Qin Juranâs voice was filled with determination. As the soft glow of the fairy lights flickered upon her face, the image of her previous getup, with the wire-rimmed glasses and white suit jacket, flashed in Ruan Nanâs mind, causing the temperature in her face to increase exponentially: âStop joking around, Qin JuranâŚâ
Qin Juran pulled her even closer. âWhy would I be joking? I taught you so many problems, donât I deserved to be called âProfessor Qin?ââ
Ruan Nanâs strength could never top Qin Juranâs. In the position she was currently in, she could only push weakly against Qin Juan, pleading: âThis isnât the right place for that.â
Qin Juran burst into laughter. Hooking a finger around Ruan Nanâs chin, she replied, âOh, really? But according to Professor Qinâs observations, you seem to really like these uniforms?â
She brought her lips right to Ruan Nanâs ears and continued, âDidnât you notice that every time I wear a suit and glasses, you always end up staring at me?â
Having hit the nail on the head, Ruan Nanâs face immediately flamed, burning so hot that she could scald Qin Juran. She felt that her secret shames had been exposed and wanted nothing more than to hide under the covers and ignore her. In a stuffy voice, she asked, âSo you purposely dressed up like that today?â
Qin Juran laughed softly. âOf course. I calculated the time: one class would take two hours, so by the time I finished, it would be just past 12.â
âAh-Ruan, do you know how everyone else is describing our relationship?â
Ruan Nan understood that she was referring to the aftermath of the forum post they made, as well as the reason behind Lin Weiâs recent attitude towards her. She straightened her neck and answered, âLove rivals turned lovers?â
âItâs a little more promiscuous than that.â
âLove rivals by day, lovers by night.â
âItâs already night. And what do lovers usually do at this time?â
Ruan Nan had no idea that there was such a rumor going around. Now, in this situation, with Qin Juranâs warm breath against her ears, a tingling sensation rippling through her body, she spoke softly: âQin Juran, I know youâre joking.â
Qin Juran froze, then let out a small laugh and rubbed her head: âThatâs right, that last part was a joke. But I meant what I said before.â
âYou wonât say it?â
Ruan Nan sensed that Qin Juran was planning something naughty, as she knew Qin Juranâs concepts of touching and playing around often overlapped. She quickly followed up as a beg for mercy: âWerenât you planning on becoming President Qin? If I call you âProfessor,â then how could I call you âPresident Qinâ?â
Surprised that she remembered such a matter, Qin Juran let out a laugh, then leaned closer to Ruan Nanâs mouth: âTheyâre not mutually exclusive.â
ââPresident Qinâ under the covers, âProfessor Qinâ above.â
Ruan Nan was so embarrassed that she felt lightheaded. But in the end, she couldnât think of a comeback, and finally called out in a small voice, âProfessor Qin.â
Knowing that her scheme played out perfectly, Qin Juran pulled Ruan Nan back over to the living room to continue teaching, satisfied. After this episode, Ruan Nan had a hard time collecting her thoughts, and assumed that Qin Juran would be the same. However, Qin Juranâs mental willpower was truly amazing; it seemed that as soon as she picked up her pencil, she was back in her tutor mindset.
The silver pen looked especially shiny held in Qin Juranâs slender fingers, and every word of guidance that came out of her mouth made her all the more attractiveâŚ
Ruan Nan tried to clear her head, coughing softly. She strenuously worked through a few more problems and finally came to an understanding of the topic. When she opened her phone to check the time, it was already 1 a.m.
Ruan Nan felt that she had never studied this hard ever in her three years of university. Truthfully, she had a good grasp of her own aptitude and knew that at her level, she could just pass the exams. But for some reason, this time around, she didnât want Qin Juran to see her below-par scores.
Feeling a little dizzy, Ruan Nan stretched out her body, then slumped over the table, like a little cat. Â Peeking at Qin Juran from the corner of her eye, Ruan Nan pursed her lips. Pretty face, nice body, and good studies.
After annotating the last problem, Qin Juran raised her head, preparing to continue speaking. When she saw Ruan Nanâs position, she reached a hand to rub her head. âTired?â
âMm.â Ruan Nan didnât move.
Qin Juran laughed softly: âAre you hungry?â
Upon hearing her question, Ruan Nan realized that she was indeed a bit hungry, and grunted in response.
Qin Juran stood up and loosened her body. âProfessor Qin will make you a midnight snack.â
Professor Qin, Professor QinâŚ
Looking at Qin Juranâs crescent eyes, Ruan Nan perked up, murmuring wittingly, âProfessor âQin.ââ 1
Upon hearing those two words from Ruan Nanâs mouth, Qin Juran immediately leaned closer: âWhat did you just say?â
Ruan Nan tried to hold back her smile, but seeing Qin Juranâs excited expression, she found it more and more difficult. She quickly straightened up and shook her head: âNothing.â
âNo, wait, did you just secretly call me by âProfessor Qin?ââ
Finally, Ruan Nan couldnât take it anymore and burst out in laughter. She covered a hand over her mouth and nodded, âYep, Professor âQin.ââ
Qin Juran was incredulous: âJust earlier, you refused to call me that no matter what, so why are you so gleeful now?â After this, she gave Ruan Nanâs head another rub, then proceeded towards the kitchen to cook.
Ruan Nan buried her head on her knees, snickering for another while before finally shaking off the words âProfessor Qinâ from her mind.
While Qin Juran cooked, Ruan Nan went to take a shower. She sloppily dried her hair, changed into a slip nightgown, then walked into the kitchen, where a scrumptious aroma was beginning to flow from.
Ruan Nan herself didnât know how to cook, but based on the aroma, she could tell that Qin Juranâs skills were pretty top-notch.
