She is A and Sa at the same table

Chapter 676 On the Eve of the Finale: Main Text

The next second, Lin Qingyou shouted quickly.

"Strawberry, strawberry!"

"Today is also strawberries? Then I will buy strawberries from now on, okay?"

"..."

Lin Qingyou almost wanted to slap the pillow on his face.

She endured it, but still couldn't, she became a little annoyed, gritted her teeth and said, "Can't you choose between talking and...?"

"Yes." Jing Xing smiled lowly, kissed her side face lightly, and his hoarse voice almost came out close to her ear, "But in fact, I can also take care of both and go hand in hand."

"..."

The saying that the man looks different on the bed and under the bed is indeed true.

Lin Qingyou was a little out of breath, and tilted her neck slightly, the neckline was stretched slender, and the beautiful collarbone was looming.

The scorching breath and the faint smell of lime enveloped her whole body, like a dense and huge fishing net falling down, making it impossible for her to avoid it.

Lin Qingyou's eye sockets were slightly red, and her eyes were wet. She opened her eyes vigorously, subconsciously looking at Jing Xing.

But because of the fog in his eyes, he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only hear his voice as if it came through a layer of soft water waves, which was vague and inaudible.

"Good, don't cry."

Jing Xing lowered his eyes, and gently tilted his head to kiss away the teardrops on her eyelashes.

His appearance finally became real.

"Jingxing..."

Lin Qingyou couldn't help calling his name in a low voice.

At times like this, she just wanted to call him by his name.

It seemed that just by reciting his name, the vacancy in my heart could be easily filled.

"Ah."

Jing Xing responded in a low voice.

His drooping eyelash feathers seemed to be wetted by water droplets, and they became blacker and deeper, as if they had been washed by water.

Lin Qingyou blinked vigorously, the mist in her eyes did not disperse and gathered, and her vision seemed to become more blurred.

Her eyelashes were also wet with mist.

"Don't cry."

Jing Xing lowered his head again, as if he was treating some rare treasure, the kiss as light as a feather touched her wrist again.

Listening to his low voice, Lin Qingyou's eyes suddenly became moist.

She buried her face in the blanket.

In the night, the sound of breathing and heartbeat intertwined.

……

The night is long.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Xing pulled her left hand to his lips, lowered his eyes and lightly bit the knuckle of her ring finger, and whispered softly, "I love you."

But Lin Qingyou didn't seem to pay attention to his "I love you", the drowsiness had almost dissipated, replaced by tiredness.

The beating of the heart finally calmed down.

Lin Qingyou took a deep breath and exhaled again. She felt like a fish that had been boiled in a pot, and her whole body was soaked in hot water vapor.

It's just that before the breath could be fully exhaled, Jing Xing leaned over again, gently pinching her earlobe with hot fingertips: "Didn't you call strawberry twice?"

"..."

At this moment, Lin Qingyou wanted to slap her mouth very much.

After an unknown amount of time, Jing Xing finally raised his hand and turned on the wall lamp beside the bed, and the dim light and shadow instantly broke through the darkness of the room.

The sudden light made the eyes a little uncomfortable. Lin Qingyou closed her eyes, and opened them after a while.

Jing Xing half sat up, supported her side with one hand, looked down at her, and brushed away the long sweaty hair on her forehead with his slender fingers.

Lin Qingyou didn't even have the strength to hide, and her voice was hoarse: "You are finished, Jing Xing, I will kill you tomorrow."

Little Nuomi Tuanzi's eye sockets were still red, and her black eyelashes were as black and clear as if they had been washed by water. Her voice was soft and hoarse, with a faint cry, and she looked pitiful.

Jing Xing pinched her red earlobe, nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for you to fight tomorrow."

As he spoke, he leaned over and held out his hand to her.

"What are you doing?!" Lin Qingyou's voice rose immediately, the expression on her face seemed to be a little broken, but also a little unbelievable, "It's three o'clock——"

She suppressed her voice and shouted: "It's already three o'clock!"

Also keep people from sleeping? !
Knowing what she was thinking, Jing Xing pinched her face amusedly: "I know, I won't bother you anymore, I'll take you to take a bath."

Grabbing the pajamas at the head of the bed and putting them on, Jing Xing hugged her up.

Lin Qingyou's whole body was so weak that she couldn't even stand upright, Jing Xing saw that she was hugging him and wouldn't let go, so he pulled a bath towel from the shelf, spread it on the edge of the sink, and put her down again.

Lin Qingyou saw the red mark on her collarbone from the mirror behind her. She raised her wrist, touched it lightly with her fingertips, and then gasped with a hiss.

There is a saying "I'm fucking" I don't know if I should say it or not, but it's even broken.

Is Jing Xing a dog? !

While adjusting the water temperature, Jing Xing vaguely heard the little glutinous rice dumpling sitting on the sink muttering: "I don't want to hear anything related to strawberries again."

