kiss on his heart

Chapter 87 Brother, are you looking for an excuse to live with me?

When Song Ruan woke up, he was in the guest room.

Memories slowly came back to her, and she was so shameless that she could not face Jiang Jingyuan. She pulled the quilt to cover herself, as if she could destroy and tear everything that happened yesterday into pieces.

She was really embarrassed. Yesterday in the bathroom, she accidentally stepped on the shower gel that she had not taken away while taking a shower. Then she kissed her and slipped. Her head hit the glass door of the bathtub and she fainted. At the last second when she fainted, she heard Jiang Jingyuan's anxious voice.

She raised her hand and touched the place where she knocked yesterday. Pain hit her instantly, and she immediately retracted her hand. Fortunately, she didn't break her head, but it was indeed very heavy and smelled of rose oil.

"Are you awake? Do you want to go to work? If not, please take a day off."

Jiang Jing walked over from afar, pulled down the quilt covering her head, turned her head to one side, and looked at the wound. It was red and swollen with purple congestion, and the wound was raised and unsightly.

"No, where's my phone?"

Song Ruanqing turned sideways, covering his face with a pillow, with his back to Jiang Jingyuan, and his low voice became weaker and duller through the cotton wool.

It was so embarrassing to have no face to see him. She was probably the first heroine to pass out after kissing and knocking her on the head after confirming the relationship.

Moreover, she felt it just now, and the lump is huge, and she can't wear a hat at work, so she should take a day off.

"Zhou Tingting went home and was dragged back by Gu Xingyan."

Jiang Jingyuan's words were like thunder on the ground, causing Song Ruanqing to immediately turn around and sit up on his knees. His mind could not keep up with his body, and his eyes were completely dark. It took him a long time to see anything.

When her eyes regained their clarity, Jiang Jingyuan's handsome face stood in front of her eyes, and then she was thrown onto the bed. When she fell, Jiang Jingyuan did not forget to protect her injured area.

"Can you stop being so frizzy!"

As soon as Song Ruanqing sat up, he pushed her down. She felt uncomfortable all over. She felt like vomiting after going back and forth. She wondered if she had a concussion.

"Speaking of Zhou Tingting, do you dare to look at me?"

Their foreheads were touching, their noses were touching, their breaths were lingering, and it was hard to tell who belonged to them.

His pupils reflected her face, full of passion and attachment, but also jealousy and stubbornness.

"Can't you make me feel shy anymore?"

Saying that, Song Ruanqing became angry again and raised his foot to kick him. However, as soon as he raised his calf, he was pressed down by Jiang Jingyuan and could not move.

"Again?"

"This is not a conditioned reflex..." As he spoke, he felt embarrassed, and his voice became less and less confident.

"Well, you are allowed to be shy."

Jiang Jingyuan didn't say anything about it, but instead took advantage of the small loophole and teased it.

Song Ruanqing suddenly felt that her adrenaline hormones were soaring and her blood was rising. She must have turned red now.

Indeed, her whole figure now looks like it is steaming in a pot, steaming out. She looks so cute no matter how she looks. She is not as cold and distant as usual, nor is she sharp-tongued.

Jiang Jingyuan couldn't hold back and lowered her head to kiss her cheek. The sound of skin touching her skin seemed to linger in her ears for a long time. Song Ruanqing's eyes were filled with physiological fog and she couldn't see Jiang Jingyuan's face clearly.

Then, the heat dissipated and the sun glared.

Jiang Jingyuan pulled her up, knelt on one knee beside her, put a cotton swab soaked in iodine on her wound, wiped off the medicine applied last night, and quickly swung the bruise spray up and down in his hand. The bitter smell of medicine spurted out made her frown.

I washed my hair yesterday for nothing...

After taking the medicine, Jiang Jingyuan's breakfast also arrived.

She said she liked the Cantonese breakfast at that restaurant last time, so he ordered takeout today.

Quite attentive, Song Ruanqing lowered his head to eat his breakfast, the corners of his mouth raised more and more, secretly happy.

In WeChat, apart from the bright, very Jiang Jingyuan's profile picture on the top line, the second line is the news about asking for leave from the director.

Oh, this man, when she was not prepared, quietly changed her settings. Before this morning, her top priority was that dead girl Zhou Tingting, and this morning it became him.

In addition, he asked her hypocritically in the morning if she wanted to go to work, but it turned out that this person had asked for leave for her last night...

Really good at acting, Song Nguyen Ching-style fake smile.

While Song Ruanqing was looking at his cell phone, Jiang Jingyuan could not sit still. While drinking porridge, he pretended to look at Song Ruanqing casually every few times, for fear that she would get into trouble.

After a long time, he began to mutter to himself... Could it be that he hasn't discovered this yet?
After Song Ruanqing replied to the director's message, he opened the latest message that Zhou Tingting had just sent: [Bao, I was captured by Gu Xingyan. 】

Did she come here because they had a conflict?

