Even if she says that she shouldn't be happy about this, she can't help but feel emotional.

"Can we go back?" Wang Xizhi held his hand and asked.

"Are you in a hurry to go back?"

"Young Master Ji and ......"

"You'd better care less about other men in front of me." The professor interrupted her.

"For God's sake...... Wang took a breath, "That's Young Master Ji He, they are children, and there is no need for you to worry about it." ”

"I'm just not happy." She used to pay more attention and care to those two little boys than he did.

"I treat them as juniors and younger brothers, you are their teacher, and you should be the same." Wang Xizhi taught him a lesson, and walked all the way downstairs with him to the empty street.

"I'm also your teacher, have I seen you as a junior?" At least after the reunion.

He always felt that one of the reasons why the ladies and the boys were so close was probably this.

"You're only a few years older than me, less than five, aren't you?" Wang frowned. "And I'm already three years older than the little boys, eight years is enough for a child to be sensible enough, so why are you still messing around?"

Messing around. The professor kept an account in his heart, Wang Xizhi saw his tactics and was silent for a while, and probably guessed that he was keeping accounts, so he couldn't help but regret it, and changed the topic in a low voice, coaxing him to be happy: "What do you want to do?" ”

"Let's go back." The professor smiled genuinely and sincerely.

The lady reached out to touch his stubble, how did he leave it again, the professor just laughed, and as she felt how sharp the "knife around the neck" was, she had an idea.

"Let's go see a real movie." She pointed to the mall theater in front of her, trying to make him happy.

And it seems like I haven't been to a movie for a long time.

The professor handed his gaze over: "Okay, which one?" ”

There happened to be a "Sherlock Holmes" movie, and she finally chose this one.

The professor couldn't expect her to see Beauty and the Beast or Venice next door.

But it's not that she doesn't want to see anything else, she just really wants to see this.

A young boy who liked Sherlock Holmes and formed a detective club and met an Oriental friend went to the city where his brother had studied and bought an abandoned bank building.

Then he met his teacher on the street, and coincidentally encountered a murder on the street, and at the insistence of the students, the teacher also helped him peel off the cocoon and catch the murderer.

The student invited the teacher to stay, and the teacher readily agreed.

Then at some point the lady found the person she had been looking for, found the office, she observed for a while, and decided to stay and monitor and investigate the person.

Now standing next to him, popcorn in hand, he in the drink.

The professor was a little amused, but after all, the movie was an original plot, so he watched it carefully, and the lady looked at one of the episodes, and suddenly turned her head and asked him, "How do you know where Ark ends up, 'Holmes'?" ”

The professor knew best that in her heart they were no match for the Holmes, and that he would have thought that the lady was making fun of him, but now the lady was just saying nice things.

This does not mean that the old gentleman is useless, in fact he is enjoying it, being someone else when she was Holmes.

The professor only explained in general terms that he didn't want Ark to take his time off.

"Maybe I should call you 'chess player' better." She pointed to the culprit on the screen, "Step by step, push people into a predetermined dead end." ”

The lady did not mean to condemn him when she said this, but only out of pure feeling.

The professor smiled and didn't speak, the film came to an end, the "chess player" of course lost to Sherlock Holmes, the professor grabbed her and pulled her to watch the easter eggs together, at the end of the film, as the villain of the next movie, he finally showed his face.

The professor looked at the screen and said, "The so-called 'chess player' is just someone else's pawn, and in this movie, if you have to put me into a role, it must be him." ”

On the screen, the man called out his name.

Moriarty.

"Moriarty can calculate a lot of things and use the city of London as his chessboard, but he has parts that he can't control."

"You're Holmes, ma'am." The professor smiled and stood up.

Moriarty couldn't play with Holmes in the palm of his hand.

But after a moment, he reached out and asked the lady to stand up, resuming his smile: "But don't worry, I'm not Moriarty, and you're not Holmes. ”

"You're so stupid." He said.

Wang Xizhi pinched his waist.

"Oh!" He let out a low cry, probably a laugh.

I watched a movie, it was supposed to be afternoon, and now it's time for dinner.

It happened to be in the mall and it was good to find restaurants nearby.

They probably don't need to worry too long about eating, no matter how much they eat, they are always eating, the lady is not picky, the professor is picky but not too picky, so she usually goes in to eat when she sees the first one.

"We can play outside for a few more days." The professor said.

"Why? We can also play when we go back to Harbin City. "Subjectively, the lady still doesn't want to spend much time in the city.

Whether it's escaping or touching the scene, it's really not necessary to stay.

"Is it really okay to go back?" The professor looked up at her.

Wang Xizhi finally knew what he cared about, why he didn't want to go back, he was afraid that if he went back, he wouldn't be able to get close openly, he thought that he wouldn't want the little boys to know that the lady and the professor were in love.

"Yes." She smiled lightly. "It's your right, and it's mine, isn't it?"

It was surprising that the shy lady would talk like that, and the professor laughed silently. After all, I kissed her at that time, and she didn't even feel comfortable in the same room for most of the day.

Is it really just a moment?

......

Since she said that there was no need to hide the relationship, the professor was no longer so entangled in where to go, and when he returned to the hotel in the evening, he seemed to be very tired, yawning after taking a shower, but he stayed obediently these days, and he didn't stay up late, and the only strenuous exercise was just climbing a few floors with her.

Looking at him now, he basically doesn't touch his mobile phone now, thinking about the days ago when he kept his mobile phone in his hand every day, Wang somewhat understood, she put down the hair dryer, walked to the bed and rubbed the old gentleman's temples with her hands, and asked him softly: "Tired?" ”

"No, it's fine." The professor said.

"Rest early, won't you?"

"You speak softly like this, is it a lack of heart?" The professor asked.

I'm afraid of being killed by a stubbled jaw.

Wang Xizhi had really forgotten about it, but now that he mentioned it again, she hugged him from behind, leaned on his shoulder, and said, "No, rest, Lanchester." ”

He may have really worked a lot, and he didn't have an easy time, right? When the lady could rest, he did not.

Before she knew it, she was relying on him, although she didn't mean it that way at first.

"You rest too." The professor pulled her into the bed and said.

"Of course, good night." The king kissed him on the forehead, and the lady gave him a good night kiss tonight.