Chapter 43 Smoke a cigarette and I'll kiss you once

But what I never expected this time was that his anger was actually greater than that of the dining hall, or the first time I saw him so angry, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he didn't want to let his anger go down. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

I didn't resist and let him walk a few streets, thinking weakly that this goods should not save the fare and take me home, right?

Although driven by emotions, his feet are as fast as stepping on wheels. It didn't take long for him to be on the couch with low air pressure and stubbornly pulling me to the door.

Even though I didn't open the door, I still messed around, and finally it took ten minutes to pull me into the courtyard angrily, and then it took the same time to open the door.

I just don't want to let go of my palm, for fear that I will run away. In the afterglow of the sunset, I unconsciously looked up at the already hot weather and the sunset that had not fallen for a long time, as well as the thin layer of sweat in the palms of my hands, and couldn't help laughing.

I didn't want the other party to notice, so he pulled me into the room even more angrily, and then threw me on the sofa while he couldn't resist in anger, and he sat on the round stool next to the sofa, and pinned me up with one foot on the sofa.

As a result, the distance between us was so close that I could smell the shampoo of his hair without exerting any force, and the fluttering eyelashes were placed under my eyes in such a non-aggressive way that I had to hold my breath, otherwise all the emotions under my eyes would come out.

His tone was angry, and he said non-negotiable: "Jiang Nian, no smoking is allowed in the future." ”

When I looked at him so seriously that even the tone of warning became affectionate, I suddenly couldn't help laughing, and teased, "Then what should happen if I don't obey?"

Usually this reaction is the culprit that provokes the opponent to do something uncontrollable.

He then looked like a mischievous face, moved the distance in front of him a little closer, and said with a wicked smile, "Smoke a cigarette and I'll kiss you once, and it's on the lips." ”

I immediately let this act that seemed to be a punishment, but was actually a welfare, not to the point of arousing my throbbing, pushed him away, and scolded: "You pervert~ pervert!"

So the bad guy is good at putting the blame on the innocent, and I tried to restrain his restlessness while he was stumbling.

The loneliness that flashed in his eyes was not at all the face that should be after a joke, "I'm not joking, so in order not to accept this extreme punishment, you must quit smoking, otherwise I will really do what I say." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head and entered the bedroom, and when he came out again, he had already changed out of his school uniform, like a casual set of pure white T-shirts and jeans.

But he seemed angry, and he was very stealthy and didn't want me to find out.

Therefore, I didn't need to ask, quietly turned on the TV in the living room, and watched him rub his slippers to the kitchen, and after a while, the pots and pans began to sound with the sound of the TV series.

I've been to his house twice since I became friends. Don't get me wrong, I'm here to study, and as ridiculous as it sounds, I'm a student after all, and studying is my best excuse to stay with him.

You always have to believe that in this world, there is always someone with your irresistible magic to break your bottom line again and again.

Then, when you are caught off guard, eat you dry and wipe it clean, leaving not a single bone left.

This is the norm that crushes should endure.

About half an hour later, I watched him walk out with a plate of good-looking ribs, and then hurriedly turned back to the kitchen. At that moment, I suddenly realized, when did I start to think about even looking at his back?

The meal would stay, completely affected by his previous sluggish mood, and the resulting guilt. Thinking that if it was because I was in a bad mood, he would become extremely excited and happy.

Because I think all his emotions are caused by me alone, whether good or bad, so it's a bit greedy, but I can't stop myself.

But I have to tell you quietly, that is, although Song Zhun cooks beautifully, it is inversely proportional to the taste.

After dinner, I stayed at Song Zhun's house for a while, and he still used the excuse of grades to keep me for the evening, and then sent me home under the excuse that it was too late.

And I accepted it all kindly, oh no, except that he cheekily followed me upstairs, and then took advantage of the stall where I opened the door, and rushed in first.

I swear, I always thought that Song Joon was not a scoundrel and pitiful in his body except for being cheeky.

For example, now, relying on my mother's liking, standing in front of the window and pretending, sighing and saying, "It's so late." "I completely subdued my mother, and Song Zhun had to stay alive or dead, saying that it was not safe to go back late.

Although he always laughed afterwards and used not wanting to part with me as an excuse, I always responded with disdain.

In fact, he is a big man of more than 1.8 meters, would he really be afraid of a few alleys that can reach home in 12 or 3 minutes? Besides, the time now shows 9:30, which is not too late in summer.

I'm not stingy, I usually eat him and drink him, but people have to put on a face when they stay all night.

The main house was only two bedrooms, which meant he had to sleep in the same bed as me. Of course, I know that this is a common thing in the relationship between friends, and it is not surprising at all.

But the crux of the matter is that I, Jiang Nian, have ill intentions towards him Song Zhun, and even have the urge to pounce on him at any time, don't you say that this is deliberately causing trouble for me?

After washing up and entering the bedroom, he was wrapped in clothes that were obviously one size smaller, and laughed to himself.

Then, in a space that was obviously very limited compared to his home, he took small steps.

I turned around to get the mosquito coil on the bedside table, lit the lighter, lit it and put it on the ground, and suddenly as the blue smoke rose, the whole tip of my nose was filled with the strong smell of mosquito coils.

Looking back at me with his eyes blankly as he looked at me, his finger pointed at random in the air, and then said in a faint tone: "Why is your room as empty as a rental room except for some basic things, like no one living in it?"

I followed his words, subconsciously swept around, and then took out the thin quilt on the bed, intending to spread it out, but before my hand could remember to put it into action, I was frightened by the sudden hug and didn't dare to move.

The man's breath was very light, and it was cold and itchy on the neck, revealing a gripping force.

And his words made me extinguish the desire ~ hope in my heart, and then grow a bright flower in the ashes, lifelike in the sun.

"Xiao Nian, I will be responsible for bringing you everything you don't have in the future. ”

This novel is from the King of Books