Chapter 195: What Does It Feel Like It?

In the second year of junior high school, Jiang Yunli and Qianfan worked together to unite the front, fought with vocational high school gangsters, and also played friendship.

In the end, thanks to Qianjiao's timely appearance of the beauty to save the hero.

Qianjiao took the two of them to eat Haidilao, and because of a school uniform jacket, Qianjiao gave Jiang Yunli a pair of earrings as a thank you gift.

The night he returned home, Jiang Yunli couldn't sleep, tossing and turning on the bed, the originally empty ear piercings suddenly had a pair of ear studs, when he slept sideways, the sharp end of the ear studs would faintly poke the bones behind the ears, it didn't hurt, but he couldn't adapt to it.

The sharp and thin poke touched reminded him of everything that had happened during the day.

When Qianjiao saw that he had pierced ears, his first reaction was that he was afraid that Qianjiao would think that he was a gangster, and he actually had pierced ears at a young age, and as a result, things developed into a situation that he never imagined.

The 14-year-old boy is in the midst of puberty, and his physical development and certain physiological reactions are in a stage of initiation.

He picked up the school uniform jacket she had worn and couldn't help but smell it, and there seemed to be a residual scent of her on the school uniform.

It seems to be very light, and it seems to be very strong.

Like rosemary, the scent passed through his nose, the scent weaving through his body and quickly into his brain, and he recalled the image of her wrapping her school uniform around her waist.

She wears a short skirt, her long legs are straight and slender, and her skin is as delicate as porcelain.

When he came to his senses, he noticed that he was reacting.

For this sudden accident, he felt very panicked, and more ashamed, he actually reacted to his classmate's sister.

He put down his school uniform, wrapped the quilt around his body, covered his head, and desperately forced himself to sleep and stop thinking about the day.

However, the more people struggle, the more they often backfire, and they only sink deeper and deeper.

He forced himself not to think about Qianjiao, but he dreamed of her that night, and in the dream she was also wearing a short skirt during the day, her smile was full of style, and her slender legs were wrapped around his waist, and she kissed him on the lips passionately.

At that moment, he woke up with a layer of sweat on his forehead.

After realizing that this was just a spring dream, he had a trace of complicated emotions in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was happy or lost.

He really felt that something was wrong, he was very irritable about this kind of emotion that he had never felt before, and he was more at a loss and didn't know how to deal with it.

He ate breakfast preoccupied and rode to school.

The sky was overcast, and dark clouds were overhead, brewing a violent storm.

As soon as he rode into the school gate, raindrops the size of beans fell.

He picked up speed, parked his mountain bike in the school's parking shed, and then pulled open his bag, ready to take out an umbrella that his grandmother had put in his bag in the morning.

However, at this time, he inadvertently looked up and saw Qianfan and ..... The heroine of his spring dream, Qianjiao.

Qianjiao and Qianfan walked together, Qianfan was holding a piece of bread in his mouth, Qianjiao was standing next to him holding an umbrella, Qianfan finished eating the bread, Qianjiao handed a can of milk to Qianfan, and wiped the breadcrumbs on the corner of Qianfan's mouth with her hand.

They seemed to be talking about something very happy, and Qianjiao had a faint and soft smile on her face when she spoke.

Qianjiao looked so beautiful when she smiled.

This made Jiang Yunli think coldly of the dream he had, Qianjiao in the dream was also laughing, but the laughter in the dream was different from now, the laughter in the dream was charming, and she was a goblin, even if she knew that she would absorb all her essence and seize the three souls and seven spirits, she was still willing to sink with her.

Qianjiao's smile at the moment is completely opposite to the smile in her dream, pure as a white rose with morning dewdrops, elegant and refined, smelling her fragrance, people can't forget it for a long time.

He thought he was probably crazy.

At the moment when he saw Qianjiao send Qianfan into the teaching building, he ghostly put the umbrella he had just taken out back into his schoolbag and walked into the rain curtain like a veil.

It rained so hard that it didn't take long for my hair to get soaked.

Jiang Yunli didn't care, his pace was unhurried, and he walked leisurely as if he was taking a walk.

Qianfan entered the teaching building and said goodbye to Qianjiao, and then Qianjiao turned back alone with an umbrella.

The distance between the two narrowed little by little, Jiang Yunli's heartbeat became faster and faster, and the hand he held in his trouser pocket clenched involuntarily.

There is a voice in my heart praying frantically----See me soon! See me! See me!

I don't know if his prayers are too pious, but God finally fulfilled his wish and successfully made Qianjiao see him and recognize him.

"You ..... yesterday" Qianjiao seemed to recall Jiang Yunli's name, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't remember it, so she had to change her words and say: "Xiaofan's classmate." ”

I couldn't remember the name for a while, but Jiang Yunli's super recognizable face made Qianjiao unforgettable.

Qianjiao took the initiative to talk to him, and the apprehension and eagerness in Jiang Yunli's heart instantly turned into overwhelming ecstasy, but he endured it, did not show a trace of surprise on his face, and greeted her politely and obediently: "Good morning, sister." ”

His school uniform was already half wet, Qianjiao immediately stepped forward, raised her arm, held the umbrella above his head, and asked, "Why don't you use the umbrella in such a heavy rain?" ”

Jiang Yunli blinked his eyes, and lied without changing his face: "I didn't bring it." ”

With superb acting skills and innocent expressions, he successfully deceived Qianjiao, and Qianjiao was very enthusiastic to send him to the teaching building.

But this time, Qianjiao didn't leave immediately, because his hair was wet and still dripping, so Qianjiao took out a pack of tissues from her bag, took out one and wiped his hair.

Maybe her younger brother is the same age as Jiang Yunli, and Qianjiao's pity for Jiang Yunli seems very natural.

Jiang Yunli didn't resist, and stood honestly, letting her fiddle with his hair.

A piece of paper certainly wouldn't dry off, but at least it would absorb a little bit of rain, and his hair was still wet, but not dripping.

Qianjiao handed a whole pack of tissues to Jiang Yunli, and her voice was very soft: "Go back to the classroom and wipe it well." ”

Jiang Yunli clenched the tissue and nodded: "Okay, thank you, sister." ”

His hair was wet, strands of fine hair were scattered in front of his forehead, there were drops of water hanging on his long eyelashes, his naturally hazy peach blossom eyes were as if they had been washed by the rain, clear and translucent, and he smiled shallowly, warm and docile.

This innocent and cute look is really beautiful.

Qianjiao couldn't help but raise her hand and rub his head, and said with a smile: "Little fart, you're welcome." ”

In addition to his family, this is the first time that an outsider rubs his head, in fact, he especially doesn't like others to touch him, especially his head.

But the moment Qianjiao touched him, his heart trembled.

Something, urgent, crazy, and impatient, quickly jumped out from the bottom of my heart, and spread to all my internal organs, limbs, and bones.

His breath was short, and his heart seemed to stop.

Later, he learned that this was what he liked.

What is like?

It was a smile and gift that she had no intention of, a dream of Nan Ke that he was shy and ambiguous, and a temptation and secret that was submerged in the spring rain.