My Prime Minister is so cute

And in the middle of the two things that were put together, there was something extremely hot, even hotter than the temperature of the palm of your hand.

Sarah: “Hmm?”

She didn't react at first, but when her two feet started walking, she instantly understood what was between her feet.

At that moment, Sarah's brain shut down.

who am I?

where am I?

what am i doing?

After her brain CPU finally recovered a little, Sarah realized that Bird was holding her feet and doing the same thing that the heroine would do to the hero in a comic book. Suddenly, her pupils contracted...

This, this pervert, actually, actually, actually...

The face buried in the pillow was completely red. If Bird could observe at this time, he would find that there were even wisps of steam coming out.

What, what should I do?

Do you want to stop it immediately???

But if I try to stop him, will this pervert threaten to not give me a massage?

And what if he gets so angry that he commits suicide? What if he does that to himself?

Come to think of it, I seemed to have promised this pervert to play with my feet, so there didn’t seem to be anything wrong with this… No, no, no, it’s wrong no matter what, and after all, I wasn’t allowed to play with it like this!!!

In the midst of extremely contradictory and tangled emotions.

Sarah felt her feet stopped walking and something even hotter was poured on the soles of her feet.

"Huh..." Bird's exhalation sound was heard.

has it ended?

Sarah seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

That's fine, just pretend you didn't see it...

Then a towel wiped her feet clean, but just when Sarah thought it was finally over, the two feet were slowly put together again...

Sarah: “?!”

Stop going too far! You pervert, that's enough! I'm really going to wake up! I'm going to tell Sophie about this! Even if you don't give me a massage, I'm going to tell Sophie!!!

With tears of humiliation.

Sarah gritted her teeth and continued to bury her face in the pillow, pretending to sleep.

the second time.

Once again the feet were soaked, then wiped clean with a towel, and once again when I thought it was over, the two feet were slowly put together again.

This time Sarah was completely numb, praying inwardly that it would be over soon.

"call......."

Accompanied by the sound of exhalation, this time it was really over.

After being wiped clean with a towel, Bird seemed to be about to leave, accompanied by the rustling sound of clothes being put on.

"it is finally over......"

Sarah also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, it was this very light sound, almost as loud as breathing, that caused the departing footsteps to pause.

"Huh? Why does it sound like someone is talking?" Bird's voice came.

Sarah immediately pretended to be asleep nervously, not daring to move.

The footsteps approached again, and a familiar breath came, as if Bird was observing him closely.

"Well, it must be an illusion."

After observing without success, the other party seemed relieved and whispered, "Sure enough, it's quite cute when you're sleeping peacefully. I wish you were like this all the time."

Eh?

cute?

Sarah was stunned for a moment.

This seemed to be the first time she had received such comments from this pervert?

After saying this, the sound of leaving footsteps and the sound of a door opening and closing officially announced Bird's departure.

Sarah finally stopped pretending to sleep and sat up in bed.

She looked down at her feet, which were still white and tender but felt a little sticky, and then she thought of the comment just now. She blushed again for some reason.

Chapter 228 Professor Matthew’s Invitation

After spending several days, Sophia finally finished the paper and sent it to the journal "Magic".

What follows is a long wait.

For papers of level 2 difficulty, it takes some effort just to find a suitable reviewer, not to mention the trouble of checking for correctness.

Fortunately, she had published two papers and had a professor to endorse them, so she could go through the so-called "internal submission channel"... Well, in fact, it just saved her the step of waiting for external review.

After all, there are always some whimsical folk magicians who claim to have solved the seven major magic conjectures and then submit their work to Blind Jill. It is necessary to filter out these people first.

"Teacher, no need to send me off."

Sophia sat in the carriage and waved to Baird: "Go on your honeymoon with peace of mind. See you next month~"

Sarah looked lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking. She just hugged her knees and squatted in her seat, lost in thought. Sophia nudged her and said, "Sarah, come and say goodbye to the teacher."

"Uh-huh—goodbye, teacher."

Sarah nodded perfunctorily, waved a few times, and continued to squat in the corner with her knees hugged, in a daze.

"What's wrong with her?" Sophia looked puzzled and glanced at Bird. "Do you know what's going on? I've been busy with my thesis these past few days."

"I don't know." Bird shrugged. "Maybe he's heartbroken?"

Sophia: “Huh?”

"You are heartbroken, your whole family is heartbroken!"

After hearing this, Sarah recovered from her emo state and scolded Bird angrily.

However, the time to cheer up is limited, and I soon fall into emo again.

Sophia asked cautiously, "Sarah, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, don't bother with me."

Sarah waved her hands tiredly: "I'm just a useless and bad piece of shit. Just let people like me squat in the corner alone..."

The series of blows in the past few days have been a bit too big.

