She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 675 Happy Birthday
This is not enough, Lin Qingyou couldn't bear it anymore, and said back to him: "Then it would be a wish for someone else, and you still think it's boring?"

"Others?" Jing Xing grasped the key point in her sentence, and asked her with a half-smile, "Who else do you want to change?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou immediately changed her words: "No, I just gave an example."

Afraid that Jing Xing would ask this question again, Lin Qingyou quickly stood up, put away the cake box on the coffee table, put it in the trash can next to it, and took the milk porcelain cup on the long table to the kitchen.

After walking two steps, she stopped and turned her head: "You have to take a bite of the birthday cake, and—"

She paused, her eyes rolled up, "boyfriend, happy birthday."

The milk in the cup was poured during the meal earlier, and more than half of it has been drunk.

Lin Qingyou drank the remaining sips of milk, then turned on the tap, washed the porcelain cup, and placed it upside down on the tray on the counter.

It was past eleven o'clock when the cleaning was done, and the night was already dark, Lin Qingyou was already very sleepy, so she simply washed up and headed to the bedroom, when she passed by the living room, she saw Jing Xing was still cutting cakes to eat slowly.

"..."

Still eat?
Lin Qingyou paused, and couldn't help but say: "It's so late, don't eat too much, the rest can be put in the refrigerator."

Jing Xing let out a "hmm", and didn't know if he heard what she was saying.

Lin Qingyou was really sleepy, and didn't have the energy to say anything more, she rubbed her eyes and went into the bedroom listlessly.

The ceiling lamp in the bedroom was not turned on, so she turned on the small wall lamp by the bed, and then adjusted the wall lamp to the darkest level, before climbing into the bed yawning.

The phone was still beeping from time to time, and it was a few night owls in the class group chatting. Lin Qingyou glanced at it listlessly, and then turned the phone to silent mode.

She squinted her eyes lazily, and took off the rubber band that was used to tie her hair, and casually put it on her wrist.

After finishing all the work before going to bed and lying in bed, Lin Qingyou remembered the most important point - the curtains seem to have been forgotten.

She half-closed her eyes, and groped for a long time on the bedside table just relying on the feel of her hands, but she couldn't find the remote control of the curtains in the end, so she simply stopped looking, thinking that Jing Xing would definitely have to close it soon, she shrank into the quilt and closed it. eyes.

After more than ten minutes, the bedroom door was pushed open from the outside, and there was a very slight "squeak", and Lin Qingyou opened her eyes almost reflexively.

Her sleep has always been very light, and a slight movement around her can wake her up, plus she is still thinking about whether the curtains are closed, and she is still in a daze.

The light in the room was too dark, Jing walked over, supported the head of the bed with one hand, leaned over and glanced at her: "Sleeping?"

Lin Qingyou pulled down the quilt, revealing a pair of eyes, and said with obvious sleepiness in her voice: "Curtains."

"Huh?" Jing Xing didn't understand.

"Close the curtains." Lin Qingyou said again.

Jing Xing glanced up at the bedside table, but he didn't see the remote control. He leaned over, reached out and opened the first drawer, and touched the remote control of the curtains.

The curtains were closed, and the light in the room dimmed again.

Lin Qingyou stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, seeing that he seemed to be looking at her mobile phone, she said vaguely, "Are you still asleep?"

"Sleep now." After Jing Xing simply replied a few messages from Cheng Xu, he turned off the screen of his phone, and raised his hand to turn off the wall lamp beside the bed.

The room darkened instantly.

Jing Xing turned his body sideways and stretched out his hand: "Come here."

I don't know if it's because of my physique, but the little glutinous rice dumpling is particularly afraid of the cold. Not only in winter, but even in summer, I often feel cold all over my body. When the weather is cold, this kind of physique is more obvious.

There was a mobile heat source lying beside him, of course Lin Qingyou had no reason to refuse, she almost instinctively squeezed into his arms, and even pushed her profile face directly in front of his collarbone.

Jing Xing still let her squeeze around at first, but within 2 minutes, he stretched out his hand abruptly, and pressed it directly on her waist.

"Little glutinous rice ball." His voice also lowered, "Did I tell you not to move around when you sleep with me, huh?"

At the same time, his hand stretched out and squeezed her ear bone slightly.

"..."

Lin Qingyou shuddered, and most of her drowsiness dissipated almost instantly, and she immediately backed away, trying to distance herself from him.

As soon as he moved back a little, he pulled the wrist bone and pulled it back again.

The moonlight on a snowy night in the north was clearer than usual, and it almost shone brightly everywhere. The curtains in the bedroom were only drawn one layer, not blocking the light.

With the help of the light and shadow coming in from the window, Lin Qingyou saw Jing Xing's bright and dark outlines outlined by the light, with an inexplicably dangerous aura.

Lin Qingyou carefully grabbed his hand, but did not break free, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito's gnat, and she recognized him.

"Sleep, I'm not moving..."

She is really sober now.

Jing Xing seemed to be laughing, with a long breath: "I don't think you are sleepy, don't sleep."

"..."

The light refracted by the snowy night was too bright, Jing Xing's eyebrows and eyes seemed to flicker in the night, Lin Qingyou slightly raised her chin to look at him, as if her heart skipped a beat.

It was very different from kissing in the dark as usual, she could clearly see the change in his always cold eyes.

Jing Xing lowered his head and kissed her repeatedly.

The skin on his body was thin, Lin Qing couldn't help pushing him: "It hurts."

Jing Xing relaxed his strength, rubbed the skin on the side of her neck, and then leaned forward, as if he took something from the bedside table.

He didn't even look at it, and stuffed the whole thing into her palm.

Inexplicably, there was something extra in her hand, Lin Qingyou subconsciously lifted it up to her eyes, then opened her eyes slightly: "This, this..."

She easily recognized what it was.

As if he had received some hot potato, Lin Qingyou hurriedly stuffed the thing back into his hand, even speaking in an uncomfortable voice.

"... When did you buy it?"

"When you are struggling to buy strawberry ice cream or vanilla ice cream."

"..."

premeditated.

Jing Xing casually flashed in front of her eyes, still in a casual tone: "Choose one?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou didn't want to answer his question at all.

What's wrong, let her choose every time?
Seeing that she was silent, he was not in a hurry, but just scanned the words with great interest: "There is still a mango here."

"..."

Lin Qingyou completely pretended that she couldn't hear.

"Okay." Jing Xing smiled slowly, with a slightly drawn out ending, "If you don't choose, then try them all."

"..."

(End of this chapter)