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Pretending to be asleep and being caught on the spot, the professor seemed unhappy.

Song Er called her, "Professor."

Pei Ji turned his back to her and did not respond.

Really angry. Song Er was not in a hurry.

It may be that I just taught myself to say goodnight to myself is too cute, or maybe it is that her figure with her back to her looks a bit childish, not aggressive at all, and does not cause negative emotions. Song Wei's eyes are full of smiles. , Continue to call her: "Pei Ji."

no response.

But Song Wei was not in a hurry. She lay on the bed, facing Pei Ji's direction sideways, and waited quietly.

Sure enough, after a few seconds, Pei Ji reluctantly said: "Song Er, kitten."

It was like being pressed a switch, no matter how reluctant, she would respond.

A short distance between them, Song Er looked at the immunologist who was wrapped in an air conditioner on the opposite side. The corners of her mouth had already turned up, but in order not to annoy her further, she had to pretend to be very serious. Asked: "Angry?"

"Not angry." Pei Ji's voice was a little dull, and he looked very unhappy at first.

"What's wrong with that?" Song Er asked, "Are there new emotions?"

It should be a new emotion, because there has never been such a feeling before.

But Pei Ji couldn't say it. The strange emotion was neither anger nor anger. It seemed to be unhappy and muffled in his heart, but it was not the kind of very strong stuffiness and muddy, which was not straightforward.

She judged that it was not serious, and she was not very emotional, and it would dissipate on its own.

"It's a small emotion." After she summed it up, she told Song Er this conclusion.

But he still didn't turn around, still turned his back to Song Er.

All the anxiety of the night disappeared in these few conversations. Song Wei found that the professor is really a very amazing person. She often worries her, makes her suffer from gains and losses, and makes her afraid of losing her, but she can always make her feel at ease in a few words and a few things. Get down.

For example, at this time, for example, she was afraid that she would not come back after leaving because of what happened last night. As a result, she received a detailed WeChat message from her and told her carefully what she had eaten at night. She was busy all day long. Even hastily described everything in detail.

Song Er couldn't understand the cells, petri dishes, and stages in her description, but she still watched it several times, and it felt sour and sweet.

"You still have small emotions." She said helplessly, "I didn't have any small emotions when you treated me like that last night."

When she mentioned what happened last night, Pei Ji finally turned around and looked at her.

"You are really too bad." Song Er said to her.

Astonishment appeared in Pei Ji's eyes, and then frowned tightly. She understood what the phrase "the wicked person sue first" meant.

She has always known that she likes to get along with Song Er, likes to hear her voice, likes to meet her eyes, likes to be in the same space with her, and can be touched at any time.

Song Er is a must for her.

So at the congee shop, the fan asked her if she liked Song Er, and she said without hesitation that she liked it very much.

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