kiss on his heart

Chapter 93 Playing Real?
The next day

Song Ruanqing got up early because she had a day shift today.

Just after washing, someone knocked on the door.

Song Ruanqing was holding a toothbrush in his mouth, his mouth was full of toothpaste foam, and he wore a fluffy headband on his head, looking particularly stupid.

"How did you come?"

Song Ruanqing raised his wrist and glanced at his watch, thinking he had read the wrong time.

She spoke slurred words.

However, he was wearing casual pajamas, so why did he have a small suitcase at hand?

Jiang Jingyuan didn't say much, just pulled the suitcase and started to walk inside.

The dark circles under his eyes seemed to be heavier than yesterday, and he was as depressed as a white-faced scholar whose essence had been sucked by a goblin, lifeless.

Song Ruanqing saw the situation and raised his feet to block the door. His eyebrows were slightly raised and his eyes were full of warning.

Can you choose a soft one or a hard one?

Is she still angry from yesterday?
'jingle--'

The elevator door seemed to be opening.

Jiang Jingyuan suddenly smiled and said, "You still won't let me in?"

Song Ruanqing glared at him, and hurriedly pulled him in.

Then Wu Yanhan's boy's voice came: "There are still ten days left, it will be fine after these ten days."

As soon as Wu Yanhan and several students he met downstairs got out of the elevator, they saw his aunt standing at the door wearing very cartoon pajamas. She kept brushing her teeth and looked at him with a hostile look on her face.

Wu Yanhan felt baffled. As soon as he called his aunt, the door was slammed shut.

inside the door—

"What's going on with you? It's only six o'clock..."

After holding the toothpaste foam in her mouth for a long time, she suddenly felt it was spicy. She immediately ran to the bathroom and packed it up, then hurried out: "Are all the students in your class so positive?"

Jiang Jingyuan was really exhausted.

When Song Ruanqing came out, he saw Jiang Jingyuan already lying on the sofa. He turned sideways and buried his whole handsome face in front of the back of the sofa. The sofa was not long enough, so he bent his legs and held her on his chest to stay up late occasionally. The blanket I was wearing made me sleep very uncomfortable.

Jiang Jingyuan's eyelids moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse and tired: "Well, normal classes, early self-study at 06:30 in the morning, until nine in the evening."

Should he be praised for his strong sense of responsibility or his lack of brains?
After a moment of silence, Song Ruanqing calmed down the dryness in his heart and said, "You deserve it."

"Sister, stop scolding me. I'm really sleepy. Let me take a nap."

Jiang Jingyuan moved into the sofa again, and then covered his eyes with the blanket.

This daylight stings my eyes.

"Teacher Jiang, you have killed a thousand enemies and suffered a loss of eight hundred."

Song Ruanqing felt that it was necessary for him to see the current situation clearly.

No wonder I can't sleep day after day. How can I sleep well like this?

Jiang Jingyuan, who is so stupid, must not be able to bear the fact that his home is treated as a public place by those bastards and they behave randomly. It is estimated that his bedroom is the only one in his home that can be regarded as a decent person now.

I have to say that Song Ruanqing really understands it.

It was indeed like this. There was no place in the entire house, except his bedroom, where he could set his feet.

Like a doghouse, the room is full of books, snacks and garbage...

"There is not enough time. I have two hours to go to class. Good sister, let me sleep for a while."

Jiang Jingyuan acted coquettishly, and was really on par with her.

She sighed, took out the toast and milk from the refrigerator, and took them all into the kitchen.

"Breakfast is ready and is being heated in the kitchen. Remember to eat it when you get up. I'm going to work."

The only thing that responded to her was the long breathing of sleep.

Open the door, it's full of laughter...

Song Ruanqing was curious. After pressing the elevator, he walked to the door of Jiang Jingyuan's house. The door was open and there was a lot of excitement inside. The typical tiger was not at home and the monkey was the king.

She knocked on the door, and as if they had seen a ghost, they immediately sat down and started reading...

Song Ruanqing thought it was funny, and said: "Study hard, your teacher Jiang is not around, but your eyeliner is here."

