The scheming beauty in Quick Travel is flirtatious and wild

Chapter 103 I just want you to love me
Su Luo closed her eyes, her two slender legs wrapped around his legs, and she even clasped them back, pressing her arms on his shoulders, making Rong Jing unable to move at all.

Sensing his slight struggle, the girl's hoarse voice blew past the man's ear:

"Don't move, lie down with me for a while."

Because she had just woken up, Su Luo spoke softly, coiling around him like a snake without bones, and her breathing became lighter and lighter until it became longer.

The mattress was obviously soft and elastic, but Rong Jing felt stiff all over. With the fragrant smell that seemed to be absent, his heart jumped unexpectedly.

Too close, they shouldn't be like this...

The remaining trace of reason pulled him out of the charming atmosphere.

Trying hard to imagine the tender girl next to him as a big cabbage, the crimson on the man's handsome face slowly receded, and his dark pupils gradually became clear.

The air was very quiet except for the girl's soothing breathing. The autumn sunshine shone warmly on him.

Rong Jing stared at the ceiling for a long time. Perhaps because of staying up late last night and running in the morning, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. Within a few seconds, his consciousness gradually became chaotic and fell into darkness.

At the end of the darkness, he raised his hand to block the dazzling white thorns, and a strange scene appeared in his sight.

Under the stars, surrounded by claustrophobia, he sat naked to the upper body in a pool of spring water, played with the water waves, and felt the warmth.

Sitting opposite was a 25-year-old girl, staring at him and singing softly:
"You are not my rose, I just happened to meet you and passed through your magnificent bloom..."

The tune was melodious and clear, and the lyrics were full of reluctance and sadness, which made his heart clench when he heard it.

... It's her again.

Rong Jing seemed to have taken on emotions that didn't belong to him. The feeling transcended physical categories, was heavy, and was full of heat and obsession.

The strange thing is that the surrounding scenery is very clear, only her facial features are vague and blurry.

He endured the pain that felt like needles pricking his brain and tried hard to distinguish, but unexpectedly, the entire dream suddenly shook violently, and countless bright lights fell like a violent rain.

tick...

Rong Jing suddenly opened his eyes, and after a few seconds of being dazed, he turned his head to meet Su Luo's magnified face.

She lay beside him, her little head resting on her forearm, looking at him without blinking, with a bit of strange emotion in her eyes.

For a second, the girl's clear eyes overlapped with the blurry afterimage in her mind.

He blinked and sat up, his voice hoarse and low:
"what time is it?"

Su Luo also sat up, straightened her messy nightgown, and said softly:
"It's past eleven."

I have slept for so long...

Rong Jing pinched his eyebrows and found that he was even more tired than before taking a nap. Without time to think about it, he rubbed the top of the girl's hair and urged:
"Pack up quickly and go to the laboratory in the afternoon."

After saying that, he stepped out of the bed with long legs, walked to the door in a few steps, and looked back at her:
"Don't waste time, cherish your time."

The door slammed shut.

Su Luo sat on the mattress and bobbed a few times, suddenly pulling her hair into a chicken coop, feeling a strange feeling of being disciplined by her old father.

At twelve o'clock, at Rong Jing's third call, Su Luo finally hurried downstairs.

She was carrying a cream-white canvas bag on her shoulders, a pure white sweater on her upper body, and black pencil pants. Her legs were long and straight.

After lunch, the two entered the laboratory.

At noon, there was only one chemistry teacher in the huge laboratory. There were towering piles of homework on his desk. He was immersed in grading. When he heard the sound, he looked up, pushed up his glasses and said with a smile:
"Professor Rong, here you go."

He glanced at Su Luo, sighed that the little girl was very clever, and continued to work.

The physics competition will be held next week, and the exhibits have been prepared.

Rong Jing took the finished product out of the cabinet and placed it on the desk with careful movements.

The reason for moving it is because the model is three meters long, one meter wide and one meter high. The small parts on it will respond to the shaking of external forces. The small lights will flash and the sensors are very sensitive.

Community or park sandbox?
It seems that this is not enough to describe this entire system. This model is more similar to a simulated ecosystem.

It ranges from large buildings, public transportation systems, water bodies, and business districts to small ones, including green belts, fountains, and dolls. The details are so exaggerated that you can see miniature versions of furniture through the glass windows.

Su Luo sighed in admiration, and quickly picked up the camera to start shooting, but the more she took pictures, the more novel she felt:

"Professor, what is this?"

"Perpetual motion machine."

Seeing Su Luo's eyes widening, Rong Jing curled her lips and motioned for her to put her fingers up.

So, Su Luo witnessed what the Tarot effect was, and was so shocked that she was speechless.

