The man is tall, even a little taller than him with foreign ancestry, and he has a strong sense of presence, but Jacob just cared about Wen Yao, thinking that the two did not come together.

Although my uncle is kind, he also has the arrogance of an art creator, and he can be respected like this......

It seems that the identity of a man is not simple.

Jacob has always done what he wants, and asked directly: "Yao, who is this, don't introduce me?" ”

Wen Yao paused and said quickly: "This is Fu Jin, my psychiatrist." ”

Speaking so quickly, it's as if the relationship is being dissociated.

"Jacob, huh? I've seen you tutor Wen Yao before," Fu Jin raised his eyes, then turned to corot and said, "You have a very good nephew." ”

When he said that, Fu Jin regretted it a little.

deliberately mentioned that he had seen him tutoring Wen Yao, isn't it implying that he lives in Wen Yao's house?

has decided not to give the girl a thought, what is he doing?

Jealous of the hairy boy?

"Let's talk, I'll go to the bathroom."

Wen Yao's mental state is very good now, and he can calmly deal with strangers even if he is not there.

Instead, he ......

—

In the bathroom, the man in the mirror is handsome but has gloomy eyes.

He rubbed his hands repeatedly with hand sanitizer that were so white that they were distorted—

Fu Jin had just shaken hands with Corot.

The sound of the water washed away the foam from his hands, and slightly diluted his imminent emotions.

I just walked out of the bathroom and the pent-up emotions came back to me.

"Yaoyao?"

The girl in the white dress stood not far from the door of the bathroom, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.

"Doctor Fu......" The girl's voice was small, but firm, "Can you give me your contact information?" ”

"Why?" Fu Jin's voice lost the gentleness of Fang Cai.

"I ...... I would like to keep in touch with Dr. Fu. ”

Because you have to be the most important person to you.

"Why?" The man asked again, his tone unchanged, almost questioning.

The system shouted in his head: "Dog man, is he a hundred thousand why?" ”

Different from the impatience of the system, Wen Yao replied seriously: "Because I like Doctor Fu." ”

Not again.

Fu Jin took two steps forward and approached the girl, the arm that had blocked the dagger for her was propped up on the wall, only a few centimeters away from the girl's cheek.

The space is already small, and the man's sense of oppression is undoubtedly revealed.

"You like me?"

The man kept asking questions, as if to confirm something.

"Yes." The girl nodded slightly.

Leaning too close, her forehead almost touched Fu Jin's lips.

"What about the Chinese teacher, do you like him?"

The man's breath fell on her ears as he spoke, a little itchy, and Wen Yao could clearly smell the sandalwood fragrance on his body, which was thick and elegant.

"I like ...... too," Wen Yao thought for a moment, "He taught very well in class." ”

"Like it too?"

"Yes, but Dr. Fu is different."

"Different?"

System: Yes, it's a repeater again.

Wen Yao remembered the plot in "The Domineering Doctor Fell in Love with Me", stood on tiptoe slightly, and her soft lips pressed against Fu Jin's cheek.

"I ...... I want to do this to doctors, but I don't want to do this to others. ”

Fu Jin's flaxen-colored pupils suddenly contracted, and the wet and soft touch completely broke a certain string in her heart.

"Wen Yao." Men seldom called her by her full name, and at the moment she whispered softly in the girl's ear, as if she were chanting some kind of spell.

"You brought it on yourself."