Yao Qian lowered her head slightly, looking surprised, her fingers lightly on her lips, and a smile on her cheeks. The pen fun pavilion then bit her lower lip slightly www.biquge.info nodded her head and hummed, looking very shy, completely asymmetrical with the maturity of her body, like a flower girl.

"For the first time?" Feng Jing looked at her delicate appearance, her face was surprised, and she couldn't help but think of the situation of forcibly snatching Wang Jingqiong's first kiss, and suddenly felt that she was very lucky to be favored by God, revealing a treacherous smile.

Yao Qian still lowered her head, and instead of seeing his treacherous smile, a blush floated on her cheeks, and then nodded slightly.

As soon as Yao Qian's head nodded, Feng Jing's lips came up, wrapped her cherry red lips, and sucked them. When she landed, Yao Qian's pupils dilated, and she pushed his body away with her hand to prevent Feng Jing's tongue from entering her mouth.

Obviously, the kiss just now aroused Feng Jing's interest, and he liked the kind of softness with sweetness, so he put his arms around her neck and kissed her.

"Feng Jing." Yao Qian pushed Feng Jing out of her arms and shouted a little roughly.

"I'm sorry, I thought you liked it, I'm sorry, sister, don't be angry, I ......" Feng Jing hurriedly apologized, regretting his impulsiveness just now.

Yao Qian raised her hand and wiped the liquid on her lips, her face was dazed, she didn't even know what she had just done.

Feng Jing didn't hear Yao Qian's words of forgiveness, and a look of embarrassment hit his cheeks, and he said, "I'm sorry...... Sister, you go to bed early, I'll go back first. ”

Saying that, Feng Jing took two steps back, turned around, and walked towards the door, he wanted to leave this embarrassing place, and then go to the Heart Cultivation Pavilion to calm his frivolous heart.

"Feng Jing."

Feng Jing's hand just touched the doorknob, and Yao Qian's voice turned behind him. He hummed in response, and when he turned around, he saw Yao Qian's cheeks flushed and her head slightly lowered.

"Too ...... It's too sudden, I'm not prepared, I'm sorry......" Yao Qian apologized, raised her head slightly lowered, looked at Feng Jing in front of the door, and said, "I think it's too fast, I feel ...... Love should be slowly the heart into the heart, and then ......" said Yao Qian's head lowered slightly.

Feng Jing blinked, listening to her incoherent words, with a suspicious expression. After a while, he realized that Yao Qian wanted platonic love, not physical pleasure.

Seeing that Feng Jing didn't make a sound, Yao Qian raised her head and looked at him trying to explain: "I didn't mean that, I just ......"

"Sister, I understand." Feng Jing grinned and smiled, how could his relationship with Su Rong not be platonic?

"What do you understand?" Yao Qian looked puzzled.

Hey, Feng Jing smiled again, the embarrassment of wanting to escape just now disappeared, and said, "Sister, you go to bed early, I'll go back first." With that, Feng Jing turned around and opened the door.

The smile on Feng Jing's face was not a fake smile that could not be comforted by pleasure, but a real joy. This happiness comes from three aspects, one is pleased with Yao Qian's positive three views, and the other is that he stopped his impulse and did not do anything out of the ordinary, he is only eighteen years old, and third, isn't this a kind of cultivation? Stop the temptation in the face of temptation, get rid of the impetuousness of the body, and thus cultivate the entry through the seclusion.

"Feng Jing."

As soon as Feng Jing's feet stepped out of the door, Yao Qian's shout came from behind him. He hummed, turned around, looked at Yao Qian with his head down, didn't make a sound, and waited for her to speak.

"You...... Tonight, can you ...... Can you stay and stay with me? As she spoke, Yao Qian's head raised.

"Uh-" Feng Jing's face was surprised again, what is the situation, am I thinking wrong? Feng Jing asked himself.

"Don't you want to?"

"Not well, it's too fast!"

"Too fast?" Yao Qian was puzzled, but after a while, she understood, and turned around shyly, "What are you thinking?" ”

Feng Jing understood Yao Qian's platonic style on the side of his head, stepped back, closed the door again, walked over to Yao Qian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed under the window, and said, "This is not good, lonely men and widows in the same room will ruin my reputation." ”

"Cut." Yao Qian was amused, and leaned up to Feng Jing, who was standing at the window and looking out, "Then you still stay?" A promiscuous species, what kind of reputation! ”

"Eh, how do you talk, why are you abusive."

Yao Qian squinted at him, and a sweet smile swayed out at will, which was heart-wrenching.

"Still, I like your abuse." Yao Qian said, putting her hand around his arm, resting her head on his shoulder, and looking out the window at the stars.

Feng Jing's cheeks twitched, a look of cunning spontaneously appeared, he stretched out his other hand to pick her chin, and said, "You are so cheap." Feng Jing broke away from the hand that was being held, grabbed her waist, and hugged her into his arms, making her more comfortable.

"Hee-hee, I won't like you if I'm not cheap." Yao Qian grinned and put her head into his neck, her face pressed against his.

Oh, yes! She is making a mistake, knowing that he has a girlfriend, and she is willing to be a third party, even if she knows that she will never be able to turn positive in his heart.