She just stirred a toy dog ​​on the lawn, and the dog actually barked. The barking woke up the sleeping owner, the rocking chair began to rock, the turbine under the equipment converted kinetic energy into electrical energy, and the musical fountain began to spray water.

The evaporation of water vapor drives the clouds on the ceiling to form rain, which then falls. The ocean area stores water, propels the ship to generate electricity, and converts the mechanical energy into electricity, which is stored in batteries under the ground.

The battery is further discharged to provide light to the building, and the entire building is lit up instantly, like a huge jewelry box, flashing and blinking, making people unable to take their eyes away.

The most amazing thing is that this system seems to be able to keep running, pushing one link after another, fully embodying the law of conservation of energy.

Su Luo tilted her head: "Has air resistance been taken into account?"

A smile flashed across Rong Jing's eyes: "Smart."

As he spoke, he pointed to the "sky" at the top of the entire device. It was a solar device with a small mechanism hidden inside it. It was continuously absorbing the residual heat flow in the device into the entire system, without wasting any of it.

After shooting for nearly half an hour, Su Luo coded the photos that were about to be released on another desktop and compared them carefully. A sudden ice flash appeared on her face, which startled her.

Lu Chengchuan hooked two cups of poplar nectar with his fingers and shook them. His peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and he seemed to be blinking.

Su Luo was confused: "Why are you here?"

Before she could react, Lu Chengchuan had already put a cup of milk tea into her hand, held it up with his hand, sat on the desk, picked up the photo and looked at it with a nonchalant look on his face:

"You forgot, we are jointly responsible for the promotion of the modeling competition."

Oh, she really forgot.

So, in the following time, the two began to discuss the details of promoting the exhibition.

On the other side, Rong Jing put the model back into the cabinet. When he turned around, he saw Lu Chengchuan putting milk tea on Su Luo's face, and frowned slightly.

The boy was wearing a sapphire blue sportswear, with a high collar that covered his chin, and short flaxen hair that was messy and unruly. He was exactly the cool type that girls like nowadays.

After Su Luo was frozen for a moment, she glared at him angrily. However, her eyes were neither lethal nor distant. She seemed to be familiar with the boy, which made Rong Jing feel confused.

Rong Jing found a book and flipped through it, but from time to time his eyes turned to the opposite side three meters away.

From his perspective, he could see that their heads were almost touching each other, muttering something in a low voice. From time to time, he would hear the boy's low voice complaining, but he could still tell that the voice was not really complaining.

Seeing Su Luo poke the straw and drink the icy stuff, Rong Jing coughed heavily and gave a faint warning.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the girl looking in his direction, and after a while, she turned around again. There was a piercing sound of sucking coconuts in the air, and Rong Jing frowned when she heard it:

"Xiaoluo, come here."

Hearing the sound, Su Luo quickly came over, and then found that the man did not speak, but looked straight at her with a pair of black eyes, with some reproach:
"What's so good about preservatives? If you're thirsty, drink this."

After saying that, he handed over his hot tea soaked with wolfberry and red dates, completely unaware of anything wrong with him handing her his own tea cup.

Staring at the simple blue and white porcelain cup, Su Luo wanted to seize this opportunity to get close. However, she had just drank an iced one, and if she drank it hot, she might get upset, so she subconsciously showed a forced smile:
"No need, Professor, I'm not thirsty."

After saying that, he turned around and returned to his seat, then took another sip of the iced milk tea and squinted his eyes with satisfaction. Rong Jing felt choked in his heart when he saw it, and the low air pressure hovering above his head became even lower.

It was a slightly cool autumn day, but the air conditioner had already been turned on in the office. The temperature was rising. Lu Chengchuan, who was already full of energy, felt a layer of sweat on his back.

He took off his blue coat and put it on the back of Su Luo's chair. Su Luo glanced at him sideways and lowered her head to continue making plans.

So, when Rong Jing looked over again, he found that the boy was only wearing a white sweater. It was snow-white and looked like a couple's sweater with Su Luo's sweater.

What a coincidence, the chemistry teacher next to me also looked over and sighed:
"It's good to be young. It's blatant to fall in love. Not to mention, these two are quite a match."

The chemistry teacher's voice was not loud, but it was enough for Rong Jing to hear. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, and said calmly:
"Teacher Liu, there are still a few things that need to be revised in the paper you planned to publish before."

The chemistry teacher was surprised at first, and then a little confused. When he asked Professor Rong yesterday, he said that there were no problems with his paper and that it could be published in core journals. Why did there suddenly be problems today?
This is terrible, it will take time to revise again, after all, the professional title still needs to be evaluated.