After speaking, he pointed to the monitor hanging on the side of the curtain, leaving the frightened person behind and got off the elevator.

After waking up from sleep, Jiang Jingyuan felt refreshed. Finally, there was no sound of those bastards disturbing his dream. He didn't know how comfortable it was. He was calm and composed, and he finished the breakfast she made comfortably, and then packed up his luggage. Clothes were hung in the guest room.

It's not that he doesn't want to hang out in the master bedroom, the main reason is that he is afraid that Song Ruanqing will be angry. If she takes it seriously, it will be really difficult to coax her. She has such a stubborn temper that even nine oxen can't control her.

Grind slowly, the future will be long.

Jiang Jingyuan made the bed and caught a glimpse of her pig's nest-like bed from a distance.

This bad habit has not changed. I will never spread the quilt or open the curtains when I get up.

Jiang Jingyuan opened the door, moved all the clothes on the bed to the dressing chair aside, then straightened her sheets, rolled up the quilt and moved it aside.

She glanced at the colorful piles stacked on the chair with a headache, and could only fold them one by one for her and put them in the closet.

The movements are natural, as if they have been practiced thousands of times.

However, his good mood only stayed in the second before going out.

Just after class, the group of boys were shouting as if they had just been released from prison, as if they had entered the vegetable market, oh no, it was noisier than the vegetable market.

With a cold face, he just leaned against the door. He wanted to see how crazy these boys could get.

Someone shouted that the head teacher was here, and the atmosphere suddenly solidified. But in the blink of an eye, they seemed to be under a curse, and the old god was sitting on the ground.

"Attend class."

……

the other side--

Song Ruanqing promised Xue Yan to go to the summit yesterday, but she had a scheduled shift that week. Xu Tian said he would not help her, vaguely saying that he was busy, and did not say where he was going.

As a last resort, I had to go through the process with the director to ask for leave.

It was quite free today, mainly to deal with some minor problems left over from the Liu Fang incident. The department did not arrange any patients for her, for fear of affecting her condition, and more for fear of doubts among the patients.

So, with nothing to do, she dropped by Xu Tian's property, like a good and obedient baby, and listened to her consultation.

After a while, Xu Tian couldn't bear it, but this woman didn't seem to understand people's faces at all. She was holding a computer and tapping away like a normal person, not knowing what she was doing.

"Is something wrong?"

Xu Tian sent away the last patient and was about to pack her things and go to the cafeteria to eat, but Song Ruanqing was sitting here, and she couldn't escape early... It was really troublesome.

There are so many bad things happening every day.

"It's alright."

Song Ruanqing was indulging in finishing her thesis when she suddenly heard Xu Tian talking to her. The moment she raised her eyes, her eyes were innocent and clear, as if Xu Tian was looking for trouble.

Xu Tian took a deep breath, walked up to her on high heels, and put the phone in front of her: "What time is it? Let's eat?"

Song Ruanqing blinked his dry eyes and nodded.

She has no opinion.

It was rare that the two of them actually sat on the same dining table to eat, but there seemed to be a barrier around the two of them, and the freezing aura almost froze the restaurant.

Xu Tian secretly glanced at Song Ruanqing several times, but Song Ruanqing ignored her at all and didn't notice her little moves. He felt deeply that the chicken drumsticks in the cafeteria tasted better today.

"Did you really not see it or were you just pretending?"

Xu Tian couldn't hold back his anger, took a mouthful of food fiercely, then wiped the corners of his mouth, crossed his legs, folded his hands around his chest, leaned on the back of the plastic chair, and started to lose his temper again.

Song Ruanqing shook her head, saying that she really didn't see it, and now she only had the thesis in her mind.

But she wasn't stupid either. She finally figured out that the princess had something to do with her. Then she grinned, supported her chin with her hands, and puffed her cheeks, not forgetting to eat.

"How are you doing?"

Xu Tian touched his nose guiltily, his words were stiff and awkward, as if he was trying to find a friendly start.

