Ren Pingsheng was packing up his things, she didn't make a loud voice, but he saw it and heard it, as soon as he put down the things at hand, he heard Chen Sheng scream softly in fright, and hurriedly rushed over, pulled out a wet tissue from the table, and wrapped her fingers. Guangxi was very calm, shrunk his hand, and said, "This temperature can't bubble yet." I'm fine. "She wasn't used to being cared for so much by someone other than him.

The steps that Ren Pingsheng had just taken were retracted.

Chen Sheng absolutely didn't believe that there was nothing between Ren Pingsheng and this girl, according to his temperament, even if the person he didn't care about made trouble in front of him all day, he could read half a 200,000-word novel indifferently. As soon as the girl's hand was burned just now, he had such an obvious reaction. Saying that the two of them are okay, who can believe it.

Chen Sheng became very interested in her, and it just so happened that Ren Pingsheng wanted to sign after reading the information he sent, so he sat down and chatted with her for a while. Because about Ren Pingsheng, Guangxi listened very carefully.

He talked about his student days with Ren Pingsheng: when he was about 13 years old in middle school, a couple of Chinese boys organized a performance on Thanksgiving. He put on a costume and danced his water sleeves, and learned Peking Opera from his father for half a month in advance. Then several of their boys came to the stage to perform, he played Yu Ji, and Ren Pingsheng played the overlord. On the day of the performance, I was very involved in singing, chanting, and playing, but the audience was at a loss. "It wasn't until the end that a few teachers who knew suddenly - 'Fa

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"Is it because of cultural differences?" Mitsuki guessed, genuinely curious.

Chen Sheng frowned exaggeratedly.

"Isn't it?" she asked.

"Let me tell you this," Chen Sheng cleared his throat: "Can you imagine a group of people who can't even speak Mandarin to sing Peking Opera?"

Chen Sheng was silent for two seconds, and the two of them realized it and laughed together.

"Hee-hee. Ren Pingsheng called her name, walked to Chen Sheng's side, and handed him the signed document.

It was his voice that was heard. Xu Guangxi restrained his smile and looked over - he was wearing a pair of blue jeans today, a white shirt on his upper body, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a button on the neckline, revealing his Adam's apple and small collarbone, looking like a sta

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A smile overflowed on Ren Pingsheng's lips, and he touched it twice, but the buttons were not buttoned.

Chen Sheng looked at the two of them and didn't know it, made an unbearable expression, put away the documents, and said, "I'm done with everything, so I'll withdraw first." He took his own things, and when he passed by Ren Pingsheng, he smiled: "By the way, you."

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Ren Pingsheng ignored him.

Mitsuki avoids him to find his school bag. Take out the plastic bag inside and place it on the coffee table. "I brought you donuts and milk, would you like to try them?"

Ren Pingsheng seemed a little surprised, and asked, "You haven't eaten yet?" He showed a hint of displeasure on his face: "He should take you home first, or take you to find a place to eat." ”

"It's me who insists on coming over, and it has nothing to do with Uncle Li. Mitsuki defended a few words, "I heard that you will be very busy during this time, and you are a little worried. ”

Ren Pingsheng was stunned, sat down on the sofa opposite her, and said, "I'm nothing." It's you, how are you doing these days?"

I don't know how big the "good" he said was. When she finally saw him again, she chose to ignore the unpleasant phone call in Beijing. She was afraid that if she tore it a little more, she would be forced to leave him again.

Love, it makes people both smart and ignorant. Wholeheartedly being drawn by another person, his every move is taken into view, carefully, cautiously, afraid of his every trace of unhappiness.

Seeing him sitting down in front of her, expecting to talk, Mitsuki took the milk out of the bag, unscrewed the lid and poured two glasses, and replied, "It's okay." ”

"Is Grandpa Xu's birthday party still a success?" was the tone of inquiry.

Mitsuki gave him the doughnut and "it was a success." The family had all arrived, and Grandpa was very happy. ”

He took it from her, opened the box, pulled out a few tissues, wrapped the doughnut, and handed it to her. "You ...... your father" couldn't really find words, and re-mentioned her father. As soon as the words came out, Ren Pingsheng felt that it was inappropriate.

Guangxi didn't mind, just took the milk, chewed a few mouthfuls of doughnuts, and swallowed them into his stomach: "He...... Father...... OK. It should be possible to get along with him. You can rest assured. The word "he" that popped out of his mouth was replaced by the unfamiliar "Dad".

Ren Pingsheng smiled on his face and asked, "What do you mean by 'I can rest assured'?"

Mitsuki thought for a moment, took the doughnut in his hand, and said, "You really hope that between me and him, there is no mustard, and we can get along well." Isn't that right?"

Ren Pingsheng did not deny it. Noticing a little white crumb on the corner of her mouth, she pulled a piece of paper from the table.

Her tone was unusually calm: "I'm trying to get along with him. If he wants to. I will try not to resist contact with him. After she finished speaking, she took the milk in front of her eyes, her teeth gently biting the edge of the cup, and the eyes with slightly pale pupils, like brown jewels, looked at him through the wall of the milk glass. It seems that he cares a lot about his opinion.

She was abandoned by her parents at the age of nine, and for eleven years, she did not live with them for a single day. Her father suddenly appeared and suddenly wanted to recognize her, she felt that she should not be adapted, and there was no need to force herself to do things she didn't like very much in order to cater to his ideas. Ren Pingsheng read a heart she was carefully carrying from her eyes, and the more he understood her thoughts, the more distressed he felt.

He leaned over, and the couch under his seat made a slight noise as he moved. Mitsuki held the hand of the milk cup and paused for two seconds before putting the cup down and resting it on his knee. He leaned over, only a step away, but it was very close, and she could smell the faint breath of him. It's a cold feeling, the same as before. A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and when she realized what he was going to do, she lifted her face cooperatively, letting his tissue-wrapped fingers wipe it around her mouth. The tissues were slightly rough, and occasionally, his fingers touched her skin, which was cool.

She watched him look at her earnestly and breathe slowly.

Ren Pingsheng gradually realized a very wonderful feeling, which was completely different from all the previous care and protection for her. It feels like love, and it's like habit.