1202 Chapter 1202

"Huh? What's wrong?" Xie Ming asked calmly.

He looked in the car before returning, and now he is clean on Weibo, and the person directly from the Internet Supervision Bureau is doing things very thoroughly. Those who apologize should apologize, and those who expose the truth expose the truth.

Xia Ling should not have guessed that he did it?

After changing shoes, Xie Ming went to the bathroom and washed his hands slowly, and looked at himself in the mirror.

I haven't seen the sun for three months. Although his face is a little pale, he is still in good spirits.

Therefore, he passed by Xia Ling just now, it should not be a bad impression ...

The most handsome university professor in the Internet has always been full when opening public classes, attracting students from other schools to grab seats, and Professor Xie has never been able to get a ticket.

Looking at the Internet saying that Xia Ling had a crush on Lin Dan, and Lin Dan was harassed, and he hated Xia Ling because of her love for life.

Xie Ming suddenly awakened his sense of value.

He is thirty this year and Xia Ling is twenty-two.

Eight years old.

He is still her uncle.

Moral constraints made Xie Ming afraid to take a step towards Xia Ling.

She hated him ...

Exhaling deeply, Xie Ming went out of the bathroom.

At this moment, Zheng Long left the living room, and only Xia Ling was sitting alone.

She has a tablet in front of her and a mobile phone in her hand.

From Xie Ming's point of view, Xia Ling's mobile phone screen can be seen dimly, as if he is scanning Weibo?

Xie Ming's heart was beating.

"It's early, go back to bed early, haven't you always slept on time and never exceeded 11 o'clock?" Xie Ming sternly, standing by his solemn old-fashioned uncle.

"Okay." Xia Ling looked back at him.

In the light of the living room, her black and white eyes stared at him cleanly, her eyes seemed to have starlight, and it was like only one person in the world could see him.

She looked at him so seriously, Xie Ming stiffened.

"What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?" He raised his hand and touched his face.

His fingers have been doing experiments for many years, with thin cocoons on his fingers, and the bone joints are slightly thick, but the hand-shaped bone joints are clear and the fingers are slender, which looks very satisfying to the aesthetics of hand control.

And Xie Ming's face ...

There was no dirt on his face, but a clear drop of water just happened to fall under his eyes, with a handsome face in that position, like a tear mole.

Xie Ming's face was stern, but his solemn appearance, because of these short strands of wet hair, the whole person unexpectedly looked dumb.

Xia Ling knew Xie Ming was a dull person.

On the surface it looks mild and actually old-fashioned, on the surface it looks serious, but in fact it has a dull personality.

He rarely gets drunk, but Xia Ling remembers that when she was at home, Xie Ming was drunk and sent back once.

Xie Ming was lying on the sofa, uttering a mess, dragging her from her childhood to growing up, the series of bitter persuasion was more than he had taught Xia Ling before.

Such a character, looking awkward, is actually quite contrasting.

Sitting on the sofa, looking at Xie Ming, Xia Ling suddenly smiled.

Laughter broke the silence in the living room, Xie Ming twisted his eyebrows uncomfortably, and Wen Junlang's face brushed awkwardly.

"Good, what are you laughing at?" He asked.

Standing up, Xia Ling stepped in front of him step by step.

She was wearing slippers and she was in pajamas.

He was wearing a suit, and he was wearing a mix of disinfectant water, probably from a scientific research base.

She went to his ear and was half shorter than him.

(End of this chapter)