Early Monday morning, the Ye family's car stopped near the school on time.

As soon as Qin Jiu pushed the car door, the snowball had already flapped its wings one step ahead of her, and flew in the direction of the library with ease.

By the time Qin Jiu came to the library in no hurry, the snowball had already landed on the reception desk, enjoying the food prepared by Shen Zhifei in its exclusive bowl.

There was no one behind the reception desk, and her weekend homework was neatly placed on the desk.

Putting the homework into his schoolbag, hearing the sound in the warehouse, Qin Jiu walked over.

Through the hidden door, she saw at a glance that Shen Zhifei was putting a box of books on the shelf.

Summer is getting and the temperature is rising.

He didn't wear a shirt, a black T-shirt, and cargo pants of the same color, and his legs became more slender.

Because of the action of raising the arms, the clothes shrank up, revealing a small lean waist and beautiful thin strips of muscles.

Qin Jiu leaned against the door frame, looking unscrupulous.

Putting the remaining box of books on the shelf, Shen Zhifei turned his face with a smile.

"Is it pretty?"

"Beautiful."

His lines are more beautiful than the Old Master sculptures she has seen abroad.

Shen Zhifei patted the dust on his hands and walked in front of her.

"I'll put my homework on the reception desk."

"I know."

From last week's experience, physical contact would be more effective for her.

She didn't leave, she just wanted to make contact with him.

Qin Jiu's gaze swept over his palm, he had just sorted out the shelves, and his hands were still stained with dust.

Can't shake hands, that'......

After thinking about it, she stepped forward and put her arms around his back.

Suddenly hugged by her, Shen Zhifei was stunned, and subconsciously raised his arm, for fear of getting her dirty.

When he was still stunned, a fragrant little head was already attached to his chest.

"Jiu'er......" Shen Zhifei lowered his eyes and looked at the top of the girl's hair in front of him, "What's wrong?" ”

Suddenly took the initiative to hug him, which is also too abnormal.

Qin Jiu lifted his face from his neck, his eyes as clear as water.

"It's okay, I just want to hug you."

The girl's hair has a sweet lemon scent, like lemon candy.

The thin summer coat couldn't separate anything at all, and he clearly felt the ups and downs covered by the wide school uniform.

At this moment, her little face was less than a dozen centimeters in front of his eyes.

A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, her skin is like clotted fat and she can't see the slightest blemish.

Therefore, the skin is white, and the corners of the lips are a little light.

Probably because there is still sweetness in his mouth, and his breath is sweet when he speaks.

Shen Zhifei couldn't help but feel a little dry lips and irritable, and his breathing and heart rate became rapid unconsciously.

Sensing his strangeness, Qin Jiu retracted his right hand and pressed his palm to his heart.

"Your heart rate is a bit fast."

Shen Zhifei Waner.

Mei'er is in his arms, and he has to have no reaction at all, so that's a problem.

Everywhere she looked, the man's peach blossom eyes were full of water, which made Qin Jiu can't help but think of the goblins she had seen in the novel.

The face is really good, and the body lines are beautiful, and this is the body......

Qin Jiu retracted his palm and took a step back.

"In the future, you have to pay attention to exercising more, your physical fitness is too poor."

There was a hint of disgust in her tone.

Just carrying two boxes of books, I was so tired that my heart rate rose and my breathing was heavy, which was a bit too poor.

Shen Zhifei: ......

He, poor fitness?!

"I'll go to class first and eat barbecue at noon."

Lifting the schoolbag and carrying it to his body, Qin Jiu turned around and walked out of the library.

I thought the little girl had stolen, but it turned out to be just an empty joy.

Shen Zhifei walked to the reception desk and glanced at the snowball that was concentrating on eating.

"You little master, when will you grow up?"

Xueqiu raised her face and imitated Qin Jiu's tone.

"Barbecue at noon."

"Okay, barbecue."