CHAPTER XLVII

Flowers

Ling Xiao has been popularized the meaning of roses during the day today, and at this time, he was holding a large bouquet of delicate red roses in his arms, looking up at his boyfriend's slightly red but unusually focused look, and his always heroic eyebrows seemed to suddenly become softer. Lowering her head and smelling the rich but not boring aroma of roses, the girl in the black dress smiled with her eyebrows bent and replied in a low voice, and then sat down next to the low table, and turned her face to call out to the man who was still a little frozen in place:

"Shall you eat?"

Ye Lin saw that she looked gentle, hugged the big bouquet of roses tightly, and seemed to like it very much, and finally quietly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly nodded in agreement, and sat down opposite her.

The enclosed balcony is made of transparent floor-to-ceiling glass, so that even if you sit on the ground, you can see all the scenes outside at a glance. The environment of the community is excellent, even in winter, there are still many verdant evergreen trees; Ye Lin lives on the fifteenth floor, and this height even allows them to clearly see the small park just across the road - at this time, there are already many people who go out for a walk or exercise after dinner, and even in winter, it seems to be full of vitality.

Ling Xiao touched the flowers in his arms, carefully put them aside, and then raised his wine glass and gently touched it with Ye Lin—the dark red wine was a little bewildering in the warm yellow light of the balcony.

In fact, the two of them are not talkative, they haven't eaten together for a few days, but at this time, they don't seem to have much to talk about, just talk casually three or two sentences without a match, and finish a Valentine's Day dinner that is almost silent.

Ye Lin could hardly remember what he had done later, and when he came back to his senses, he was no longer sitting opposite Ling Xiao, but sitting next to her, side by side with her, by the balcony door. Time is limited, he doesn't cook much, and he has eaten almost all at this time, Ling Xiao took a sip of wine, but at the same time he reached out and rubbed his stomach, looking like he had eaten a lot and looked a little lazy.

Ye Lin glanced at her, hesitated slightly for a while, tentatively stretched out his hand, covered the back of her hand, and gently rubbed her belly.

The little girl seemed to be rubbed comfortably, and let out a comfortable sigh from her throat without concealment, she simply leaned down into his arms, grabbed his hand and pressed it on her stomach, apparently signaling him to continue rubbing her belly.

Ye Lin saw that she was nesting in her arms like a little fox, and asked herself to rub her belly with confidence, so she was almost as comfortable as a small animal to "snort", her heart was so soft that she couldn't do it, and she completely lost her temper, and she carefully rubbed her girlfriend's belly with her fate.

She has eaten so much, which means that she likes the dishes she cooks - thinking like this, Ye Ershao's mood became more and more happy.

The touch under the palm of his hand was soft and warm, and Ye Lin almost couldn't put it down, and almost forgot his original intention. It wasn't until a long time later, the little girl who had been digested by the smooth hair and the smooth lì lazily turned sideways in his arms, avoiding the hand that he had to continue rubbing, that he finally came back to his senses a little.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand in his arms, leaned out half of his body to reach the wine bottles placed on several tables, refilled some of the wine glasses for himself and Ye Lin, and clinked glasses with him again.

The wine glasses made a crisp sound when they collided, which was unusually clear in the night, and seemed to bring an inexplicable itch and restlessness.

Ye Lin took a sip of wine, and when she lowered her head, she saw that Ling Xiao was also raising her head and taking a sip - the wine stained her fair cheeks with a thin layer of crimson, and when she swallowed the wine, her throat moved slightly, and her originally pink lips were dyed almost a little gorgeous red by the red wine, and a pair of narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, showing a charm that was almost difficult to see on weekdays.

He suddenly felt a little parched, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, but he felt that it was useless at all—as if he was thirstier.

Ling Xiao drank the remaining sip of wine in the cup, and when he looked up, he met the man's focused gaze, which became deeper and deeper in the night. He seemed to be a little distracted for some reason, leaning over, bowing his head slightly before he even realized it, and ...... Still getting closer and closer.

Ling Xiao put the wine glasses of both of them aside, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Are you- what do you want to do?" ”

Ye Lin's figure shook suddenly, as if he had finally come to his senses all of a sudden. Facing the pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be smiling, the man stiffened slightly, turned his head slightly, and seemed to be a little afraid to look at her, but just coughed in a low voice.

Ling Xiao seemed to be a little amused—and then she laughed out loud just as willfully and recklessly.

Ye Ershao seemed to be a little annoyed, and after glaring at her angrily, he still quickly looked away.

The little girl's laughter grew more and more unbridled.

"What are you laughing at!" The man "scolded" her in a deep voice, seeing that the little girl was still smiling with her eyebrows bent and smiling, and she didn't care at all, but for a while she really had nothing to do, so she could only turn around and sulk with herself - why did she lose her temper completely every time she was paired? Not at all!

