The next day, the sun fell into the city, and Han Muyou woke up faintly, because of the hangover from the spirits, her head hurt so much. He got up in a daze and patted his head as if it was about to crack. After being stunned for two seconds, she realized that this strange room, unfamiliar furnishings, unfamiliar bed, unfamiliar ...... Pillow man!

"Ahh Han Muyou hugged the thin quilt, jumped out of bed, and looked at the man lying on the bed in disbelief. She examined her body as she struggled to recall the scene from yesterday's fragment. She remembered that there was a lewd uncle next to her, didn't she ...... She's really degraded to such an extent!

In a moment of shock, the man on the bed had already gotten up, and in an instant, he threw Han Muyou onto the bed, hugged him in his arms, and closed his eyes. "Are you so abrasive to sleep every day?" The early morning male voice was hoarse and forbearing, chaotic and drunk.

Han Muyou was stunned, this person didn't seem to be the obscene uncle. Well, déjà vu, where have I seen it. Han Muyou patted her not-so-bright head, and then some clips flashed in her mind like a movie.

She trembled, cautiously, and shouted as if walking on thin ice: "Teach...... Professor. ”

"Well, it doesn't seem like I'm stupid enough to know who I am." The man chuckled, seeming to be pleasant.

The damn sound literally made her ears pregnant.

"Han Muyou, how can I be responsible if you sleep." The man's nice voice sounded above her.

This damn ambiguous voice and posture made her arrogant and domineering person lose her temper, and in addition to self-blame and overwhelm, more Han Muyou was in a state of complete confusion.

God, she slept with her econometric professor. She still wants to graduate, whether she wants to live a good college life, and whether she wants to fail her course.

She is not as good as high school now, no one gives her arrogant capital, she can only learn from those poor students to be cautious and work hard. However, she slept with a professor in one of the subjects she hated the most!

As a result, Miss Han's brain circuit deviated from the orbital line.

"Professor Song, can you not fail the course. I'll pay you no, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't have drunk and messed with sex, I shouldn't have slept with you. I swear that I will listen carefully to the lectures in the future, study hard and improve every day, and I will definitely study econometrics thoroughly and by heart. ”

"Huh!" Song Yiyu chuckled, let go of Han Muyou's waist, supported his noble head with one hand, and looked at Han Muyou who was a meter away from him and wrapped tightly with interest.

"I'm holding you accountable, not holding you accountable for econometrics. Mumu, you are responsible for me as a person. As he spoke, Song Yiyu took her hand domineeringly and forcefully and put it on his chest. You can't just abandon me when you're done. I have been guarding myself for 28 years, and once I lost my body, my heart is very heavy! He spoke with sincerity and loss, as if it were true.

Han Muyou couldn't cry and laughed and was at a loss. Isn't this kind of thing a girl suffers more, when does a boy care so much about his chastity? Is she also good for the first time?

"That, it's my first time, and you're also the first time, so let's talk about it. In the future, no one owes anyone anything, and the water does not violate the river. As he spoke, he pulled his hand back.

However, a man's strength is something that she, a young lady, can match. Song Yiyu simply pulled her over and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Mumu, let's be together." The man's tone was sincere, with a clearly visible reverence.

Han Muyou was stunned at the time, what kind of situation was this. She doesn't know him at all, even if she knows him and knows that he is a professor, the intersection between them is limited to the teacher-student relationship, which is normal

However, when Han Muyou lost his mind, he heard Song Yiyu say affectionately: "I have been waiting for you for many years. ”

"No, Professor, we've known each other for three months at most. Or because you're a professor, I know you as I should. Isn't this a bit too much for many years? Han Muyou asked tremblingly.

"It's okay, Mumu, I'm willing to wait for you." Song Yiyu said indifferently.

Han Muyou really couldn't remember when she had a leg with this professor. Bah, bullshit, it's acquaintance.

"Mumu, you come with me, I'll give you a home." Song Yiyu buried his head in her neck, as if he had imagined it for many years. His voice is cheerful and beautiful, authentic and reverent. He clearly felt that Han Muyou was stunned.

Then, Han Muyou heard him say again: "I will prove it to you, you don't have to agree in a hurry." Mu Mu, anyway, I've been waiting for you for 5 years, and I don't mind waiting a little longer. But, please give me a chance, a chance to get closer to you. ”

Han Muyou didn't know how to feel in his heart.

That kind of warmth seemed to be a spring rain on her desolate and barren heart, and the gentle drizzle moistened her almost withered heart seedlings, and for a moment she felt that her heart that was about to dry up was full of warm clear water, flowing in her veins, warming every inch of her skin.

She thought that this was enough, but she heard the man behind her say something guilty and distressed.

"Mu Mu, I know everything about you, so you don't have to feel inferior, and you don't need to be afraid, I will be with you forever."

"I'm sorry, Mumu, I didn't arrive in time and injured you."

"I'm sorry, Mu Mu, I didn't say what I like you earlier, so that you think love is so bad."

"I'm sorry, Mumu, I know he can't protect you, but I still have hope for him."

"But, Mu Mu, from now on, no one can do that to you, not even me. If you are sad, you can cry, don't hold back, don't hurt yourself, Mu Mu will be distressed. ”

Han Muyou didn't know why, suddenly, the tight string in her mind broke so hard at that moment, and with a bang, her disguised indestructible world collapsed, the walls were broken, and her broken heart was exposed.

It hurts, it hurts. She cried in pain, at first sobbing faintly, with nowhere to put her hands, tugging at the rest of the blanket and resisting the urge to cry.

"Mumu, cry, don't be afraid of me." Song Yiyu's gentle voice swept through her heart like water, impacting her last line of defense, and in an instant, her emotions were like the Yellow River, rushing down, out of control.

She turned around and hid in Song Yiyu's arms, crying to death.

is not just because of the love that was strangled in the cradle, but more because of the sudden encounter. Her thin shoulders supported the lives of the other two women. And she used to be an arrogant eldest lady, who didn't know anything, didn't learn anything, how did she make a living, how she took care of her mother and grandmother.