After the door was locked, Qiao Yew came back to his senses.

She should go home, how can she come back with Song Jingshi.

Seeing her intentions, he took the first step to block her into the corner before she made a move, kissing and gnawing.

Qiao Yew pushed him away with a shy face.

"Don't mess around." The lights weren't even on.

"Don't mess around, seriously." Song Jingshi leaned into her ear and said in a deep voice, kissed her ear bone, and went down to kiss the major artery in her neck through the skin.

Like a kiss falling on the blood, the blood circulates and the whole body warms up.

"Little red beans." Call out to her in a deep voice.

"It's a yew." She corrected him.

"You say yes."

Without waiting for her to react, he managed to let her city collapse and let him do whatever he wanted.

Qiao Yeshan woke up in the middle of the night, Song Jingshi behind her hugged her, and his face was against the skin behind her shoulder.

She sighed slightly.

I saw my phone in the cabinet next to me, and there was a glass of water next to it.

After the end, he had already fallen asleep, and it was Song Jingshi who put it. Afraid that she will wake up to find a cell phone and be thirsty.

The phone is already fully charged.

Qiao Yew opened it and saw a message on WeChat.

[Summer Breeze and Night]: Purple shirt, the past is over. I don't know if you still like to be alone and don't like to socialize, but the class reunion is still coming, everyone is in the same class, meet and make more friends, multiple friends and multiple roads.

Qiao Yeshan was most annoyed to see this kind of information, persuaded her to socialize, and used a tone that she thought was very good to her.

The latter party directly sent the address of the party.

"Who's annoying."

Qiao Yew hurriedly put the phone upside down in the quilt.

Song Jingshi's chin rested on her shoulder, and the whole person was lazy.

"I didn't mean to see it, I saw it when I opened my eyes. Little red bean, it's not me who said, this person is really annoying, that kind of tone, I worry about you as a child. Song Jingshi rubbed her smooth back.

Qiao Yew nudged him with his elbow, "Don't make trouble." ”

Song Jingshi quieted down.

Stared at her phone for a while and asked, "Can I have your number?" ”

Song Jingshi was very unhappy, just now the kind of stupid thing in Qiao Yew's WeChat contact can add her as a friend, why can't she have a negative distance intimate relationship.

Qiao Yez: "No. ”

She didn't want to include Song Jingshi in her contacts, which meant that she had to establish a certain relationship, and according to Song Jingshi's temperament, she was afraid that she would gain an inch.

"Why!" Song Jingshi was dissatisfied, he wasn't even as good as that fool?

"No why."

"I thought we should have a good relationship."

"No, Song Jingshi will be bored with me one day."

Song Jingshi was unhappy, "Qiao Yew, you lack heart, you can't wait for the whole world to hate you, right?" ”

Qiao Yew's eyes dimmed, "Well, it's normal." ”

Song Jingshi was so angry with her that he wanted to scold.

She got up to get out of bed, but Song Jingshi lost his temper in an instant, and pressed her back to sleep.

"Stop talking, sleep!"

Qiao Yew was imprisoned in his arms, and he didn't have the strength to break free from him, so he simply didn't move.

Song Jingshi ignored him behind her when he saw her turn her back, and deliberately moved on her, almost Qiao Yew off.

"I'm going to sleep on the couch." Joe Yew is going to get up again.

Song Jingshi pressed her shoulder, "What kind of sofa to sleep on, my sofa was not bought to sleep!" ”

Qiao Yew felt that he was a little fierce and didn't want to speak.

"Alright, don't make a fuss." Song Jingshi leaned down and kissed her forehead, "I don't want to lose my temper." ”

Qiao Yeshan finally lay down obediently again, and Song Jingshi hugged her by the back.

"You're so nice, how can I be annoyed." Song Jingshi said softly.

Qiao Yew listened to this sentence in a daze.

It's been a few months, and Song Jingshi really hasn't bothered himself yet, but Qiao Yew feels that it will be soon.

She's really boring.

Life returned to peace, Song Jingshi still came to her for dinner every night, sometimes detained her to live in his house, sometimes did not stop her when she ran, and even did not agree to all invitations on weekends.

So on Thursday night, Song Jingshi would definitely press Qiao Yew to spend the night at his house.

Before going home, the two went to the supermarket to buy groceries and daily necessities by the way.

Song Jingshi went to the raw food area to settle the bill, and asked Qiao Yew to choose shower gel and shampoo.

Qiao Yew bumped into an old man in the daily necessities area, an old man he didn't want to see.

"Purple shirts? Why are you here? The middle-aged man was obviously very happy to see Qiao Yew.

Walking over to talk to her, Qiao Yew subconsciously took a step back.

Xia Changjun felt that Qiao Yew was more moving than seven years ago.

"Are you doing? Academic ......"

"Good, thank you." Qiao Yew obviously didn't want to talk to him more.

"Our family lives near here, and we have time to sit at home." Xia Changjun invited her.

No wonder you can see them in this area.

"No thanks." Qiao Yew clearly rejected him.

"Purple shirt, the past is over, don't worry too much about it. I don't know how you've been here for the past seven years. ”

"You...... You're not qualified to say that to me. Qiao Yew's disgust for him was expressed in words and deeds.

Xia Changjun felt that she was not enlightened, and when she wanted to continue to persuade her, a man came to Qiao Yeshan's side.

"Did you choose it? Just choose what you like. Song Jingshi came over with a small cart.

Seeing the two people standing opposite, I felt that the atmosphere was a little tense.

Qiao Yew took his hand and turned around and left.

In the snack area, Qiao Yew stopped walking.

When he kept his back to Song Jing, he didn't know what she was thinking, so he felt that her mood was much heavier for a while.

"If you don't buy it, you can use it for two days at home." Song Jingshi took her hand and went to check out.

He didn't ask a word about what happened just now.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, after taking a shower, Qiao Yew curled up in the corner of the sofa, watching the on-demand movie, but absent-minded.

Song Jingshi came out of the study and sat beside her.

"I'm not going to block you tomorrow night, but I'm going to block you on Monday." Song Jingshi didn't bother Qiao Yew's weekend.

Qiao Yeshan looked up at him, "Song Jingshi, do you want anything from me?" ”

There was no light in her eyes, and the questions she asked were a little erratic, and Song Jingshi felt her depression.

"What do you get?" Song Jingshi approached her.

"Is it okay if you just want a WeChat and a phone?"

Qiao Yew saw that he was not serious and didn't want to talk to him.

"I said, I tied you to my house to share the Spring Festival, and I will be unhappy if you think of others." Song Jingshi tried to draw her attention to herself.

Blocked by him in the corner of the sofa, Qiao Yew couldn't stretch his hands and feet if he wanted to.

"Sofa...... Not here to do these things. "Qiao Yew is really afraid that he will do it for himself here.

"It's not a bad idea to try the sofa too." Song Jingshi hooked her chin and exchanged a kiss with himself.

The kiss was lingering, and Qiao Yew was lost for a while, not caring about the bad mood tonight, all his senses were invaded by him.

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