Seeing that the chemistry teacher was exhausted, Rong Jing didn't feel much better. He walked to the water dispenser with a teacup, but found that the mineral water bucket was out of water, so he picked up the bottled water himself and planned to replace it.

However, maybe there was a little chemical solvent on the model when I touched it, and my hands were a little slippery. When I was unsteady, the bucket of water fell to the ground with a loud noise.

"Oh, Lao Rong, how old are you? Let them do this kind of thing at a young age."

After saying that, the chemistry teacher gave Lu Chengchuan a wink. Lu Chengchuan showed no signs of impatience and walked over cheerfully, rolled up his sleeves, and replaced the bottled water with ease.

As he moved, the muscles on his forearm tightened, and the lines were very beautiful. Rong Jing looked at Su Luo subconsciously, and found that the girl was also looking over, but not at Lu Chengchuan, but at him. .

However, before Rong Jing could think about it for a few seconds, he heard Su Luo's serious face and concern in her voice: "Professor, you are 30 years old, be careful not to bend your waist."

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener was intentional. Rong Jing almost lost his breath.

What happened to 30 years old?Very old?He's just slippery...

With this in mind, after Rong Jing returned to his seat, for the first time, he passed a mirror from the desk of the female teacher next door and stared at himself in the mirror for a long time.

When you are busy, time flies by quickly.

Two hours later, Su Luo and Lu Chengchuan formed a written version of the preliminary exhibition concept and sent the authorization letter to Rong Jing's mailbox. However, Rong Jing only glanced at it and rejected it with one vote.

Lu Chengchuan frowned: "What's wrong?"

Rong Jing raised his eyelids to look at him, and said lightly:
"Exhibits can only be displayed in a glass cover by the person in charge. Allowing the audience to touch the exhibits will risk damaging the exhibits."

Lu Chengchuan put his hands on his desk and his tone was still casual:
"The role of the model is to give the audience a better experience, and there is nothing more important than personal contact."

Rong Jing pushed up the glasses on his nose, his tone still calm:

"This exhibit requires a lot of effort and manpower that you can't imagine. I have an obligation to be responsible for the students' results. This kind of operational risk is uncontrollable and I cannot authorize it."

Lu Chengchuan raised his lips and said: "Professor, a model is just a model. If it breaks, it can be remade. However, the impact of interactive experience is something that can only be met but cannot be expected. After all, the value of experiments is to convey certain concepts, not ?"

Although Lu Chengchuan's tone was far from respectful, what he said made sense considering the facts. Rong Jing lowered her long eyelashes and seriously considered the possibility of this matter.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chengchuan lost his patience, thinking that Rong Jing was pretending to be a professor and using his status as a professor to exert pressure. He met his eyes and sneered:
"I don't necessarily need your authorization."

Rong Jing narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Naturally, Lu Chengchuan would not tell him that he could go directly to their old man. With the authority of the principal, why should he look at the professor's face?

At this time, Su Luo noticed the tense atmosphere as soon as she came back from going to the toilet. Before she could ask further questions, she was pulled out of the office by Lu Chengchuan.

Su Luo was passively pulled away by him. She tried her best to shake her, but she couldn't shake off the strength in her hands. It wasn't until she was far away that she heard Lu Chengchuan's voice:

"Let's go find my dad."

Su Luo frowned and tried her best to break free from the shackles on her wrists. After asking about the situation, she quickly ran back, but Rong Jing was no longer there.

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More than ten minutes ago, Rong Jing watched Su Luo being pulled away by that kid without any resistance, and an evil fire ran through his heart.

He couldn't read the book any more, so he pulled away the chair and walked downstairs, wandered around for a while, and went upstairs after he calmed down, only to find that Su Luo hadn't come back yet.

Rong Jing waited patiently in the office until six o'clock, then got into the car, started it, and drove away.

At the beginning of the night, the black Audi was speeding on the highway. When he saw the car in front of him, he passed it and honked the horn very loudly.

Half an hour later, he entered the community. The villa was dark and not a single light was on. It was obvious that Su Luo had not returned.

Rong Jing took a deep breath and didn't turn on the light. He just sat on the sofa and started calling Su Luo. However, he called Su Luo again and again, but nothing happened.

After calling more than a dozen times, no one answered. He gradually felt uneasy. He looked at his watch from time to time and paced around the room unconsciously.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Su Luo opened the door and came back, and was startled by the figure on the sofa in the darkness.

"Professor, why don't you turn on the light?"

She reached out and turned on the light, shook off the rainwater on her body, and carefully checked that the box in her arms had not been wet by the heavy rain. Only then did she realize that the man's face was gloomy, with a calmness before the storm.

The air was condensed, and Su Luo heard his cold voice: "Why don't you answer the phone?"

