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Chapter 270 Give You a Blatant Preference

Lin Qingyou sat on the stone railing without moving. She tilted her head and looked at him for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out her hand to him.

"Jing Xing, can you hug me up?"

Her voice was soft and soft, sounding like she was being coquettish.

Jing Xing said yes in a low voice, raised his hand to pin the scattered hair on the side of her face behind her ears, leaned over and hugged her.

Qiyue, who was sleeping next to the sliding door of the balcony, was awakened by this movement, flicked her long tail and meowed, then shrugged her head sleepily.

The corridors are covered with soft carpets, and there is no sound when stepping on them.

A small floor lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the brightness was adjusted to the darkest. Jing Xing's facial features were hidden in the shadows, only a vague outline was outlined.

The four fields are silent, and the whole city is sleeping.

"Go to sleep, good night." Jing Xing rubbed her hair, leaned over and turned off the light.

Just as he was about to turn around and go out, he suddenly felt that someone was firmly grasping his wrist, and Jing Xing's feet stopped.

Nuomi Tuanzi's hand was always cold, and it didn't feel warm to the touch. Her five fingers pressed against the skin of his wrist, and the coolness transmitted from her fingertips was particularly obvious.

The curtains in the room were half drawn, and the clear moonlight came in through the clear floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a narrow and long shadow on the floor.

Jing Xing turned his head, in the vague darkness, Jing Xing couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but he could intuitively feel that her eyes were looking at him at the moment.

Lin Qingyou grabbed his wrist and did not let go: "Jing Xing..."

When Xiao Nuomi Duanzi calls his name, the ending sound is always drawn out unconsciously, and the tone is also sticky and soft. When hearing it in people's ears, she always feels like she is just lying in the sun to dry her belly Little milk cat.

Jing Xing let her hold him, and he sat down on the side of the bed again, "Huh?" He leaned over to turn on the light, but she held down the extended wrist.

Taking advantage of the hazy moonlight coming in from the window, Lin Qingyou raised her hand and fumbled to untie the thin black rope around her neck.

She spoke slowly, and her tone became serious: "Jing Xing, it's most useless to say that everything will pass, so I don't want to talk to you about it anymore."

Her voice seemed to be soaked in water, and it sounded wet, which reminded Jing Xing of the fog that could not be blown away all year round in Xueze Mountain in Xiangzhou.

"What I want to say is that there is nothing to gain, you have to suffer this kind of thing yourself." Lin Qingyou half-kneeled on the bed, straightened up, and put the black rope necklace around his neck, "You are not a People, you and me."

As her ending sound fell, Jing Xing felt a slightly cool thing sticking to his skin in front of his collarbone, his tail eyelashes lowered, and his slender fingertips rubbed it, and immediately remembered this What is it.

——the ring he had seen when he went to the infirmary last time.

The little glutinous rice dumpling has two things that are considered treasures, one is the agarwood beads around her wrist, and the other is the ring she wears around her neck.

She attaches great importance to these two items, and always wears them next to her body, so no one else can touch them.

But now, she gave him all these two things.

Jing Xing's palm holding the ring tightened slightly: "Nutmi Tuan, you..."

He started talking, but he didn't know how to continue.

Lin Qingyou smiled and said: "My mother bought this for me on the day I was discharged from the hospital. It happened to be my birthday. I told my mother at the time that when I meet the person with whom I can spend the rest of my life, I will You can give him this ring."

Jing Xing understood what she meant, and his throat tightened slightly.

His glutinous rice dumpling, who is always so sensitive to emotions, probably sensed his lack of security, so she told him in this way that he was not alone.

"So I want to give this to you." She reached out and hugged him again, as if she wanted to transfer her strength to him little by little, "Jing Xing, can you understand what I mean?"

Jing Xing raised his head slightly, his smooth and slightly green neckline sank into his collar, his chin lightly rested on her shoulder, his voice sounded hoarse: "...I know."

Jing Xing didn't want to say thank you, these two words were too polite and distant, as if they had shortened the distance between the two of them, not to mention, the two words "thank you" had no meaning at all in front of what she had done.

There are too many things I want to say, but too many words can’t be said, thousands of words rush to the tip of my tongue, and finally turn into a "glutinous rice ball" like a sigh.

The world didn't give him too much tenderness, but Xiao Nuomi Duanzi gave him all the blatant favors.

She is the light that his heart desires.

Thanks to the affectionate confession late last night, oversleeping the next day became a matter of course.

After Lin Qingyou woke up, she looked at the bright number nine pointed by the hour hand of her watch, and felt that she might be dreaming, but after she closed her eyes and opened them again, the hour hand was still on the number nine, telling her that she was late fact.

"..." Lin Qingyou rubbed her eyelids, the "nine" was really eye-catching, and it seemed that her eyelids couldn't be opened because of the piercing.

Lin Zhengmiaohong's schoolmaster patriotic young student Lin was immersed in the pain of being late because he overslept for the first time. Jing Xing knocked on the door and walked over with a clean sweater.

"What's the matter?" He looked at the unlovely expression on her face, and said with a smile, "I've already asked for leave."

Oh... It's okay to ask for leave, at least it's not an unexcused absence.

Lin Qingyou just sat up, tugged at her messy sleeping hair, and asked again: "What reason are you using?"

The sunlight outside the window was just right, bright but not glaring, pouring all of it into this prescription room.

Jing Xing opened the curtains with the remote control, and said casually: "The water pipe is broken, it's flooded for half a meter, there's no one at home, it needs to be repaired."

"..."

Lin Qingyou's eyelids twitched when she heard that, she was sure that Jing Xing was too lazy to think of other reasons, and he must have used this same reason to ask for leave for both of them.

"My house and yours are broken?" She asked after a two-second silence.

How can there be such a coincidence, will Lao Xu believe it?

Moreover, the water pipe in her house was broken, why did Jing Xing ask for leave for her?
It was still early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Jing Xing nodded as a matter of course, and said with a hum: "Old Xu also said, why is the water pipe in classmate Lin's house always broken, it's time to repair it, if the water floods some electrical appliances, then It's dangerous."

Lin Qingyou: "..."

Old Xu seems to have completely forgotten that the reason for asking for leave for repairing the water pipe last time was made up by him himself.

(End of this chapter)