"What are you nervous about?" Leng Xiaoxiao asked with a smile.

"I don't know...... memorial squinted slightly, looking innocent, "it'...... Tight...... Nervous, heart beating so fast......"

Leng Xiaoxie's smile became brighter and brighter, "Remembrance, do you like me?" ”

Memorial looked at him carefully for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

"I ...... I don't know, I don't ...... Didn't think about it. ”

Her face was dyed with wine, and her whole person looked lazy, with slightly squinted eyes, revealing a rare charm in her daily life.

When you speak, the smell of wine between your lips and teeth comes out with your breath.

Leng Xiaoxiao could smell it, it was the smell of wine, there was not much wine, but there was a sweet fragrance similar to roses.

Slightly sweet, intoxicatingly slightly smoky.

Forcing himself to look away from her lips, Leng Xiaoxiao spoke domineeringly.

"I want to think about it now!"

"But...... I'm so sleepy. ”

"I'll sleep when I'm done." Leng Xiaoye gently pinched her cheek, "This is an order!" ”

Memorial pouted, tilting her head to the side, and the palm of her hand against his chest drooped a little.

"Have you thought about it?"

Leng Xiaoxiao asked.

No response.

He tilted his head and looked at her face.

I saw that the little girl's eyes had already closed, her breathing was slow, and she fell asleep again.

Leng Xiaoye frowned.

"Dead girl, is sleep more important than me?"

Holding her face, turning her face to face herself, Leng Xiaoye stared at her sleeping for a moment, sighed and let her go, and pulled the quilt.

He got up and walked to the door, grabbed the doorknob with his hand, and stopped again.

Turning and walking back to her bedside, he bent down and kissed her softly on the lips.

Raising his face, he still felt dissatisfied, so he simply kissed her again, and there was a faint aroma of wine on her lips, which tickled his taste buds.

Sucking the lips until they were congested and red, Leng Xiaoye raised his hand and pinched her nose.

Breathing was blocked, and Memorial instinctively opened his mouth to breathe, and taking this opportunity, he immediately drove in unceremoniously and wrapped himself around the tip of her tongue.

It wasn't until Memorial was kissed by him that his tongue hurt and instinctively dodged, Leng Xiaoxiao stopped, and closed his teeth and bit her lips lightly.

Let go of her, gasping slightly, Leng Xiaoye spoke in a low voice.

"Dead girl, you wait, don't let you take the initiative to confess to me, I won't be Leng Xiaoxie!"

Since he was a child, he has received countless confessions of all kinds, and he has always rejected others, and this dead girl hasn't liked him for so long.

The pride in the bones, in the face of the uncertainty of commemoration, is inevitably a little frustrated.

[Evil master, you are arrogant! 】

Straightened up, helped memorial tuck the quilt, Leng Xiaoye took a deep breath, suppressed the idea of wanting to dismantle her and eat meat, and turned around and walked out of the door.

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The next morning, Memorial woke up, opened his eyes to the unfamiliar roof and crystal lamps overhead, and it took two seconds for him to realize where he was.

She had drunk a little too much last night, and she had completely broken the film, and now she doesn't remember what happened last night.

Lifting the quilt to get up, she raised her hand to press her slightly stuffy temple, and stretched out her arm to yawn.

The corners of his lips hurt slightly.

She raised her hand and touched her lips, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

Barefoot, he put on the men's slippers next to the bed, combed his hair with his hands, and pulled the door open and walked out.

It was not as she imagined, seeing the figures of other students, the corridor was quiet.