decent teacher.

Combined with his life-threatening attire at the moment, the sense of disobedience is very heavy, but it makes the heart beat faster.

Qin Jing ignored those cameras who quietly raised his hand and frantically took pictures of him,

He said lightly,

"Turn over page 310."

The full house of female students died on the spot.
This voice, this look.

Just send them away.

Qin Jing picked up a piece of chalk and said in a deep voice,
"I asked someone to come up and do the questions."

Hearing this, everyone quickly resurrected on the spot.

Even before Qin Jing said which question to do, his raised hands had already occupied his sight.

Almost half of the people in the auditorium raised their hands.

The densely packed hands can cause dense phobia.

Qin Jing looked at the crowd who suddenly became active today, and was finally a little relieved to order a student to come to the podium to do a question.

At this moment, the forum has turned upside down, after such a long time,
Finally, the National University Forum once again fell into Qin Jing's prosperous age because of Qin Jing's prosperous beauty,
"It's cold and cool, how could God Qin commit such a foul!"

"It's been a long time. It's the first time I saw God of Qin peacock spread its tail. It made my nose bleed all the way to the mouth of the Yangtze River."

"If I hadn't watched Qin Shen, I would never have imagined that pink hair can be so cold and cool! Even if he strangled my neck the next second and wanted to strangle me to death, I would only say six words Qin Jingy... ...y...d...s"

"I beg Fanfa to be cold and stern and kill God semi-permanently, I can, I really can! Even if it is a hundred probability statistics, I will not hesitate!"

"God Qin suddenly changed, and I'm gone! I beg God Qin to strangle me to death with the tail ring on his finger, otherwise, I will perish in place because of God's beauty."

Everyone was horrified by Qin Jing's pink hair.

In the past, Qin Jing didn't dress up, and his original beauty was enough for him to be watched as soon as he entered school, and the popularity of the forum soared for three days because of him.

After Qin Jing became a professor from a student, her attire was simpler and upright than before. If she didn't have tall thighs, long shoulders, narrow waist, and that face that makes people crazy, she might not be able to hold on to her attire. .

Formal attire also abruptly wears a sense of abstinence.

It all depends on the sky-defying appearance.

But now Qin Jing's style suddenly changed drastically, from the simple and elegant before to the trendy and trendy.

It was so cold that it could kill a girl in a second.

Such a face, coupled with such an attire, is totally cheating.

And Qin Jing could clearly feel that his attire was really different from usual, his usually petite and shy wife looked at him with extraordinarily burning eyes.

She stared at him from the moment he entered the door, stared at him after changing his shoes, and stared at him sitting next to her.

Qin Jing saw her swallowing her saliva.

It was hard to ignore the gentle and burning eyes.

Rou Rou sat over and moved closer to Qin Jing, inevitably smelling the perfume on his body.

The cold cedar is mixed with patchouli, and even mint and tobacco are smelled carefully.

It seems to paralyze people's reason and nerves.

Gentle couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to maintain reason and calmness.

However, in the next second, he couldn't help stretching out his claws, and touched Qin Jing's hand from the sofa.

Qin Jing leaned on the sofa with one hand, and was watching the phone with the other. Suddenly, he felt a hand trying to fumble with the hand that was supporting the sofa.

Qin Jing's eyes moved away from the phone and fell on Wen Rou.

And when Rourou met those cold and twinkling eyes, her heart beat unexpectedly.

She was obviously someone who was watching every day, but at this moment, she suddenly looked at each other, which made her heart beat so suddenly that it was like an electric shock.

Qin Jing frowned slightly, and the expression between his brows and eyes was flamboyant and cold, as if there were icicles hidden in his dark pupils, trying to get out.

The way he looked at her was very different from usual.

But the gentle heart beats faster.

Qin Jing reached out and stroked her hair.

Even the movement of him touching her hair made Wen Rou's whole body stiffen instantly, as if the blood flowed backwards.

His appearance made him look impatient and a bit hostile, but he was handsome enough to make everyone give up their reason and fall for him.

Wen Rou was touched until all his hair became smooth, and he looked at Qin Jing eagerly.

Qin Jing frowned, quite meaningfully said,

"Sit on my lap."

Rou Rou sat on his lap as if she had been bewitched.

Qin Jing's brows showed a stern sharpness, but there was playfulness and darkness in it,
"kiss Me?"

Wen Rou smelled the smell so good that it made the heart beat out of control, got up and kissed her.

Qin Jing leaned against the back of the sofa and was thrown down by Wen Rou, who hugged his neck and kissed him proactively.

Qin Jing's hand was on the sofa, but he didn't touch her, let alone hug her as usual.

But tenderness has already thrown itself on him.

Qin Jing smiled with unknown meaning, and kissed him softly, but he didn't move, just enjoying her initiative.

It wasn't until she was about to slip that Qin Jing stretched out his hand and firmly pressed her on his body, preventing her from moving.

Touch her up a little bit.

At this moment, the dominance has moved, and Gentle feels that she is pressed tightly against his waist and abdomen.

But at this moment, she is like a gu, unable to get rid of it, she just wants to obey.

Qin Jing felt her obedience, and there was a playful smile in his eyes.

"Qiqi, do you want to do something else?"

Gently raised his eyes, swallowed uncontrollably.

Two hours later,
With her dark green hair on her head, Wen Rou looked at herself in the mirror and suddenly wanted to cry without tears.

Qin Jing looked at her with one hand in his pocket, raised his eyebrows,

"this is not…"

he laughed,
"Is it pretty?"

With a gentle dry laugh,

"I must be crazy to agree to your request."

She turned back and punched him.

Qin Jing was so hammered that he didn't care, he tilted his head, looked at her,
"Red and green...how beautiful, what's wrong with it."

　Double-standard person, Yang Zi is gaudy like this, and Qin Jing is good-looking like this
　　
　
(End of this chapter)