his spring breeze

Chapter 88 After you, there is no second person who can surprise me

Shen Chaosheng's thoughts fluttered.

He glanced at the wet clothes in his hand, then at the stubborn girl, sighed secretly in his heart, and maintained this position leaning against the head of the bed for a long time, seeing that she was asleep, he wanted to carefully withdraw his arms, But she held him tighter.

resignedly.

He stopped struggling, kept this posture, leaned in slightly, threw his shirt on the ground, and wrapped his arms around Jiang Chunhe's body.

With his eyes closed, he rubbed the bridge of his high nose against the tip of her small, straight nose.

This movement was gentle to the end, and the light yellow light fell on Shen Chaosheng's cheeks, reflecting the man's handsome silhouette and his smile with bent lips.

This is not the first time he has hugged her.

When she was 12 years old, she was 3 years old and met her. She was cute and cute when she was a child, and she was carved with jade.

Strictly speaking, he really fell in love with Jiang Chunhe: when he was 23 years old.

After he went abroad, he was busy designing reliefs all day long and minored in business administration and psychology. When he was 23 years old, he drove by Jiang Chunhe's school. Since he hadn't seen her for a long time, he wanted to see how the naughty little girl in her childhood had become. what it looks like.

This is a glimpse, but who knows that it will be amazing for a lifetime.

Across the school gate, he stared at the beautiful girl in school uniform, full of vigor, beauty, and incomparably beautiful.

He had to admit that he couldn't forget that throbbing feeling, which lingered for a long time, and when he closed his eyes when he was tired, her youthful face appeared in his mind, so pure and vivid, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, soothing the summer heat and anxiety.

At this moment, the heartbeat feels like the soft summer wind that day.

"You may not know that after you, there is no second person who can surprise me."

"..."

However, Jiang Chunhe slept soundly and turned a deaf ear to this sentence.

……

The sun is just right, bright and warm.

Jiang Chunhe woke up with a splitting headache.

There is a faint woody aroma in the air, it is strange, how can there be the smell of Shen Chaosheng.

Warm breath rising and falling behind the ears, Jiang Chunhe slowly turned his head away...

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Wake up." Shen Chaosheng was shirtless, he kept the posture of embracing Jiang Chunhe all night, and fell asleep unconsciously.

"Ahhh! Why are you on my bed?"

Shen Chao moved his body vividly, half of his shoulder was already numb, and he couldn't feel the sensation anymore.

He stood up, broad shoulders and narrow belly, showing a smooth figure in front of Jiang Chunhe.

"You shameless bastard, what did you do to me last night—"

Jiang Chun and a pillow hit him.

He caught it firmly, curled his lips, and his mood was as if the sun was shining outside the window, "You took off my clothes, and I tried to push you away, but failed."

"What? I took your clothes off? What kind of whole wheat toast are you making fun of early in the morning?"

"Be responsible to me, Jiang Chunhe."

Shen Chaosheng propped his arms on the head of the bed.

A determined, desperate tone, throwing away the gentle skin, it is extremely arrogant.

Jiang Chunhe's heart was pounding, like boiling water splashing on her heart, she couldn't feel the scalding heat, only the sparks that were about to explode.

"Who is responsible for you, bastard, bastard, get out of my room!"

"That's not what you said last night. Who begged me to stay and not leave?"

"Damn! What kind of Goubuli buns are you kidding about again? Get the hell out, I need to change!"

Shen Chaosheng didn't tease her anymore, and left the room slowly.

Jiang Chunhe ran to the bathroom with bare feet, took off his collar and looked around, there was no trace of ambiguity.

Huh... Shen Chaosheng should have lied to her!
"Don't go."

"You are not allowed to go today, stay with me."

Fragmentary fragments crashed into her mind, and Jiang Chunhe shook her head violently.

No, those words, not her words!
Nothing happened between her and Shen Chaosheng last night!
that's it! ! !
restaurant.

The breakfast on the table today is rich, with whole wheat toast and Goubuli buns.

Jiang Chunhe sat down, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

“This breakfast is pretty good…”

"Madam, is there any joke you want to make?"

"Not for the time being, I'll talk about it when I think about it!" Jiang Chunhe took a bite out of a steamed bun. She really wanted to eat the steamed stuffed bun, so she blurted out.

"Also, don't call me Madam anymore!"

"Mrs. Shen needs to speed up. If I remember correctly, you still have class for the first class."

Jiang Chunhe raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

Too bad, it's already ten past eight, and she does have her first class at 08:30!
……

Jiang Chunhe ran to the classroom and was 5 minutes late. The teacher gave her a supercilious look, and Jiang Chunhe smiled embarrassedly at the teacher.

The little girl has bright eyes and bright teeth, and she has a sweet smile. The teacher snorted and told her to sit down quickly.

Zhao Ningyue beckoned, she came to the classroom early, and knew that Jiang Chunhe might be late.

"Yueyue, have you eaten yet? I brought you buns."

Jiang Chunhe took out a few Goubuli buns from his schoolbag.

Zhao Ningyue looked at her flushed face, "Chunhe, you have a fragrance."

"Smell? Body fragrance?"

"It's not that scent, it's like the smell of Teacher Shen."

Gossip is a woman's nature, Zhao Ningyue came over, "Chunhe, did you have sex with Mr. Shen last night..."

"Go, go, you dice girl, am I that unreserved?"

The figure of Shen Chaosheng seen this morning appeared subconsciously in Jiang Chunhe's mind.

Broad shoulders, lean waist, seems to have eight-pack abs... She knows that Shen Chaosheng often works out.

"Hey, aren't you remembering? Your face is so red."

"Screw you--"

Being poked at the center of things, Jiang Chunhe, who became angry from embarrassment, pushed Zhao Ningyue hard.

"Snapped."

The teacher on the podium knocked on the table and ordered Jiang Chunhe to stand up.

Jiang Chunhe was very obedient: "Teacher, I was wrong..."

"Do you really know what's wrong? You're late for class and don't obey the classroom discipline, do you—"

Before the teacher finished speaking, Jiang Chunhe clutched his stomach, sweating profusely.

"Teacher, my stomach hurts..."

(End of this chapter)