Yan Ling: "..."

Yi Haiyin: "..."

"The two of you will discuss it and see who will come first." Professor Zhang looked at the two people who were right, and said again.

"He first!"

"She first!"

The two answered in unison.

Hearing this, Professor Zhang stretched out his hand and took off his glasses and looked at them seriously, "The two will discuss it before answering me."

"..."

"It's true that the young and young people now show their affection and love to my old man."

"..."! ! !

"Yi Haiyin, I don't think I'm sick. You don't need to see a doctor. If you have a language barrier, you should see it first." Yan Ling returned to his senses and turned to Yi Haiyin.

Yi Haiyin stretched out her hand and rubbed her little head, her thin lips opened slightly, "Don't make trouble, it's you to see the doctor today."

"..." Yan Ling was choked to speak, and glared at him with her cheeks puffed out.

But Yi Haiyin didn't mean to waver at all. He held her in his arms and looked at Professor Zhang.

"We are fine... but she won't let me touch her." Yi Haiyin opened his lips directly and simply, fearing that Professor Zhang would not understand, and added voluntarily, "Our bed matters are not harmonious."

Yan Ling: "..."! ! !

His speed was too fast for her to stop him.

Just watched, he was so big and shy, and said it!

There was no shyness on her handsome and cold face.

On the contrary, it was Yan Ling, who was leaning against his arms, with a blushing face, like an autumn apple, almost ripening.

Turning his face, he hid directly in Yi Haiyin's arms, refusing to come out to meet people.

"Is the woman unwilling?" Professor Zhang was there, obviously not directly frightened by Yi Haiyin, but continued to ask.

"She's afraid of me... fear of being uncontrollable." Yi Haiyin thought for a while, then opened his lips, his eyes dimmed, "I was affected by drugs before and hurt her."

Yi Haiyin hugged Yan Ling, instead of telling all her questions.

Finally, looking at Professor Zhang, his black eyes were shining with strange light, and he still asked the question that I minded the most, "Her rejection...is it just for me?"

This is Yi Haiyin's long-term doubts.

The question that Yan Ling wanted to ask as early as when he realized that Yan Ling was unwilling to let him touch it.

That **** left a deep shadow in her heart, so as long as he touched her, she would start to be nervous and afraid.

He could feel that she was trying her best to endure, but in the end, she would still collapse in front of him uncontrollably.

She was afraid of him...

Yi Haiyin hugged her arm and tightened silently.

"..." Yan Ling didn't expect, she didn't say anything, Yi Haiyin already knew it, and raised her head to look at him in shock.

"In your situation, it's not easy to draw a conclusion right now. I want to do a test for Miss Yan." Professor Zhang listened quietly before looking up at Yan Ling.

Feeling Yan Ling's resistance, the old eyes under his glasses narrowed slightly.

"Mental illness is the same as physical illness. It is a problem that normal people can have. There is nothing to avoid, or do you want to stay sick forever and not live a normal married life?"

Yan Ling was startled by the question, and gritted his teeth looking at Yi Haiyin who was worried about her.

"I want to get better!"

Even for Yi Haiyin, she must get better.

Otherwise he will always live in the guilt of hurting her.

Yan Ling's beautiful Zitong turned around, took the initiative to get out of Yi Haiyin's arms, sat in front, and looked at the professor who was going to give her a psychological test.