Until his gaze gradually fell on the next table—an awkward lying position, deliberately spreading his arms as if he were covering something.

In an instant, the anger at the bottom of his eyes was instantly dispersed, and the coldness dissipated, leaving only that trace of surprise.

Lying back on the table, the head was gone, and even the posture that was used to lying face down was changed to one side of the face.

When Tang Qiqi looked again, the sunlight hit the young man's side face through the window, casting a shadow on the perfect outline.

Half of his cold face was buried between his arms, his eyes were closed, his two thin lips were pursed, and his beautiful brows were slightly frowned.

As if he had slept unsteadily, his head moved a few more times, until the face buried in his arm, a third of which was completely exposed, and the frowning brow was relieved.

Tang Qiqi lowered his head and pressed the shutter button for mute.

The perfect sleeping face appears on the screen.

When she received the commission transferred to her by the financier in the evening, Tang Qi was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone and staring at the young man in the photo.

Now that I think about it, two years ago she would have done that kind of stupid thing, maybe because of the unique temperament of the little kid that attracted her.

At a glance, the most dazzling person in the crowd, outstanding temperament, cold breath, as if plated with a layer of mysterious light.

With a confused head, she stopped what she was doing, and her steps approached unconsciously, and finally ......

……

Because of the memories he remembered before going to bed, Tang Qiqi didn't feel sleepy all night.

Tossing and turning in bed until dawn before falling asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I was the first late to start school.

When I arrived at the school gate, I saw from a distance that the gate was closed, and even the students who were at the penalty station had been dealt with.

Absenteeism is still the head iron over the wall, with Tang Qiqi's skills, he decisively chose the latter.

Just as she was about to leave through the gate, she accidentally caught a figure leaning against the wall.

Qi Yan?

The figure didn't seem to notice her, leaned against the wall and played with her phone for a while, then got up and walked along the side of the wall.

Is this late and choosing to go over the wall like her?

As soon as this speculation came out, Tang Qiqi had already taken steps to follow.

When she stopped, she saw the young man skillfully throwing out his schoolbag, stepping on the big tree next to him, kicking hard, and easily climbing the wall.

The sturdy body jumped down and disappeared in an instant.

For fear of being embarrassed, Tang Qiqi stood for a while, then took off his schoolbag and threw it up.

Although the tree that borrowed strength was a little tall, fortunately, Tang Qiqi's seven arms were good, and after holding a branch to maintain balance, he jumped to the side of the wall.

Even climbed over the roofs of other people, this height is nothing to Tang Qiqi.

But on the wall, he accidentally captured the familiar figure below, and the moment he looked at each other, Tang Qiqi was stunned.

A distracted hand didn't grasp it steadily, his feet slipped and lost his balance, and the whole person threw himself forward.

There is no imaginary pain, only a fragrance mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

With the hand against his chest, he clearly felt the firm chest under the palm of his hand, and the powerful heartbeat.

The scene of the teenager bathing flashed in his mind.

The thin fabric under the palm of the hand seems to gradually become transparent at this moment.

The person who was pressed under him, as early as when the two bodies were close together, the hands hanging on the sides were gathered into iron fists.

Frozen into wood, motionless.

The strangeness he felt on his chest made his breathing stop for a moment.

The scene of being crushed under him was only staged when he was violently beaten as a punching bag when he was a child.

This posture is mainly based on easy anti-customer.