I only care about making money and not love. I’m the best professional bootlicker!

The sea breeze blew on Lu Xing's face, and the huge fireworks illuminated his indifferent expression.

In the past, Song Junzhu's abnormality was particularly clear in his mind.

Why?

Why did Song Junzhu say that she would send him abroad to study at university?

Why?

Why was Song Junzhu suddenly willing to condescend to tutor him.

Why?

Why was Song Junzhu willing to let him beat her?

Why do you want to make these things?

This is the port of Haicheng. He dare not even think about the price of a yacht. He doesn't know how much it will cost to set off a fireworks show here.

But Song Junzhu did it.

The brilliant light of the fireworks in the sky is reflected on the water, and the sparkling water reflects the colorful brilliance.

And now.

Song Junzhu stood so close to him again that he could almost feel the breath when Song Junzhu spoke.

Lu Xing was not slow, he detected some subtle feelings.

To sum up.

Song Junzhu fell in love with him.

No.

It should be said that Song Junzhu fell in love with professional licker Lu Xing.

Lu Xing lowered his eyes and stopped watching the expensive fireworks and performance.

Professor Song, I can't perform for you forever.

You should be more sober.

After all.

Where did it go wrong?

The huge memory in Lu Xing's mind began to quickly recall. From which day did Professor Song become abnormal?

"I want to say..."

Song Junzhu paused, and her intuition, which had always worked in the past, played a role again.

At this moment, her intuition was warning her very strongly, don't say it, don't say it, if she said it, she would definitely lose the most precious thing!

The word love was already on the tip of his tongue, and Song Junzhu once again chose to trust his intuition and changed his words.

"......I'm sorry."

"I want to apologize to you. I'm sorry that I treated you badly before."

Hu——

Lu Xing rarely took care of his professional ethics, and he was obviously relieved.

Good!

Great!

Lu Xing lowered his eyes, held Song Junzhu's wrist on his shoulder, and said sincerely.

"No, Professor Song, I know you feel bad, this can help you relieve it, it's okay, I volunteered, I never blamed you, it's not your fault."

"The fireworks are beautiful, the yacht is beautiful, and the wind on the sea is very comfortable. Professor Song, thank you, thank you for doing this for me."

Professor Song, who has always been arrogant, has spent all his apologies on Lu Xing.

Song Junzhu stared blankly at the fireworks in the sky, and heard Lu Xing's comforting words in her ears. She suddenly thought.

Yacht, dinner, fireworks, confession.

What's the difference between her and the school hunk she had hit on the head before?

Did Lu Xing say he liked her?

Yes.

He said it thousands of times.

But among these thousands of times, how many times was he sincere?

If she really said it just now, what would happen to Lu Xing? Would he be scared?

Song Junzhu lowered her head and forced a smile.

She seemed to have messed up.

......

Got home in the evening.

Song Junzhu, who had promised to quit drinking, took out the wine glass and red wine that had not been used for a long time and got herself drunk.

Lu Xing had to drag her to give her a bath.

"Oh, Professor Song, don't move, you will fall."

"What will happen if you fall?" After getting drunk, Professor Song had a big tongue, and Lu Xing couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Xing talked to a drunkard with great interest: "If you fall and hit your head, you will travel through time."

Song Junzhu's eyes were hazy: "I want to travel through time."

"Oh~~~Does Professor Song want to travel through time to the steam age to start the industrial age?" Lu Xing thought to herself that she loves learning so much, doesn't she want to see those scientific giants?

"No, no."

Song Junzhu's eyes were straight, watching Lu Xing in front of her split into three people, she grabbed one of Lu Xing at random and said with a big tongue.

"I want to go back, I want to go back to half a year ago!"

Hiss——

Lu Xing looked down at the position where Song Junzhu's hand was placed and rolled his eyes.

Damn it.

Installed GPS? The positioning is so accurate?

He pulled Song Junzhu's hand away, washed her honestly, and pretended not to hear what she said.

Half a year ago?

Half a year ago was the day when the two met.

Professor Song, what do you want to do?

Isn't it good like this?

You go abroad, and I return to a peaceful life.

Lu Xing put a bathrobe on the freshly washed Song Junzhu and put her on the bed.

He adjusted the room temperature and covered her with a blanket.

The sleeping Professor Song was far less aggressive than usual, but her facial features were still delicate and bright.

Lu Xing stared at her lips, thought for a while, and found a lip balm.

After applying the lip balm, Lu Xing unscrewed a bottle of water and placed it where she could easily reach it.

"Good night, Professor Song."

Lu Xing turned off the lights and stopped reading those love words.

On the way back, he was tracing the source of the problem.

He found it.

It was that day when Song Junzhu was drunk, and he read the love words he copied from the Internet to people at the head of the bed for a long time.

Maybe...

Song Junzhu was not unconscious at that time?

......

Guest room.

Thank Miss Song Junzhu for leaving him a perfect bedroom.

Lu Xing was lying on a recliner by the window, scrolling through the hot searches. The headline was about the fireworks show at Haicheng Port.

The last one.

Expensive fireworks filled the sky, forming a LOVE shape.

Lu Xing laughed and turned off the hot searches.

Professor Song, it's a good thing you didn't say it, otherwise, I might not be able to lie here peacefully.

Wait until eleven o'clock.

"Huh? Why didn't Liu Qingqing send the script?"

Lu Xing typed a question mark in confusion.

Liu Qingqing called directly, catching Lu Xing off guard.

Adjust your voice.

"Hello? What's wrong, Qingqing?"

Liu Qingqing on the other end chuckled.

"No script reading today."

Ah?

No script reading?

Lu Xing scratched his head. He couldn't just chat here, could he?

So he said.

"Then can I sing for you, Qingqing?"

Liu Qingqing laughed, her voice full of joy.

"No need."

"I fell in love with a boy."

Ah......

Lu Xing nodded: "Then do you need to end the contract?"

"No."

Liu Qingqing refused straightforwardly.

"I want to ask you, is there any way you can help me pursue him?"

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