It's just that Ye Ershao didn't get angry with himself for long—but a moment later, a pair of arms suddenly hooked his neck. Unconsciously bowed his head slightly in accordance with the force, and before he could react, a soft touch on his lips took away all his attention almost instantly.

"Just now...... Do you want to do that? Do whatever you want, ...... slowly" The girl's originally soft voice was slightly drunk, and suddenly it was slightly low and hoarse, and slightly complained with a little half-truth. The warm breath between the words was intertwined with him without any barrier, and her lips trembled slightly against him, Ye Lin felt as if she had suddenly been gently scratched by something, bringing a burst of itching and trembling.

It was too close—or rather, there was no distance between them, and he could see the little girl's ear clearly...... It's completely different from the crimson color of the wine.

The man's instinct mixed with the intention of alcohol rushed to his brain, and almost without thinking, he clasped her waist hard, hugged her and turned over, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pressed the person against the wall, and deepened the kiss almost without hesitation of the wine.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Ye Lin." Finally waiting for the kiss to end, Ling Xiao hooked his neck, smiled and whispered in response to his "Happy Valentine's Day" before dinner. The man replied vaguely, and soon leaned over again, pressed her against the wall and kissed her.

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The first semester of each academic year is a big event, but the second semester is not dull – a month after the start of the school year, the annual science and technology festival finally kicks off.

If the art festival is a grand event of sensibility and beauty, then the science and technology festival is undoubtedly a collision of reason and knowledge. The design and practical operation of bridge load-bearing, brainstorming, and various practical yàn...... The test is not only the breadth of knowledge and the richness of theoretical knowledge, but also the practical ability is indispensable.

Ling Xiao touched his chin and thought about it, and reported the two projects of "bridge load-bearing" and "machine qì human system zuò" - unlike the steady victory in the art world, this time the competition is obviously extremely high-tech, and science and technology have developed rapidly in the past thousand years, to be honest, Ling Xiao is not completely sure that he can win the championship in the last move this time, but ...... Perhaps this is what attracted her more to this event.

Because of the difficulty and challenge, it seems more and more exciting - Ling Xiao turned his pen, his eyebrows were flying, and his face was full of eagerness.

The school specially arranged the time of these two competitions at the end of the art festival, so that the participating students can have enough time to think and do, and finally give full play to their strength. Ling Xiao, who participated in two competitions at the same time, became more and more busy, and he almost couldn't remember the days clearly. Until mid-April, when everyone was busy preparing for the upcoming midterm exams, several girls in the class held up their mobile phones to show her and shouted, "Ling Xiao, you are red!" At that time, she actually looked a little dazed.

"Lingxiao, look at Weibo!" The mobile phone handed over by the girls happened to be the interface of Weibo. Ling Xiao frowned slightly puzzled, looked down, and saw that there was a moving picture, scene and figure under the Weibo that was clicked on, all of which were very familiar.

In early spring, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, and the light pink petals are blown off the branches and slowly fall with the spring breeze in the air. The girl in the long black dress reclined on the trunk of the tree carelessly, holding a small wine jar in one hand and drinking wine without a match, and a bamboo flute was held in her other hand, flying up and down between her slender and white fingers, dazzling.

She seemed to be drinking wine and admiring the flowers at the same time, with a lazy look on her beautiful face.

A moment later, a pink figure suddenly ran from the side and crashed straight into her arms—a delicate girl in a pink dress. The girl shook her arm as if to say something, but the girl in the black dress shook her head with a smile. The little girl in the pink skirt seemed to be a little unhappy, puffing out her cheeks angrily, reaching out to grab the wine jar in her hand, as if she also wanted to taste the taste of the wine in the jar.

The girl in black was not angry, although her face was still a little careless, but she raised her eyebrows slightly, seeing that the little girl in the pink skirt was about to reach the wine jar, and suddenly threw the wine jar casually, the little girl immediately pounced, and on the other side, the bamboo flute in her hand turned around, poked out slightly, and the end of the round pipe with an arc happened to catch the falling wine jar steadily. The little girl was stunned, and it took a while to react, and she reached out again without giving up, and as soon as the girl raised her eyebrows and raised the bamboo flute in her hand, the wine jar was immediately thrown up again-

The girl stretched out her free hand, casually caught the falling wine jar, swept it casually, and then took a big sip before the little girl could react.

She drank so vigorously that a few drops of wine burst out and splashed on her chin, and soon rolled down her neck into the collar of her light spring shirt.

The breeze blew and lifted the hem of her inky skirt, and a few pink petals quietly landed on her shoulders.