The voice was mixed in the water, a little fuzzy and inaudible, he raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about?"

Xiao Nuomi Duanzi ignored him, not even giving him a glance out of the corner of his eye.

Obviously hated him.

Jing Xing was wronged, but not annoyed, he just leaned over, hooked the rubber band on her wrist with his fingertips and pulled it down, and then helped her tie up her hair. During the process, he clumsily tore off several strands of her hair, and Lin Qingyou kicked her in anger. He kicks.

"Domestic violence, you are domestic violence!" Lin Qingyou looked at the two hairs he had torn out, feeling very distressed.

For adults, hair is life.

"Domestic violence?" Jing Xing hooked the hair on her cheeks behind her ears, and glanced at her with a half-smile, "Little glutinous rice ball, it's domestic violence only when you wear clothes, and you can only flirt if you take off your clothes."

"..." Lin Qingyou immediately pinched his face, "Where are you looking?!"

Complaints belong to accusations, but when you need your boyfriend, you still have to use them. Lin Qingyou was so tired that she didn't want to straighten up, she leaned listlessly on Jing Xing's body, and let him play with her.

Jing Xing didn't care if his clothes would get wet, he just lowered his eyes to help her wash.

"Jing Xing, you're done."

Even though her voice was milky and soft, with no momentum at all, Lin Qingyou did not forget to say bold words full of threats.

Jing Xing responded unhurriedly: "Okay, I'm done."

Lin Qingyou said again: "I will kill you."

"Okay." Jing Xing nodded, "I'll wait for you to fight."

"I won't show mercy." Lin Qingyou continued.

"Okay." Jing Xing nodded again, took a towel, helped her dry, took off her clothes, rushed down casually, and then carried her to the bedroom, "Kill me tomorrow, now first Sleep, save your life."

As soon as she returned to the bed, Lin Qingyou rolled into the bed, her eyelids became heavy, and a heavy sleepiness began to hit her.

Although he put down his rhetoric just now, Jing Xing lay down, and as soon as he stretched out his hand towards her, she crawled into his arms stickily, completely forgetting who was the person who threatened to kill him just now.

Sleepiness eroded the fragmented mind, Lin Qingyou closed her eyes, instinctively kissed him on the chin, then plunged into his arms again, and said vaguely: "Good night."

"Good night."

Jing Xing lay down, but didn't sleep, took her left hand, and looked at her ring finger through the light and shadow of the bedside wall lamp.

The ring of teeth marks bitten by him on the third phalanx has disappeared, but there is still a circle of light red, as if wearing a special ring.

Jing Xing's eyes suddenly softened a little, he lowered his eyes and kissed her blushing joints, raised his hand to turn off the wall lamp, and his voice seemed to disappear in the night: "Little liar, you still say you hate me .”

Because of the cold wave, the city started to snow again in the second half of the night, and the snow did not stop until dawn.

Following the teacher's words, "Today's class is over here", the sleepy Chen Zhou was woken up by his friend: "Master Zhou, Master Zhou? Wake up, get out of class is over."

Chen Zhou drooped his eyelids, straightened up with the support of the table, his voice was still full of sleepiness: "... huh?"

The friend slapped him again: "Ah what, get out of class is over."

After leaning against the back of the chair for a while, Chen Zhou woke up. His expression was still sleepy. After half-closed his eyes and yawned, he slowly stood up from his seat.

The friend casually put away both of their textbooks, and joked casually: "Master Zhou, what beauty did you have a passionate chat with yesterday, and you're so sleepy?"

Chen Zhou replied in a completely nonchalant manner as usual: "Which beautiful sister can tell you, this is a secret, and children should not inquire about adults' affairs."

The friend raised his eyebrows: "Adult's business?"

"Of course it's an adult's business." Chen Zhou replied speciously, "Besides, you won't understand if I tell you. I'm a beautiful sister who is too warm to me, and it's a little bit overwhelming."

The friend immediately sneered shamelessly: "Then you have to take it easy, there are so many concubines waiting for your favor in the harem, don't be too young to die."

Chen Zhou kicked him with a smile: "Go away, what are you doing?"

The teaching building is not far from the school gate. After walking for more than ten minutes, we arrived at the north gate.

Chen Zhou stood on the side steps, squinted his eyes to look into the distance, and said with emotion: "This situation is so beautiful and picturesque, I want to write poems to present to the world, but I am not educated, so I said it was snowing heavily. "

"..." My friend applauded very embarrassingly, "Mr. Zhou is amazing, his sentences are neat, his tones rhyme, wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, what a wonderful word?"

Chen Zhou was obviously relieved by this rainbow fart, and lazily raised his chin towards the opposite milk tea shop: "Do you want milk tea?"

　There are still two chapters left, the end is under revision~
　　
　
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