The water boiled quickly.

Mu Jingchi lifted the kettle and poured himself a cup, and then poured a cup for Song Xiaoyi.

The water cup was placed on the marble table in front of the sofa, Mu Jingchi and Song Xiaoyi sat on the sofa, the TV was on, and a variety show was playing on it.

But whether it is Mu Jingchi or Song Xiaoyi, the minds of the two are not on this variety show.

Mu Jingchi's water cup is filled with the best tea leaves that his father bought, although he likes to drink pure boiled water. But when you are still conscious, drinking tea can relieve hangover.

He took small sips of tea, and the tea that exuded a refreshing aftertaste was constantly stirring in his mouth, washing away the smell of wine in his mouth.

Song Xiaoyi fell into his own thoughts, constantly cheering himself up in his heart, but he was full of hesitation.

Occasionally, her gaze would sweep towards Mu Jingchi, who was sipping tea.

What Yu Yuyu said makes sense, when a boy is drunk and unconscious, what he says is either the truth or bragging.

Seeing that the emerald tea in the Mujingchi cup gradually decreased, Song Xiaoyi finally accumulated enough courage for himself, turned his body to the side, and faced the Mujingchi next to him.

"Great God, last time I was drunk... ”

Mu Jingchi's gaze suddenly swept over, compared to the sparkling eyes on weekdays, the drunken god's gaze at this time was a little more intoxicated, although his gaze fell, but it was not as clear as usual.

"The last time I was drunk, what I said in the bedroom... ”

Song Xiaoyi's little liver thumped, like the beating of the boiling drum, vibrating wildly. Saying it all at once was a courage she never had, and she could only say it intermittently.

"Did you hear that?"

After Song Xiaoyi said this, her head lowered rapidly, as if this question made her extremely shy. But the next moment, her head stood up again, and the burning light in her eyes was aimed at Mu Jingchi's eyes.

Mu Jingchi laughed.

It's that kind of smile that is very warm, and the whole facial muscles present a warm smile. The corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and a happy smile appeared in his eyes that were not very clear, and even his eyebrows were raised, a little more joyful.

This laugh.

Brilliant and moving.

"I hear you. Mu Jingchi put down the water glass, perhaps because the tea moistened his mouth and throat, his words were slightly low, "You confessed to me." ”

The word confession was said by Mu Jingchi in this way.

Song Xiaoyi's face immediately turned red, but she didn't bow her head out of shyness this time. Her gaze was still looking at Mu Jingchi, but because of the smile of the great god, it changed, from the scorching heat before the beginning to a kind of hope.

A kind of anticipation!

People are emotional creatures and can also perceive the emotions of others.

Mu Jingchi's bright smile immediately hit Song Xiaoyi's heart, and she was not a dull person, she immediately felt the meaning.

In the end, only one epilogue remains.

"Song Xiaoyi, I like you too. ”

Mu Jingchi's words finally came out, his tone was cheerful and pleasant, and in the face of Song Xiaoyi's expectant eyes and hopeful eyes, he finally said the words hidden in his heart.

At the beginning, Mu Jingchi didn't have much feeling for Song Xiaoyi.

Song Xiaoyi is indeed beautiful, and she is also very distinctive, she can see that she is a very good girl, but Mu Jingchi is not moved.

He and Song Xiaoyi have different opinions about love at first sight.

He doesn't believe in love at first sight, and thinks that all love at first sight is just the intention of seeing it at first sight, and that true love should be a kind of relaxed, natural, comfortable and happy relationship for a long time.

I'm sending you a message, and I'm not worried that you'll ignore it, and I'm not worried that you'll not reply. I know you're busy, and I know you'll get back to me when you have time.

There is no sensitive suspicion, no careful fear of speaking, and everything can be said openly between the two.

I know your mind, you know my heart.

It's like a quilt that has been exposed to the sun in winter, and it is comfortable to lie in it all at once.

Song Xiaoyi likes him, and Mu Jingchi actually knew it for a long time.

She pretended to meet by chance every morning and evening, took pictures with her mobile phone in the elevator, quietly looked at him in the mirror of the elevator, walked behind him in the community, and went to the auditorium of Huaqing University to read academic reports.

These Mu Jingchi know it.

But Mu Jingchi was not interested in Song Xiaoyi, so he didn't say it.

As time passed, as Song Xiaoyi appeared more and more frequently, as the two got to know each other, she gradually began to tentatively enter his life.

That's what it means to have a meal.

When eating, people are very relaxed, and in such a scene, the two slowly begin to understand each other.

I don't know when it started, Song Xiaoyi's lovely face gradually invaded his heart, just like that, silently, without grandeur. Just like life, in a drizzling and silent way, it gradually erodes him.

And he gradually sank.

Song Xiaoyi heard what she wanted to hear the most, she didn't know how to react, and there was no room for reaction, her heart was filled with an earth-shattering joy, the whole person was soaked in an atmosphere of joy, and her brain completely lost its reaction.

So, what was presented in front of Mu Jingchi was a girl who kept smiling stupidly.

Mu Jingchi also looked at this silly face, looked at the little dimples she laughed at, and looked at her cuteness when she smiled and squinted her eyes.

Look at it.

I don't know why.

Mu Jingchi's body is getting closer and closer to Song Xiaoyi, although this trend is not fast, but the two are indeed getting closer and closer.

Gradually, Song Xiaoyi stopped smiling.

She looked at Mu Jingchi with wide eyes, and the emotions in her eyes seemed to be nervous, uneasy, shy, and overwhelmed, but more of a tacit emotion.

Mu Jingchi's head gradually rose to the side.

In the end, when Mu Jingchi's body was forty-five, the distance between the two came to the final critical value, one centimeter.

At this centimeter distance, Song Xiaoyi silently closed his eyes.

But her fluttering eyelashes were a sign of tension in her heart.

The next moment.

This centimeter distance was broken, and Mu Jingchi's lips were imprinted on Song Xiaoyi's lips!

Song Xiaoyi's head suddenly emptied.

This kiss seemed to turn into thunder and lightning in the sky, sweeping through her whole body in an instant, crushing all her body, including her thoughts, and her whole person and thoughts became empty.

Long.

Lip splitting.

Song Xiaoyi immediately felt that his consciousness had returned, and his breathing became smoother. But she didn't dare to look at Mu Jingchi, because she felt that her body was very hot, as if it would burn in the next moment after seeing it.