Song Ruanqing swallowed the last mouthful of rice, picked up the coffee Xu Tian had just bought, took a sip, and said calmly: "It seems that Miss Xu came to me to ask for advice?"

After all, the two would pinch each other as soon as they met, and Xu Tian was willing to buy her coffee.

"Are you... in a relationship?"

Xu Tian was unsure and asked tentatively.

Feeling embarrassed again, she avoided Song Ruanqing's gaze, feeling extremely guilty.

Song Ruanqing felt it was weird, Zhou Tingting didn't even have time to talk about her matter... Xu Tian, ​​how did she know?
Song Ruanqing didn't say anything. He made up his mind and said vaguely: "What do you think?"

Xu Tian moved his body, not knowing how to speak. He just bit his lip a little bit and kept tugging on his clothes with his fingers, looking a little unbearable.

"Can you please give me a good time?"

Xu Tian took a deep breath and said happily.

The eyes are red and the blood is rising, which is pitiful.

Someone passed by them, as if Song Ruanqing had bullied her.

Song Ruanqing was startled and said hurriedly: "What are you doing! What does it have to do with you whether I fall in love or not..."

Suddenly, Song Ruanqing seemed to have an idea that was ready to come out. After thinking for a moment, he asked cautiously: "You don't... like me?"

Xu Tian was going to be mad at her.

Who is this person? He is so narcissistic!

Xu Tian snorted coldly, turned his head and left without any trace of sloppiness...

Song Ruanqing was stunned by her series of actions. She must have been right!
孽 孽!
She stood up, saw this and shouted at Xu Tian's back: "Xu Tian! Your lunch box!"

No one pays attention to her.

This person wouldn’t do it on purpose!Just to let her wipe her ass and collect the lunch box? !

During lunch break, Song Ruanqing was not sleepy at all. He sat alone in the garden under the inpatient department for a while, bought some snacks, and looked at the circle of friends. The screen was full of beautiful photos of Zhou Tingting, with different positions.

She must be too busy and rushed at work. This woman Zhou Tingting really seems to be risking her life when she starts her career.

but……

Song Ruanqing enlarged her photo and found the reflection of a man in her sunglasses...

Very good, it turned out that I went out with a man...

The figure reflected in the lens was a bit blurry and dim. She turned the light on her phone brighter and could barely see the person inside clearly.

It's Gu Xingyan.

I really don't remember to eat.

Song Ruanqing closed the photo and looked through her circle of friends... There was something in every photo...either in sunglasses, or in her eyes...and a spoon!Reflective!
Song Ruanqing: [Did you go out with Gu Xingyan? 】

Within a second, Zhou Tingting's message popped up: [? ? ?Which eye did you see? 】

Very good, I don’t even shout baby anymore.

Song Ruanqing: [Your sunglasses, your eyes, your spoon for eating...]

Zhou Tingting: [Fuck me!Gu Xingyan that dog! 】

Song Ruanqing: [So it’s true? 】

Zhou Tingting: [Just for fun, not serious. 】

Song Ruanqing: [You'd better be. 】

Zhou Tingting: [...Then you and Jiang Jingyuan...]

Song Ruanqing: [Just like that. 】

Even if you don't tell the truth, it's normal for me not to tell you a little secret, right?

Thinking about it this way, Song Ruanqing's guilt immediately disappeared.

Zhou Tingting: [You better be. 】

Quite good at learning...

Song Ruanqing: [Xu Tian asked me if I was in love. 】

Zhou Tingting: [She is quite concerned about you... so is that right? 】

Song Ruanqing: [What about you?Yes or no? 】

Zhou Tingting: [That’s right. Isn’t it strange that a transparent person in the entertainment industry hugs the financial owner’s lap?Let's play for a while...don't talk about love. 】

Song Ruanqing: [Well, I am for the time being, but it will not be made public! 】

Zhou Tingting: [! ! !If you say that, I have to delete my circle of friends! 】

……

So what exactly does Xu Tian mean?

Song Ruanqing was puzzled.

However, soon, she suddenly understood.

(End of this chapter)