But why did this aroma smell so familiar for some reason?
Ruan Nan put down her towel and walked towards the dining table, looking to see that placed upon the table was a steaming, fragrant bowl ofâŚ
Moreover, floating on top were two stalks of bok choy.
Qin Juran was currently bringing over another bowl from the kitchen. Since the bowl was rather hot, she nearly dropped it in her clumsy state.
Ruan Nan seemed a bit taken aback: âYou canât cook, either?â
Oh please, how could President Qin know how to cook?
But Qin Juran was unsure of whether the original owner could cook or not. Afraid of getting the details wrong, she only coughed lightly and spoke: âUsing other ingredients is too much work, and instant noodles are the best midnight snack, after all.â
Ruan Nan rarely ate instant noodles, but eating it once in a while like this was quite delicious. With the shimmering red noodle soup and the glistening green vegetables, as well as the strong and flavorful aroma grazing against her nose, the meal was very appetizing. Qin Juran only made one packet of noodles, which was just the right amount for the two to share amongst themselves.
After eating the noodles, Qin Juran moved to wash the dishes, but Ruan Nan grabbed the bowl in her hand: âI got it, you go shower. I already washed up earlier.â
Qin Juran peered at her: âWhat, did calling me âProfessor Qinâ dirty you or something?â
Ruan Nan: *hands in fists*
Qin Juran chuckled: âLooks like Miss Ruan is voluntarily inviting me to stay over?â
This time, Ruan Nan didnât refute, instead raising a brow: âCampus Flower Qin even brought her new underwear with her; wouldnât it be rude not to invite you and be so inconsiderate of your meticulous planning?â
Qin Juran froze, remembering that some of her clothes had fallen out of the bag when she was fishing out the items. Unfazed, she only replied with a quick word of, âNaughty,â then collected her underwear and sleepwear and walked into the bathroom. Of course, Ruan Nanâs bathroom was just as luxurious as the rest of the apartment and was even furnished with a beautiful white bathtub.
Upon laying eyes on the tub, Qin Juran suddenly felt paralyzed. She had a beautiful, comfortable bathtub just like that in her past life.
Just then, Ruan Nanâs voice echoed from the doorway: âIf you want to use the tub, then Iâll clean it for you.â
Qin Juran sucked in a breath. âNo need.â
The sounds of water rushing echoed from the bathroom. Since Ruan Nan lived alone, the bathroom door wasnât completely solid wood and had a small pane of opaque glass embedded in the middle. Although it wasnât transparent, the shadows could still be seen through. Seeing the silhouette within the bathroom moving, Ruan Nan quickly turned to walk away.
After a short while, Qin Juran came out, wearing a long nightgown whose length hit right around her knees. After rubbing her slippers against the bathmat, she leaned against the doorway as she dried off her hair and asked, âWhich room am I sleeping in?â
Ruan Nan paused for a moment, then led her to a guest room. Perhaps it was because the room looked as if it rarely saw guests, in addition to the gray bedding and dim light, but Qin Juran couldnât help shivering at the sight: âItâs really something, Miss Ruan.â
Moreover, this room was facing a direction such that the wind outside made an eerie sound as it blew past. Even Ruan Nan felt a bit apologetic, letting out a small cough: âIf you get scared during the nightâŚâ
âI can come sleep with you?â
âYou can give me a call.â
Qin Juran didnât argue any more and went to sit on the bed. Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, crossing her legs and leaning back: âAh-Ruan, can I borrow a pair of nail clippers?â
Ruan Nan startled: âTheyâre in the living room.â
âCan you bring them over? And the bag on the sofa while youâre at it.â Qin Juran shook her two feet in the air as she spoke: âMy feet havenât fully dried yet.â
Ruan Nan hummed in affirmation, then walked to the living room to grab the nail clippers. After finding them, she proceeded to grab the bag. Qin Juran hadnât properly closed her bag after taking her clothes out, so when Ruan Nan tried to pick it up, all of the belongings inside spilled out.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Ruan Nan rushed to stuff everything back inside: a pressed powder, lipstick, glasses case, a few pencils, and a bottle of some unnamed liquid all tumbled onto the corner of the couch. Ruan Nan leaned down to pick it up and read the label: Hand sanitizer.
Nail clippers, hand sanitizerâŚ
Suddenly, Ruan Nan remembered a bawdy post that she saw on Baidu the other day, and her face flamed.
After Qin Juran waited a long while, Ruan Nan finally came back. Seeing the figure standing cautiously in the doorway, Qin Juran asked, âWhat took you so long? Did you get everything?â She beckoned for Ruan Nan to come over.
Ruan Nanâs cheeks were still a bit red, and she remained still in the doorway, her lips twitching. She swept a strange look over Qin Juran, then finally dropped the nail clipper and bag on the carpet by the doorway in a defeated manner and dashed away without looking back.
Qin Juran didnât know what the matter was with her all of a sudden. She smiled, feeling rather confused, then walked over to pick up the nail clipper.
She had just purchased this nightgown and there was a small cloth tag on the neckline that kept rubbing against her skin. Qin Juran closed the door and took off her nightgown, and under the dim light, she proceeded to use the nail clipper to carefully cut off the tag. Since the stitching was quite intricate, it was hard to cut it off cleanly.
After she finished, Qin Juran slipped the dress back on. She was indeed pretty sleepy after a night of teaching. She pulled out the glasses case from her bag, then took out the small bottle of eye drops from within it. She applied some drops, sent a âGood nightâ voice message to Ruan Nan, then finally shut off her phone and fell into a contented sleep.
RN is using a homophone for âQin,â and the word âQinâ she is using refers to birds and beasts.