But this word-grabbing is very spiritual...

"Have you seen Gu Xingyan?"

Song Ruanqing looked away from the phone and looked at Jiang Jingyuan with an expression full of confusion.

Otherwise, how would he know that Gu Xingyan had been here.

"I saw it, when I went out to exercise in the morning."

They even said hello.

In fact, after he packed up Song Ruanqing yesterday, he wanted to go to the other side to get Song Ruanqing's makeup remover and other supplies, but when he was about to go out, he heard the sound of men and women arguing in the corridor...

It's not a quarrel, anyway, Gu Xingyan's attitude is quite good.

Later, Gu Xingyan entered his house.

It was only in the morning that the two of them went out the door.

When he came out, Gu Xingyan's face was ashen and he looked dissatisfied with desire.

Zhou Tingting was quite humane. When she got out of the elevator, she politely said that nothing happened. After all, she took the man to her friend's place to spend the night, so there was no limit to what she could do.

Besides, according to the three boundless views of the banquet, if Zhou Tingting didn't have any sense, she would probably have tarnished his family.

Jiang Jingyuan nodded from Shan Ruliu and said he didn't mind.

Zhou Tingting wanted to say something else, but Gu Xingyan ran out of patience and picked her up directly, causing Zhou Tingting to curse: "Fucking Gu Xingyan, are you shameless? Do you want to make headlines?"

After saying that, he immediately covered his face with his hands, covering it tightly.

Song Ruanqing shook his head after hearing Jiang Jingyuan's description.

This dead woman doesn't have a long memory!

"What is Gu Xingyan doing?"

"Inherit the family business..."

Song Ruanqing nodded, and he was indeed the benefactor Zhou Tingting said.

But she also wondered why Jiang Jingyuan didn't have to inherit the family business.

"I don't have to. My grandfather hired a professional agent. We just sit and collect the money and occasionally attend meetings."

She hasn't asked anything yet...

In fact, Jiang Jingyuan just felt that he was too busy and had no ambition. When he applied for Peking University, the reason he was interested was just to deceive Song Ruanqing. Although he did become a teacher in the end, he just had delusions and wanted to stay in her. Just a passing place.

"If you don't go to work today, will you come with me to pick up Jiang Jinling?"

Song Ruanqing hesitated for a while, looked at his phone and said, "Today is Monday."

Jiang Jinling doesn’t have to go to class?
"I know, it's summer vacation, sister."

"Then you have a holiday too!"

Song Ruanqing's eyes lit up and he felt very strange.

Suddenly I feel that being a teacher is really not too comfortable!There are also winter and summer vacations!And she not only has to write about professional titles, journals, and medical skills, but she also has to work day and night, occasionally eating one meal but not finishing another, and may spend the entire day in the operating room.

Ugh……

"It's necessary to make up lessons. It's impossible to let them play for so long because they are in the third year of high school."

As soon as the words were finished, Chen Shan's phone rang, Jiang Jingyuan reached out his hand, Song Ruanqing looked in the direction he was pointing, and handed him the phone from the side.

"Brother, have you chosen a location? The place you looked at last time was decided by the class teacher of Class [-]..."

Chen Shan was obviously really anxious, and his voice was so loud that Song Ruanqing could hear Chen Shan's anxious voice across a table.

"No, you can make an appointment for a car later and move all the desks to where I live."

Jiang Jingyuan said it lightly, obviously without considering the vastness of the project.

"...Then remember to say hello to the security booth."

Chen Shan thought that it was the same last year. Although a moving team moved the table, he was not exhausted from moving the furniture.

At that time, he and Jiang Jingyuan moved the dining table directly to the living room. Throughout the summer vacation, he had no place to stay in the living room.

It was crowded.

"Ah."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and began to look at his furniture carefully. After living for a long time, it was inevitable that he would buy more things. Many things needed to be moved to the guest room before the dining table could be moved and placed. Ten desks are almost there, but the house will not be able to live in the future.

Thinking of this, he cast his gaze on Song Ruanqing, his eyes empty and his fingers tapping on the dining table.

"Sister, can I move in and live with you?"

Jiang Jingyuan's tone was aggrieved, his expression was weary, and there was a bit of anticipation in the contradiction.

Song Ruanqing turned a deaf ear and drank the last sip of soy milk, "Chen Shan asked you to rent, do you want to rent? Wouldn't it be more troublesome for you to call the students to your house to make up lessons?"

Jiang Jingyuan's habit of being picky about everything has not changed at all. He must not like the environment in places near the school.

Not long after he moved into her house, he slowly added a lot of things, and his quality of life improved by more than one level. Later, after graduation, she gave all the things she couldn't take away to the tenants...

"No trouble, it's too hot during the summer vacation and I don't want to go out..."

Indeed, it is very far away.

She seemed to be able to imagine the scene where the sixth class teachers would come together to teach at his home. It was estimated that the study room would be used as a temporary office space.

