"Eat the watermelon first, how you want to eat the watermelon, I'll cut it into slices, or cut it into pieces and give it to you with a toothpick."

"I don't eat it." Jing Qingzhang lowered his head and continued to look at the chessboard in front of him, thinking about where to play next.

Ye Jing stepped forward with an arrow and held Jing Qingzhang's cheek with one hand.

"Professor, if you play a ghost chess game alone, I'll show you a fancy watermelon peel."

After that, Ye Jing took out two sabers from his pocket and operated on the big watermelon, and for a while, the watermelon skin flew all over the sky.

Jing Qingzhang covered his cheek with the book on the side, his body stepped back, and when the watermelon was cut, the previous chessboard was also full of watermelon skins.

"When is the next bus?"

"Professor, don't worry, the next train is still early, so you can stay here with peace of mind, eat and drink well." At night, hold the cut watermelon cubes. "If there's anything that doesn't go your way, just tell me."

"This is your territory, if you say your surname is Jing, your surname is Jing, you have the final say, I'm just an ordinary civilian, it's better to leave as soon as possible."

"Who's talking!" The night scene looked disdainful. "How can this be reasonable, if it is correct, it is obviously the professor who says that my surname is whatever I have."

"Boring."

Jing Qingzhang put down the book in his hand and stood up to leave, but Yejing hurriedly stepped forward to chase him, and his feet reached the watermelon peel on the ground.

Her body fell forward, and she instinctively reached out to grab Jing Qingzhang, and the gravity of her body pressed directly against him.

Ye Jing directly threw Jing Qingzhang on the sofa, her hair gently swept over Jing Qingzhang's cheeks, making him can't help but turn his face away, but his eyes met her pitiful eyes.

"In the future, whatever you say will be what you say, and I will absolutely obey you." Night view raises the watermelon in his hand. "If you agree, take a bite of watermelon."

"Send me away." Jing Qingzhang lowered his eyes slightly, avoiding those eyes full of expectation.

"We'll talk about this later, let's eat watermelon first."

Ye Jing held up a cold watermelon against Jing Qingzhang's lips, and his thin lips were dyed red.

"Get out of the way."

Jing Qingzhang's good-looking distant mountain eyebrows furrowed, there was a little impatience in his eyes, seeing that the night scene did not react, he stretched out his hand to push the night scene away, but his hand unexpectedly touched her chest.

The strange touch lasted for a few seconds, and Jing Qingzhang immediately retracted his hand.

"Professor, you're a bit of an initiative." Yejing lifted the watermelon, slowly straightened up, and half-sat on Jing Qingzhang's body.

"I'm sorry, I just accidentally bumped into it." Jing Qingzhang was as calm as ever, he spoke very slowly, word by word, although the voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear.

He looked at him calmly and calmly, but the palm of his hand clenched involuntarily, and the soft touch just now seemed to be imprinted on his hand.

"It's okay, I don't mind sacrificing myself if you want to touch it." The corners of the night scene's lips hooked up a sultry smile, her bare hand gently stroked her hair, and with the other hand, she slowly pulled down the T-shirt, revealing her white and round shoulders, her collarbone seemed to hide a river, making people want to drown in it.

"Come on, don't pity me because I'm a delicate flower."

Jing Qingzhang felt that his throat was a little dry, and a strange feeling instantly filled his body, picked up the book in his hand, and threw it directly at the beautiful face in front of him.

Ye Jing took the book, and before he could sit down, he was pushed away by Jing Qingzhang.

"I look like a dog, so I don't need to be so repulsive." The night scene shouted at Jing Qingzhang's back. "You don't have to go so fast, I just took a shower, and it doesn't smell."

Jing Qingzhang opened the door of the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, and even his ears were red, and he was a little amused in surprise.

At the end of the day, humans are just a combination of organs.

Why should I feel shy because I touched an organ?

When I used to dissect cadavers, I encountered more organs like this.

Jing Qingzhang looked down at her hand, the soft touch with a hint of warmth still remained on her hand, looking at her hand.

He actually thinks that feeling is good?

"Jing Qingzhang, are you a pervert?" He looked up at himself in the mirror, why he felt good about such a thing.

It's weird, he's getting weird.

He turned on the faucet, the cold water rinsed his hands, lowered his head, and washed cold water against his cheeks, the heat in his heart gradually subsided.

A drop of water fell from the end of his hair, what happened to him recently, he is usually not very pure-hearted, how can he be so easily excited.

Forget it, I'll just give myself a shot of coolant that inhibits dopamine secretion.

Before Jing Qingzhang walked out of the door of the bathroom, the door was opened by the night scene.

“surprise！” Yejing stood at the gate with a roast leg of lamb in one hand, his face stained with barbecue black charcoal.

Her hair had been tied up, but even so, it was still dusty.

"You're a leg of lamb that you stole from someone?" Jing Qingzhang pulled up the towel hanging on the hook, pulled the buttons of his shirt, and gently pulled it down to wipe the water droplets on his neck.

The mutton leg in Yejing's hand was a little uncontrollable, and she stared at the pair of bony hands sliding over the long, clean neck muscles, and swallowed her saliva involuntarily.

The bean-sized jade bead fell from his forehead, slid across the bridge of his nose, and landed on the peak of his lips.

"It's kind of pretty." Yejing instantly understood what Xiu Se Ke really meant, Xiu Se Ke made her appetite great, she had just eaten a big bowl of mutton, but now she still feels very hungry and wants to eat the person in front of her.

Are all of her own thoughts so dangerous now?

Frightened, she immediately nibbled on a mutton leg.

A stream of heat flowed down her nose, and she was in the middle of admiring the beautiful night scene without noticing it.

Jing Qingzhang's hand wiping his body stopped, picked up the paper on the side and walked forward quickly.

"Don't, don't come closer." I'm afraid I'm going to sin.

"You're bleeding." Jing Qingzhang took the paper and gently wiped the blood on her face. "Lift your head up."

The night scene is in a state of appreciating beauty, and I don't understand the meaning of the man's words at all.

"I've been looking up at you."

Jing Qingzhang smiled a little helplessly, and with the hand behind the night scene, he pulled down the ponytail of the night scene, and her head was raised high like clockwork.

"It hurts~" Yejing raised his hand, imagining that he had read one of the few books (romance novels) of the heroine, and held his shoulder.

"Raise your head and wipe it yourself." Jing Qingzhang stuffed the paper into Ye Jing's hand.

"Blood, I'm bleeding." Ye Jing looked at the blood in horror, and his body fell softly into Jing Qingzhang's arms, but he didn't expect the person in front of him to take a step back.

She fell to the cold ground, weakly pulling Jing Qingzhang's trouser legs.

"Carry me to bed, I'm going to faint."

Jing Qingzhang let out a long sigh, he felt remorse for the fact that he only suspected that she had a problem with her brain, she was a sand sculpture at all.

"If you faint from blood, you would have been picked up by mutants a long time ago, and you can still stay until now." Jing Qingzhang glanced down, and the jade leg that stopped in front of him stepped over directly.