Professor Yang comforted Zhang Chuyang for a few words and then didn't continue to say anything.

Zhang Chuyang, who was hit, still has to come out by himself, and the comfort of others can only be taken care of for a while, and the material research is full of thorns, and every time he is hit, he needs to be comforted by others, so there is no need to continue the material research.

Only Mu Jingchi and Zhang Chuyang came back.

Professor Yang has other things to attend to over there.

The luck of the two was not so good.

Not long after the plane landed.

It began to rain in Yanjing, and at first it was still a light rain, but as time went on, it became heavier and heavier, and it was accompanied by a strong wind.

The sky was dark and calm, and the violent wind and rain swept across Yanjing.

Mu Jingchi walked out of the elevator, but happened to see a person squatting on the ground in the corridor.

It's none other than Song Xiaoyi.

It seemed very unfortunate that she had caught up with the storm, and her hair and clothes were soaked.

"Why don't you go in?"

Mu Jingchi looked at Song Xiaoyi, who was squatting and holding his knees with both hands, and asked.

Hearing Mu Jingchi's familiar voice, Song Xiaoyi's body trembled, raised his head, and wiped the hair on his face with both hands, "I forgot to bring the key." ”

Between the tones, there is a full grievance!

It's like wronging yourself why you made such a mistake!

Although she was very reluctant to be seen by the other party after the rain, she couldn't help it.

The temperature in Yanjing has not yet receded.

It is still in the heating period, and the temperature is further reduced due to such bad weather conditions.

Mu Jingchi only looked at Song Xiaoyi's door at this time.

Although he passed by many times, he never paid attention to the other party's door.

This is an anti-theft door, and the door lock is not an electronic lock in Mu Jingchi's home, but a mechanical lock that requires a key to open.

This may be because Aunt Zhao's older generation has an instinctive rejection of electronic products and feels that electronic locks are not safe, so they use this mechanical lock.

Looking at Song Xiaoyi's body trembling slightly, Mu Jingchi said, "Come into my room, it's too cold outside." Your clothes are still wet, and if you don't change your clothes, it's easy to catch a cold. ”

At this time, the outside world has been completely submerged into darkness, and the strong winds and torrential rain have not slowed down at all, but have become more and more crazy.

Under such conditions, going to a friend's house is not the best option.

As for why Aunt Zhao is not at home, Mu Jingchi doesn't need to ask for this reason, she must have been delayed by something, or Aunt Zhao was trapped by this storm at this time.

Song Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, not knowing what kind of expression to feedback.

But she still stood up and followed Mu Jingchi's footsteps. When she saw the other party press the combination lock to unlock the lock, her eyes suddenly turned to other directions.

Mu Jingchi led Song Xiaoyi in.

There is heating in the house, and the system is still running, so it is naturally warm. As soon as Song Xiaoyi came in, he felt this warmth, and his body muscles instinctively relaxed.

But the cold has not yet left the body, and this sudden change of heat and cold, the body immediately reacted.

Ahh

A sneeze came so suddenly, so suddenly.

Mu Jingchi turned on the lights of the house, put down his backpack, and walked to the second bedroom alone.

Just when Song Xiaoyi felt at a loss and embarrassed, Mu Jingchi came back, holding a set of clothes in his hand, and it looked like a girl's clothes.

"My sister sometimes comes to stay with me for two days, so I have some of her clothes at home. Mu Jingchi's gaze lingered on Song Xiaoyi for a moment, "You are almost in shape, this dress should fit." ”

The clothes were folded and square, like tofu cubes.

Looking at the clothes handed to him, Song Xiaoyi waved his hand again and again, "No need, my mother will be back in a while." ”

Mu Jingchi shook his head, took out his mobile phone, and opened a program, "This is not good, the weather forecast on the mobile phone shows that this storm will last for four hours." ”

"The best thing to do is for you to take a shower in the bathroom at my house, change your clothes, and then go with me to pick up Aunt Zhao. What do you think?"

Song Xiaoyi hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and said glutinously, "My mother has returned to her hometown... ”

"But, God, you can send me to my best friend and help me. She folded her hands and swayed at Mu Jingchi, showing a pitiful expression.

It's a pity that there are still water stains on the face, which looks a little nondescript.

"I'm going to treat you to a big meal!"

Mu Jingchi nodded, "I'll help you, but you still have to change your clothes." You are not covered in water, and it is not convenient to take the car. As he spoke, he handed his hand to the garment.

When it came to this, Song Xiaoyi could only nod when he looked at his embarrassed appearance.

Mu Jingchi guided Song Xiaoyi to the bathroom, "There are brand new and unopened toiletries inside, all of which are prepared by my sister, you can use them." ”

Song Xiaoyi nodded shyly again, slowly entered the bathroom, and then closed the door.

While Song Xiaoyi was in the bathroom.

Mu Jingchi entered the study and attended an academic conference in Haikou, and he still needs to make a summary.

Just while the afterglow of the content of the meeting has not disappeared from his mind, Mu Jingchi wants to take advantage of the 'active thinking' function of the study to sort it out.

···

When Song Xiaoyi came out of the bathroom, she changed her appearance.

Wearing pink clothes, his hair is still wet, but it is wet with a fragrance, which is what it looks like after washing his hair.

The clothes are indeed as Mu Jingchi said, neither big nor small, just right.

Song Xiaoyi, who came out, swept his eyes over the house, but did not see Mu Jingchi's figure. She didn't open her mouth to shout, that seemed rude.

Dressed in slippers, she walked around the house and walked to the door of the study.

Because the door to the study was not closed, there was a gap the width of a thumb. The light in the study was not dazzling, it shone very softly, allowing Song Xiaoyi to see Mu Jingchi who was writing something seriously.

For a while, Song Xiaoyi was a little distracted.

At a glance, the other party's upright sitting posture, textbook-like sitting posture and writing posture is a beautiful scenery. Her gaze was more detailed, and she could see each other's hands.

The hand that was holding the pen and writing moved slightly with the stroke of the note, it was a pair of very white, clean hands, the nails of the fingertips were neatly trimmed.

This is indeed a good pair of hands.

Keep looking up.

Song Xiaoyi saw the other party's expression, it was the kind of concentration that was immersed in his own affairs and was not disturbed by the outside world.

This moment.

The picture seemed to be still in her eyes, and the soft light in the study poured on each other's bodies, like a layer of deep golden sand.

Goo, goo, goo!

Just when this beautiful time flowed, the untimely sound sounded, in this quiet atmosphere, like a spring thunder!

Song Xiaoyi's stomach screamed!

She's hungry!

So, her gaze met the other's gaze again through the gap in the door.