The meeting lasted from 4 p.m. to about 8 p.m. before it broke up in a burst of laughter. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 At the beginning, Qi Xing was still depressed because of tomorrow's mock exam, but when he saw the determined look in Zhang Yingying's eyes, it seemed to be like eating a reassuring pill, and he immediately swept away the previous unhappiness, and pushed the cup with Feng Yuanhao and others, looking very lively.

Maybe it was because he drank too much, and even when everyone separated, Qi Xing was still muttering words like 'Cheers' and 'Let's go one'. The group made a fuss for a while, and the team leader, Mr. Liu, sent Feng Yuanhao and others to the taxi one by one in the wine burp again and again.

"Zhang Yingying, you are on the same road as Qi Xing, he drinks a little too much, you have more snacks on the way." Liu Bo hiccuped and looked drunk.

"Teacher Liu, don't worry, Qi Xing's house is not far from here, I'll just help him go back later." It's you ......" Zhang Yingying's words were not finished, but was interrupted by Liu Bo waving his hand, and said: "I just drank my face, I wasn't drunk at all, and I couldn't do it again for another round." ”

Seeing Teacher Liu getting into the car leisurely, Zhang Yingying also shook her head helplessly, and then focused her eyes on Qi Xing, whose head was planted on her shoulder, and her mouth was still chattering, and a touch of joy appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Zhang Yingying, who saw her, first patted Qi Xing's back gently to help him smooth out, and then supported the former and walked along the sidewalk far away. Along the way, Qi Xing was constantly reminded to be careful, but fortunately, although Qi Xing was drunk, he was not as noisy as others, leaning on Zhang Yingying's shoulder, taking a figure-eight step by himself, and staggering.

Feeling the warmth coming from her shoulder, Zhang Yingying's little face also became red, especially when Qi Xing's mouth inadvertently exhaled into her ear, Zhang Yingying's little face was almost dripping blood.

In this way, the two walked for about ten minutes and came to a bridge. The sound of the river was accompanied by a breeze, and Qi Xing, who was a little confused in his eyes, straightened up, woke up for a minute, and muttered, "Where is this?" ”

"Cambridge." Zhang Yingying responded softly.

"What are you doing in Cambridge?" Qi Xing burped.

"Sending you home."

"I don't want to go home." Hearing this, Qi Xing shook his head slightly, leaned on the railing of Kangqiao, looked at the sparkling river, and sighed: "It's so beautiful." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Yingying hummed in a low voice, then stretched out her arm, pointed to the colorful night rendered by neon lights on the other side of the river, and said softly, "You see that the neon lights are reflected in the water, just like a swimming flower snake." ”

It's a pity that Qi Xing didn't respond to Zhang Yingying's surprise, and his head slid onto Zhang Yingying's shoulder again.

Zhang Yingying's shoulder was hurt by this sudden smash, and she just wanted to turn her head to speak, but when she saw Qi Xing making a 'pout' in her sleep, she couldn't help but smile, and still relied on Qi Xing to sleep on her shoulder.

The reflection of the lights in the river water is constantly shaking and flickering with the flow of the river, like flowing pearls, and the thousands of stars above their heads, reflecting each other, plus the picture of Qi Xing sleeping on Zhang Yingyingxiang's shoulder, making all this like a picture scroll.

Being able to give Qi Xing's shoulders as a pillow, somehow, Zhang Yingying felt extraordinarily happy.

It was a feeling she had never felt before.

This may be the 'youthful love' mentioned in the book.

At this moment, Zhang Yingying realized that she had unconsciously fallen in love with this cheerful and somewhat ruffian guy.

At this moment, Zhang Yingying even had a selfish thought in her heart---

She, hopefully, time freezes at this moment.

That way, she can enjoy it forever --

Basking in the breeze, listening to the murmuring of the river, looking at the starry sky, and the slight snoring sound in my ears at some point.

This is the pure love that Zhang Yingying has always longed for in her heart.

Tranquil, elegant, and indisputable.

Time passed slowly, and Zhang Yingying's shoulder felt a burst of soreness and pain. But she was afraid of ruining the feeling, so she held on to the pain. But at this time, Qi Xing, who was sleeping, turned his body slightly, his head slipped off Zhang Yingying's shoulder, and finally under Zhang Yingying's 'rescue', he rested on the former's white thigh.

Under the illumination of the moonlight, looking down from a top-down angle, Zhang Yingying could clearly see Qi Xing's facial features, especially the angular lips, at this moment, Zhang Yingying's heart suddenly beat like a deer, and an urge to kiss Qi Xing rose in vain, which made her feel ashamed.

Not only that, but this thought, once it appears, is like a flood of water, out of control.

Sneaking a glance around, seeing that there was no one around, Zhang Yingying's courage was also a little bigger. Looking at the sleeping Qi Xing, after hesitating for dozens of seconds, his body suddenly bent slightly and came to Qi Xing.

At this moment, the bridge of the noses of the two was only a short centimeter apart.

At such a distance, Zhang Yingying could even feel the temperature coming from Qi Xing's nose.

In the next moment, Zhang Yingying's heart was horizontal, her eyes were closed, and she fell down on the angular lips.

The lips touched, and after a second, they separated again.

That feeling, dry with salty, salty mixed with the unique taste of boys, plus a little wine taste, like a generation of gorgeous and colorful 'margredo', made Zhang Yingying fascinated and dizzy.

At this time, Qi Xing moved his head slightly, which made Zhang Yingying, who was a thief at the moment, nervous all of a sudden, and her heart was beating wildly, and she was about to jump out of her throat.

But fortunately, Qi Xing did not wake up.

Sensing this scene, Zhang Yingying patted her chest. The big stone of the mouth of the mouth of the heart finally fell.

Although Zhang Yingying was disgusted by this kind of action, she was a little infatuated with this feeling.

It's like tasting honey, and I can't help myself.

Looking at the sleeping Qi Xing, Zhang Yingying once again poked out the 'devil's mouth' and prepared to invade Qi Xing, but just as his body sank down, the mobile phone in Qi Xing's pocket suddenly rang, piercing the quiet night sky and waking Qi Xing up from his slumber......