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Chapter 193 The Moon
"..."

Seeing these three messages at first glance, Lin Jing instinctively froze for a moment, and then almost threw the phone out the next second.

She stared at the screen for a while, then silently swallowed her saliva, and stopped looking out of the dark window.

Her heart was beating very fast, and the sound of thumping almost covered the sound of the music Lan Tingting was playing in the dormitory.

"Xiao Jingjiang, lend me your mirror." Lan Tingting walked around the baffle between the two tables and looked towards her.

Lin Jing didn't respond.

Lan Tingting moved her head curiously: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Jing blinked twice quickly, and before Lan Tingting's eyes fell on her phone screen, she hurriedly put the phone on the table, "What?"

Lan Tingting said: "Mirror, I will use your mirror."

Lin Jing took the mirror and handed it to Lan Tingting. . .

After Lan Tingting sat back at her desk, she picked up the phone again.

The messages sent by Sheng Kuang are still intact in the dialog box between him and her, reminding her that what happened just now was not a dream.

Her heart beat harder.

Plop, plop, as if about to be knocked out of the body.

When she regained consciousness, she found that her palms were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

Unable to bear it, she took out a tissue, wiped her palms, and thought to herself that the latest mobile phone was too heavy.

Maybe it's because she didn't reply to the news for a long time, but the news of the grand occasion came again.

Miracle: Good night treasure.

Good night... Po?

宝？
Lin Jing felt that his heart, which had finally calmed down, started to be active again.

What's the matter with her, can she be promising.

Those 12 throws were obviously the tricks she played first, and it was fine if she didn't tease them first, but they stole her tricks, but they made her dizzy instead.

Some people added the word "precious" after "good night", and she started to talk about it again.

What's wrong with Baozi? Lan Tingting has nothing to do and calls her baby every day, Baozi.

Isn't this quite normal?

Yes, quite normal.

...it's really normal...shit.

Lin Jing shook his head, stared at the screen and couldn't help sighing softly.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that this person is very good.

After he said he liked her, he didn't seem to do anything, it seemed like he was just talking, but in fact he was too aggressive, as long as he seized the opportunity, he would definitely tease her, from what he said He likes her, and it has been almost 24 hours now. During these 24 hours, his fatal operation went from making a deliberate detour to school to pick her up for dinner, to pinching her ears, and now 12 throws. And Wananbao, it's like a wave of higher and higher.

Obviously she is the one who is liked, but she is acting too weak.

She really wanted to make herself equal in front of him.

But she found that the difficulty is still a bit big.

After all, she has only known such a flirtatious person as Sheng Jin since she lived until now.

Lin Jing, who really didn't want to be defeated like this, thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he typed two lines with his mobile phone.

...

Sheng Guan stood in front of the window and waited for a while, seeing that the phone was very quiet, just about to put down the phone to take a shower, the phone suddenly vibrated twice.

Xiaojing sauce: Good night.

Xiaojing sauce: Turn off the moon for you.

Sheng Jin was stunned for a moment, and after two seconds, he lowered his eyelashes and smiled.

He squeezed the phone, stared at the message she sent, and looked at it for a while before throwing the phone on the bed and going into the bathroom.He took off his clothes expressionlessly, stepped into the shower room, turned on the faucet, and stood under the shower. Then, after taking a hot shower for 2 minutes, the corners of his lips began to rise uncontrollably.

Realizing his reaction, he cleared his voice, raised his hand and rubbed his face hard.

After less than a minute of tension, he laughed again, and this smile made him laugh out loud.

He felt stupid for doing this, and he wanted to stop laughing, but he just couldn't.

In the hot shower room, he propped up the wall next to him with one hand, covered his aching stomach with the other hand, and laughed for a while.

(End of this chapter)