She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 442 "A Kiss as a Gift?"

Jing Xing smiled lowly, still imitating her tone, dragging the end softly: "Okay, sister."

He narrowed his eyes lazily, and aggressively made a new request: "In addition to taking me to the library, sister, don't you think about giving me a kiss?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou looked at him, and refused sternly, "No."

The expected answer.

Jing Xing curled his lips slightly, but his voice was still lazy: "Why?"

"Because my sister can't spoil a child." Lin Qingyou looked at him and said earnestly. In order to better show her "elder sister is like a mother" mentality, she raised her wrist very "kindly" and patted him gently. Lowered his left shoulder to appease him.

After thinking about it, she added another sentence slowly: "Especially the 'simple' children whose actual age is only three years old."

Her articulation purposely slightly accentuated the five words "pure child".

In fact, Lin Qingyou originally wanted to gently rub his hair as if she was really communicating with a child, but given the height difference between the two, this action was a bit difficult, so she stretched out her hand, On the way, I changed the road and replaced it with a pat on the shoulder.

Jing Xing heard what she meant - I, who should cooperate with you, turned a blind eye, he licked the corners of his lips, and said with a smile in his voice, "Is that so—"

The end of Jing Xing's speech was a little long, and it sounded casual, but there was an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

"Then I, a kid, can only do it myself, and have enough food and clothing..." The end of his words disappeared at the corners of their lips touching.

A very light kiss, like a fluffy feather, fell on her lips instantly.

"?" Lin Qingyou opened her eyes wide, and looked at him in a daze, apparently bewildered by his unexpected action.

This is still on the street, people come and go, and there is a constant flow of traffic on the road.

No, this is not the most critical.

Most importantly, it wasn't completely dark yet.

In this way, the public, coupled with the blue sky and broad daylight——

Lin Qingyou groaned slowly, and looked around belatedly, as if she had a guilty conscience.

Did this guy Jing Xing really regard himself as a three-year-old child, she whispered in her heart.

Jing Xing was amused by her silly expression, he hadn't moved since kissing her just now, he kept a bent posture, stepped back a little like this, and looked down at her.

His eyelashes are very long, with the ends drooping slightly, and when he lowers his eyes, the eyelash feathers will fall down, casting a dark shadow, and those beautiful and deep black eyes are surrounded by that layer of shadow.

When Lin Qingyou looked over, she always felt as if she had fallen into a deep sea covered in mist.

"Speaking is talking, why suddenly..." After saying this, Lin Qingyou coughed uncomfortably, and swallowed the following words.

Although there are many intimate gestures like hugging and holding high between the two of them on weekdays, this is really the first time they are on the street in broad daylight.

Lin Qingyou's realm hadn't been cultivated to the level where Jing Xing could ignore others, but now her ears had started to heat up, stained with a faint pink.

"Aren't I three years old?" Jing Xing had no self-consciousness that he couldn't hug and hold her high on the street, but watched her spread her hands innocently, "Children are unreasonable."

An expression of "Although what I said is very unreasonable, but if you listen carefully, you will be able to find out the truth".

Lin Qingyou: "..."

After hearing it this way, it seems to be quite reasonable?

Although the sunset in summer comes late, the speed of sinking is not slow, and the tail of the setting sun disappears silently below the sea level when you lower your eyes and raise your eyes.

After coming out of the library, the surroundings are already full of night, with a bright moon hanging high, a few thin clouds floating, and bright and bright stars dotted in the night sky irregularly.

It is rare to see such moonlit and clear nights in cities, especially Xiangzhou, a peninsula city near the river and coast. The nights here are usually foggy, as if there is always a layer of water vapor that can't be dissipated.

Lin Qingyou couldn't help but glanced a few more times, Jing Xing brought the schoolbag she was carrying over, put one hand on his right shoulder, and followed her gaze to the distant night sky.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the sky meets the clouds and the morning mist in the distance. He touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Tuantuan, have you seen this star?" After descending the steps, Jing Xing turned his head to look at her, and said lazily.

Lin Qingyou paused for two seconds, then slowly turned her head, stared at him and hummed, "I see."

Her keen sixth sense told her that what he was going to say next might be a bit bad, if possible, she still hoped that he would shut up quickly.

And the following facts also prove that her sixth sense has never let her down.

Jing Xing's tone was leisurely and leisurely: "The stars all over the sky are not as bright as your eyes. Compared with your eyes, the starry night also becomes dim."

In order to make his words sound more vivid, he even added a thoughtful sentence: "Your eyes are like freshly picked purple grapes, not only moist, but also prickly. "

"..."

There was an indescribable expression on Lin Qingyou's face.

After a while, she silently made a zipper gesture on her mouth, then looked at him with black and white eyes, and suggested in a very sincere tone: "Okay, I see, you can turn off the microphone."

Ask this contestant to turn off your country talk.

In this short summer vacation, she was almost suffocated by his endless earthy love words.

The next time she sees Du Mingyu, she must ask him carefully, where did she learn such spicy, rustic love talk?
Learn to learn, please stop teaching Jing Xing.

She was really numb to the soul that was about to listen.

Coming out of the city library, the two walked west along the sidewalk. After walking for 2 minutes, Lin Qingyou seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and suddenly reached out to Jing Xing: "Schoolbag?"

Jing Xing raised his eyebrows a little, and hummed a slightly nasal "Huh?"

She pointed to his elbow and said, "Aren't you injured? Give me the schoolbag, and I'll take it."

"It's okay." Jing Xing didn't take it seriously, the injuries were usually more serious than this, and it wasn't so bad that he couldn't lift his hands after being bumped.

On the contrary, Lin Qingyou looked a little worried, the bruise from being hit by Qiyue had just dissipated, and he had a new injury within two days, Jing Xing's arm followed him really hard.

(End of this chapter)