Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 944: Reverie

The bathroom door was opened, and Yue Qingqing, who was wearing a bathrobe, came out.

There is still hot water vapor on his body, and his face is pink like a peach.

A sweet smell rushed out from the inner bathroom.

Jiang Jing's sense of smell comparable to that of a top chef makes him extremely troubled at this moment.

"Your face is so red." Yue Qingqing wiped her hair, and saw Jiang Jingze's deliberately red face as soon as she came out.

Jiang Jingze forced his face to look out of the window, his eyes shifted unconsciously.

"A little hot."

To prove his words, Jiang Jingze even tugged at his collar, rolling his Adam's apple up and down.

It's almost winter in Kyoto, is it hot?

Yue Qingqing didn't expose it, coughed softly, "Then I'll blow my hair."

"I come."

Jiang Jingze got up immediately, took out the hair dryer from the cabinet, and signaled Yue Qingqing to stand in front of the mirror.

Because of the pervasive paparazzi, Yue Qingqing couldn't continue to live in the school.

Otherwise, it will only cause trouble for the people in the dormitory and make them harassed every day.

So Yue Qingqing moved to the place where Jiang Jingze lives now.

Jiang Jingze had already prepared everything needed in advance.

Be it toiletries or whatever.

Yue Qingqing didn't even need to carry the suitcase, just come here directly.

The whirring sound of the hair dryer echoed in the room, and Jiang Jingze's slender fingers shuttled through the girl's hair.

The movements are gentle, as if caring for some rare treasure.

Jiang Jingze lowered his head, looked along the girl's pink neck, and his eyes fell on the round shoulders looming in the bathrobe.

The nasal tube suddenly sent hot air.

"Ok?"

Yue Qingqing noticed that Jiang Jingze's movements froze, and she turned her head to look in the mirror.

Her face without makeup looked very delicate, because she had just come out of the bathroom, and the light powder on her face hadn't faded away.

Lips are as red as strawberry jelly.

It makes people want to hold it in their mouths and savor it carefully.

This kind of thought made Jiang Jingze take a deep breath, and found that when facing Qingqing, his self-control was always very weak.

Because it's her, and only her.

Yue Qingqing didn't notice anything unusual, she continued to lower her head and let Jiang Jingze dry her hair.

Pressing lightly on the scalp with her fingertips, coupled with the slight noise of the hair dryer, Yue Qingqing's eyelids began to fight, and she felt a little drowsy.

A chuckle came from behind.

"almost."

Yue Qingqing blinked, and her whole body was picked up by Hengkong.

She instinctively put her arms around Jiang Jingze's neck, and when she looked at the other party angrily, she bumped into Jiang Jingze's eyes.

Such beautiful eyes, like amber that travels through time, make people unable to help but wonder where the deep affection in the eyes comes from.

While Yue Qingqing was still in a daze, Jiang Jingze hugged her to the bed.

As soon as the body lightened, the whole person fell into a softness.

The man bent down condescendingly.

"Wait, wait a minute." In the past two lifetimes, Yue Qingqing had rarely panicked, her whole figure was like a deer who had strayed into a trap, her wet eyes were full of bewilderment.

After going to college, everyone's tea party at night gradually became more and more topics that were not touched before.

Yue Qingqing naturally understood what might happen next.

From the bottom of her heart, Yue Qingqing did not doubt her feelings for Jiang Jingze, nor would she doubt the other party's feelings.

Just

It seems that I am not ready yet, and everything is logical, but I am still afraid of what will happen next.

The heartbeat was too fast, and Yue Qingqing felt her whole body was bound between the opponent's arms.

Seen from the bottom up, Jiang Jingze at this time looked extremely dangerous.

His eyes were deep, and the corners of his lips hooked into a faint smile.

And yet so charming——

Yue Qingqing clutched her chest, her bathrobe was slightly undone, and her breathing unconsciously became rapid.

(End of this chapter)