First, Sophia came to Bo Shuai's place and solved a 2nd level magic conjecture in public...

Actually, this is not a big deal. After all, it just made Sarah realize the gap between them again.

But that time when she went out with Bird, Sarah's defense was a little broken.

Mingming finally caught Bird's handle.

As long as Sophia tells him what the pervert did to her in the hotel, she will definitely be able to see his true face and gain enlightenment.

But when I think about doing this, I will never have a massage again.

Sarah just couldn't make a decision.

After realizing this.

When I thought about how I had succumbed to this kind of low-level enjoyment, I suddenly felt even more useless and fell into emo.

What makes people even more emo is that in the future, I am afraid that the pervert will use my feet to do perverted things. Even if I know it, I dare not resist. I can only pretend not to know for the sake of massage...

Oh, world, destroy it.

"It's okay, ignore her." Bird curled his lips beside him, not thinking it was a big deal. "How can such a person be emo? She will be fine in less than two days."

Who do you think I am emo because of?

Sarah got furious when she heard this and had the urge to throw a basin-sized water ball at him.

However, when she thought that doing so would verify what the other party said, "It will be fine in less than two days," Sarah forced herself to hold back.

After listening to Bird's words, Sophia recalled Sarah's usual fussiness and nodded in agreement. "Indeed, Sarah doesn't seem like an emo type. She might just be feeling a little unwell. Let her rest alone for a while."

Sarah: “…”

Okay, okay, everyone thinks I can’t be emo, right? This time I’m going to show you how emo I am.

Just when Sarah decided to be really emo, the carriage stopped.

When he stopped the car, he saw that someone had stopped the car and signaled him to stop. Bird looked at the other person's appearance and attire and recognized that he seemed to be the professor he had met at Baird's wedding a few days ago.

"Ahem, hello, Scholar Sophia."

An old professor appeared in front of several people: "I haven't seen you for a few days, do you still remember me?"

".......Who are you?"

Compared to Bird, Sophia blinked, looking confused.

"We met at Baird's wedding two days ago," the old professor said with a smile. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Matthew Bradley."

Matthew, who?

Sophia still couldn't remember.

She really didn't remember it. After all, she was fully focused on deriving the Luddite conjecture at the wedding that day and didn't pay any attention to who was attending her mentor's wedding. Later, she was exhausted and went back to her room to sleep. However, she still had some impression of Bird.

However, after Matthew introduced himself, he started to speak at length.

"Although I have been working on the front lines trying to solve the Ohman conjecture for decades, I actually think that solving the Ohman conjecture is an impossible task. It would take a professor years or even decades just to solve some much simpler problems."

"And the situation hasn't improved, but has become increasingly severe. A magician trained from childhood needs a long period of training before he can even touch the secrets of the magical world..."

Sophia was a little confused: "Professor Matthew, what do you want to say?"

"What I mean is, Scholar Sophia, your presence has given me great encouragement and given me a glimmer of hope for solving the Auman conjecture."

Matthew said solemnly, "I'm going back to my country soon. If you, Scholar Sophia, are interested in continuing your research on the Aumann conjecture and want to pursue further studies, you might consider coming to Leipzig College in my country. I will warmly welcome you there and convince the college to offer you a suitable position."

Bird and Sophia also reacted after hearing this.

Oh my god, it turns out he is here to poach my employees.

He even waited until Sophia left Orr College before trying to recruit her. It can be said that he worked very hard.

However, from the perspective of research and study, Leibbi College is indeed a magic college that has made very in-depth research on mathematical conjectures such as the Aumann conjecture. It is a world-class college. Moreover, the entire college has a very good academic atmosphere. There are almost no task requirements for professors, so they can focus on their own research without having to worry about assessments.

From this perspective, Leibi Academy is indeed a good place for magicians, especially those who are inclined towards mathematics.

Although Sophia still didn't plan to go.

But after all, it was the other party's good intention, so Sophia smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your invitation, Professor Matthew, I will consider it."

Chapter 229 Important Things District Chief Must Do Regularly

Central City.

A ragged and slovenly man is saying goodbye to his friend.

"Hyman, are you sure you want to do this?" his friend asked worriedly. "Not only is it tiring to sneak in like this, but it's also very dangerous if you're recognized as a reporter."

The man named Heyman spoke passionately, as if he were about to burst forth for his idealism. "It's certainly dangerous, but if I don't infiltrate the front lines, how can my reporting be more authentic? How can I convince the public?"

"???"

My friend was stunned for a moment and then asked, “Are you serious?”

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. How else can I make news?" Heyman shrugged and sighed. "When Gouzi Literature was all the rage not long ago, I didn't catch up with the huge traffic and got scolded by the editor-in-chief. If I don't make some news soon, I suspect I'll be fired..."

"I have a wife and children to support, so I have to work..."