Su Luo was startled, took out her phone and took a look at it, then smiled quickly: "The phone is out of battery."

"Is your phone's battery out of battery the reason for not going home in the middle of the night?"

Su Luo choked, and the hand holding the thing shrank back behind her, her voice rolled up in her throat, and she heard the man's strong tone again:

"How about your reserve when you accept gifts from others casually?"

Rong Jing observed her every move from the moment she entered the door, and saw that she was wet all over, but she held the square box like a baby, and the box didn't get a drop of rain.

It is also tied with a burgundy ribbon, which looks like a gift at first glance.

For no reason, Rongjing burst into flames. He had been waiting for her in the office for so long, but she was lucky to play crazy with him until late at night. She didn't go home in the middle of the night and even accepted gifts.

Don’t you know that men and women cannot be intimate?In ancient times, this was called giving and receiving in private, and it was not a love relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

Thinking of the word love, the conservative Professor Rong's temples jumped. Is this girl really fascinated by that arrogant boy?

He looked over angrily and worriedly, and when he saw the girl's red eyes, he was startled.

"Why did you cry after just saying a few words to you?"

He raised his hand, but before it touched her cheek, she slapped it away. Su Luo turned around suddenly, but after taking a few steps, she ran back, stuffed the gift box into the man's arms, and kicked it off. Kicked up the stairs.

The bedroom door slammed shut.

Rong Jing was stunned and moved his eyes downward. Through the transparent plastic film, he saw a not-so-exquisite cream cake in the box. It looked like it was handmade.

The cake is a little misaligned and has collapsed a little, but it does not affect the text on the candy on it:
[Rong Jing, happy birthday]

Only then did Rong Jing realize that today was his birthday. It turned out that she came back so late just to make a birthday cake for herself.

He was cruel to her just now...

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door upstairs. No one responded, so he turned the doorknob and opened it.

As soon as he walked in, he saw Su Luo sitting by the bed, angrily wiping tears with the back of her hand.

In an instant, Rong Jing's heart swelled, as if he was immersed in hot water. He sat on the edge of the bed and just touched the girl's shoulder with his hand, but she dodged it.

Rong Jing swallowed his saliva and said sarcastically: "Xiaoluo, it's my fault."

Hearing this, Su Luo's long eyelashes trembled and she twisted her chin, still not looking at him.

Rong Jing quickly pulled over a chair, put the cake on it, and said something nice:

"Oh, which little fairy made this cake? It's so beautiful, I can't even bear to eat it."

He called her little fairy...

Su Luo glanced at him, her face softened, and her voice was muffled:
"I'm going to do my homework, please go out."

Rong Jing waved his hand quickly: "It's a big weekend, what kind of homework should I do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl glare at him, and he stopped talking and said nothing.

Seeing that her hair was still dripping, Rong Jing frowned, went to the bathroom to get a big bath towel, and began to wipe her head.

Su Luo slowly raised her eyelids and saw that he was clumsy in wiping. She pulled the towel over and twisted her hair slowly. After a long time, she pursed her lips:

"You murdered me..."

Seeing that she was still unhappy, Rong Jing sighed, thought for a while, and suddenly put a small piece of cream on his finger, smeared it on the tip of his nose, pretending to be funny, with a doting look in his eyes:

"Yes, I shouldn't be cruel to you, I'm bad."

The air was quiet.

Looking into those abyss-like black eyes, Su Luo slowly moved closer. Under the man's stunned gaze, she sucked the cream on the man's nose and said in a soft and gentle voice:

"Don't waste food."

Rong Jing felt that half of his face was numb, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. When he saw the girl lowered her head again, he changed the topic:

"When is Xiaoluo's birthday?"

Su Luo raised her eyelashes and glanced at him: "I don't know."

Rong Jing's heart softened, and he suddenly remembered that she grew up in an orphanage, and the date on the ID card was also fabricated. He patted her head lovingly, with a rare tenderness in his voice:
"Then Xiaoluo's birthday will be the same as Rongjing's, okay?"

The man's black eyes were full of pity, which made Su Luo feel complicated.

Seeing her nodding, Rong Jing curled his lips, cut the small flower in the center of the cake to Su Luo, and asked casually:

"What gift does Xiaoluo want?"

After hearing no response for a while, Rong Jing looked over and saw that the girl's fair face was stained with crimson, and her thick black eyelashes trembled and slowly raised.

She looked at him with straight and gentle eyes. She opened her teeth lightly and spoke a few words very clearly:
"I don't want anything,"

paused,
"I just want you to love me."

Rong Jing shook his hand and the cake fell on the carpet.

　Old man, I think you can still be unmoved?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)