Ah……

"Then just bear with it." Song Ruanqing seemed to think of something. He held his head with one hand and smiled like a bright sun: "Brother, you didn't do it on purpose, did you? Do you want to live with me?"

Jiang Jingyuan pretended to be calm, leaning his upper body against the edge of the dining table, leaning closer, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, dangerous and slutty, with a flash of cunning: "Sister, you forgot, the house you live in has my name on it. As a landlord, do you have the right to live there?”

Song Ruanqing raised his hand and pushed his head to the side, stood up and packed the takeout boxes one by one with neat and clean movements, "Not available for now."

If he makes up lessons, that brat Wu Yanhan will definitely come. If he finds out about this, it will be terrible!
"Don't you feel sorry for me?"

No hard ones, come soft ones.

Jiang Jingyuan adopted a gentle policy and tried to arouse Song Ruanqing's conscience.

And they are all boyfriend and girlfriend, what's wrong with living together?
"I feel sorry for you, but honey, have you forgotten what you promised me last night?"

'Baby' was shouted naturally, mixed with ambiguity and tugging.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyes brightened a little, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Song Ruanqing's slender and foldable wrist. The word "baby" circled the tip of his tongue. The atmosphere was ambiguous for a moment. His eyes seemed to be hooked, lingering and pathos. And the meaning is still not finished.

When Song Ruanqing heard this, his ears turned pink quietly, his scalp was numb, and his back was soaked with sweat as he responded to the word "baby".

Her movements were stiff, as if parts were being reassembled, her movements became slow, and she even began to have tinnitus. All that was left in her mind was his clear voice in response to her tone.

"Pfft." Jiang Jingyuan seemed to be delighted by her, and his laughter began to become more and more unrestrained. He walked behind her and put his head on the back of her neck. His voice was low and tipsy, like pure bubbles, and like a gurgling clear spring flowing through her. Her eardrums flowed into her body, "Baby, if you don't go out, Jiang Jinling's class will be over."

Jiang Jingyuan seemed to have discovered a new world and deliberately stimulated her.

After yesterday, all his actions were bold and wanton, and he was self-taught so that his every smile, every move and every stillness would stir the heartstrings.

"I did that unconsciously! It wasn't intentional! Don't call me that again!"

Song Ruanqing turned around and pinched his cheek, rubbing it up and down hard. After a while, she pinched two red marks, and his whole handsome face was humorous and lively.

"Oh~" Jiang Jingyuan raised the corners of his lips again and smiled evilly, extremely naughty, "It turns out that sister can't help herself~ How about a kiss, and you will be allowed to call me that in the future."

Without waiting for Song Ruanqing's consent, he followed her gaze and kissed her.

"You are so annoying!"

The lipstick she just put on was wiped off by him!

"No," Jiang Jingyuan bit her earlobe punitively, "You can't hate me, sister."

The two lingered for a long time, and before getting off the car, they didn't forget to take advantage of her.

Sure enough, I missed the time for school to end at noon.

After asking around with their classmates, they found out that Jiang Jinling had returned to the dormitory and hadn't eaten lunch.

It was not convenient for Jiang Jingyuan to go to the girls' dormitory, so he waited downstairs.

When I came out of the classroom, I met Jiang Jinling's class teacher. The two chatted for a while, but they didn't know that her performance in school was so poor.

Not only did I learn to skip classes, but I also didn’t take the final exam this semester.

I don’t know where this girl got the certificate, but she managed to get through.

If you don't fight for three days, go to the house to uncover the tiles.

Jiang Jingyuan leaned against the iron door, smoking one cigarette after another.

He shouldn't have agreed to Jiang Jinling coming to school in the first place. What kind of art school should he attend?Studying hard is better than anything else. After a moment, he decided to go through the transfer procedures for Jiang Jinling.

If Jiang Jinling continues to act like this without any supervision, she is afraid that one day she will go astray.

Song Ruanqing took Jiang Jingling downstairs, and what caught his eyes was Jiang Jingyuan's tall and thin back, and a floor of cigarette butts.

It was enough to see his annoyance.

Song Ruanqing couldn't help frowning, she just told him to hold back his temper and tell his sister well before going upstairs.

"Take you home."

Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Jinling coldly but with restrained anger, his eyes full of disappointment for her.Jiang Jinling hid behind Song Ruanqing.

She is still very afraid of her brother, especially when he doesn't speak and cherishes his words like gold, he is so gloomy and scary.

Song Ruanqing patted Jiang Jinling's back to comfort her.

Because of the holidays, there were obviously fewer students on the road.

A wide and long tree-shaded road, apart from the sound of the hot wind rustling on the leaves, the only sound left is the sound of suitcase wheels grinding against the gravel floor tiles.

"That boy followed me all the way. Do you know Jiang Jinling?"

　If I write more today, it proves that I coded better today.

　　If I have less today, it means I’m writing a new book
　　If I update late today, the certificate will be locked hehe
　　
　
(End of this chapter)