Feng Jing chuckled, rubbed the corner of his lips against her earlobe, leaned against her, raised his eyes to look out the window, and said softly: "What a beautiful starry sky." ”

"Hmmm......"

……

It was late at night, and Xu Aiyi, who was standing outside the door, wanted to cry without tears.

Xu Aiyi and Yao Qian are not from Dongcheng University, they were both arranged to the back building where Su Rong lived. It was a three-story women's guest building, with four rooms on each floor, Xu Aiyi lived in room 301, and Yao Qian lived in room 303, facing the door.

In the three days that Yao Qian woke up, Xu Aiyi spent her time by the door, whenever there was a sound outside the door, she would stand up as if she had found something, look through the door, like a voyeur.

For two nights, Xu Aiyi watched Feng Jing walk into Yao Qian's room through the door, and then after more than ten minutes, he watched him come out of the room, not like a love affair. But tonight, she saw that the door was opened, but the person did not come out, and she saw Yao Qian with a shy face.

It was late at night, and the man still did not come out of it. She opened the door and tried to hear what was going on inside, but there was no sound, and they both slept? Xu Aiyi raised her hand and wanted to bang on the door, but she didn't knock it down, what right did she have to disturb the good things of the two of them, why? By virtue of being old?

Thinking about the days spent with him in the valley in her dreams, and thinking about the foggy scene inside, she wanted to cry. But when I wiped my eyes, there were no tears.

In the few days she had been at Dongcheng High School, he had never entered his room, and he went to the opposite room every day. Even if the two doors were only two steps apart, he didn't want to step in, what luxury could she have?

Since Feng Jing said that she was old, Xu Aiyi never had the cheekiness to go to his room again, she didn't want to be the laughing stock of the woman who was eight years older than herself, she had self-knowledge and self-esteem. She wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but she had a glimmer of hope, hoping that he would apologize in front of her, and then hug him again.

But this night, hope turned to disappointment.

The sunlight was unpretentious, pouring into the bed through the blue glass window.

Feng Jing woke up under the reflection of the sun, looked at the sunlight outside the window, and looked at the beauty in his arms, a smile hit his face. He went in person and kissed her on the back of the head through his soft hair.

"Are you awake?" Yao Qian turned around and said. She woke up early, and was horrified of waking up the sleeping people, and she lay down and pretended to sleep without moving.

"You've been awake for a long time?"

"It didn't take long." Yao Qian smiled sweetly, stretched out her hand through his waist, hugged his waist, looked shy, and said, "You died last night." ”

Necrotic? Feng Jing thought about the plot in the film and television, and couldn't help but roll his eyes up, recalling last night's events.

I didn't drink last night, I hugged her and watched the starry sky all night, like that night on the big rock of Phoenix Mountain, there was no more language, only heart-to-heart communication...... Then, she was tired and fell asleep on herself, and then carried her to the bed, lifted the green silk in front of her forehead, looked at her exquisite face for a long time, and had a smile on her lips...... Then I fell asleep, nothing happened, not to mention that the clothes were still in good shape.

"Don't frame me, I didn't do anything last night."

"I have been standing up to people all morning, and I still say that I didn't do anything?"

"Uh......" Feng Jing suddenly understood, couldn't help but be stunned, glanced at his lower body, stood up in a panic, got out of bed and explained, "That...... Morning...... is uncontrolled...... That one...... Sister, you can sleep for a while, I'll go back first. With that, Feng Jing retreated and walked towards the door, accidentally hit the chair, and screamed in pain.

"Fool." Yao Qian smiled at Jiao.

"Hee-hee-hee......"

Feng Jing smirked and pulled the doorknob, but as soon as the door was opened, the laughter stopped abruptly, and a person fell down the door.

"Xu Aiyi?" Feng Jing exclaimed with a puzzled expression.

Feng Jing's scream of pain had already woken up Xu Aiyi, who was sleeping against the door, but she didn't come back to her senses, she was so tired that she didn't expect to fall asleep against the door.

The door was opened, and Xu Aiyi, who had not yet gotten up, fell at Feng Jing's feet with the opening of the door.

Xu Aiyi propped herself up, glanced at Feng Jing, then glanced at the room, and finally her eyes fell on Yao Qian on the bed, and muttered, "You ......"

Xu Aiyi's words didn't come out, she couldn't say it, she only said the word "you", then screamed, turned around and ran back to her room.

Yao Qian's sweet smile froze on her face, she looked at Feng Jing who was standing by the door and was looking at the doorman opposite, and said, "Why don't you go and explain?" As a woman, Yao Qian naturally didn't want Feng Jing to explain anything, but as a smart woman, she had to say this, no matter how hypocritical she was.

Listening to Yao Qian's words, Feng Jing turned around, grinned at the corner of his lips, and said with a smile: "Sister, I'll go back first, and I'll come back in the evening." ”

"Hmm." He didn't want to talk about it, so why bother to pick it up, Yao Qian nodded, as if nothing had happened, and said, "Wait for you." ”

Feng Jing closed the door, and when he left, he glanced at the door opposite, and walked straight forward, like a person who was fine, and did not look back. Perhaps, something he is destined to lose, and only by losing can he regain it, so as to save some people and complete his mission.

At noon that day, Xu Aiyi left, as if she didn't bring anything, leaving nothing behind. If there's one thing she's left behind, it's the tracker on her bed.