Junbi felt that he was being moved, and subconsciously struggled, and his sleepy eyelids struggled to open a slit and close it very quickly. Half-asleep and half-awake, she seemed to see the angular outline of the teenager.

Jun Bi obviously divided Meng Jingheng into the ranks of people who could be trusted, spontaneously hooked his neck, rubbed his head into his arms, and found a more comfortable position.

Meng Jingheng's whole body stiffened. The girl's soft hair touched his jaw, and with her shallow breathing, the sweet fragrance flowed, lingering around Meng Jingheng as if out of nowhere. Her hands were soft and small, and her arms were slender, resting softly on his shoulders, like a ball of cotton wool with body temperature.

Meng Jingheng was inexplicably a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He only felt that his mouth was a little dry, his cheeks were a little hot, and his heart was beating a little fast. He couldn't help but silently think, could it be that he stayed up too late? It seems that he will have to rest early in the future, and he doesn't want to die suddenly.

Meng Jingheng was very satisfied with the perfect answer he had found, he tightened Junbi in his arms, abandoned the strange thoughts in his mind, and walked in the corridor with her in his arms.

Junbi's room was on the second floor with him, but tonight Meng Jingheng felt that this road was really far away. When Junbi was put on the bed, he was truly relieved.

The girl's sleeping posture was exceptionally well-behaved, and when Junbi touched the familiar and soft quilt, she naturally rolled out of Meng Jingheng's arms and buried herself in the fluffy and warm quilt.

Tsk, woman...... Meng Jingheng ignored the inexplicable feeling of emptiness in her arms, and she didn't cover the quilt for Junbi too gently, seeing that she slept soundly, she couldn't help but pick up a doll and wanted to avenge her for smashing her head before. However, the doll was held high, and when he saw the sleeping face, he slowly lowered it.

In the end, Meng Jingheng just took the little bear and rubbed it on Junbi's pink little face, "I'll settle accounts with you next time." He whispered viciously, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Junbi didn't have a fragment of memory, so there was a little surprise about Meng Jingheng carrying her back to the room, but she remembered it clearly. Knowing how to repay the favor, so she is ready to repay Meng Jingheng.

Song Wenyin's wooden box is a relic left by her grandmother, although it is not valuable, but because of its meaning, she has always cherished it.

Junbi didn't know how Meng Jingheng broke the wooden box, but seeing him stay up late day by day, he still felt unbearable. happened to have the stubble where he carried himself back to the room, Junbi thought about it and decided to help him rush to work together.

The efficiency of two people is always much faster than that of one person, they divided labor and cooperated, and finally drove the wooden box out before Song Wenyin's birthday. For this reason, Junbi also extorted an ice cream from Meng Jingheng.

The relationship between the two seems to be getting closer and closer, even if they occasionally quarrel and quarrel, but they are no longer as-for-tat as before. Mother Meng saw everything in her eyes, and the idea of "abducting Ah Bi to go home to be a daughter-in-law" that had been extinguished began to sprout and grow again. It's just that the person concerned doesn't know anything about it.

On Song Wenyin's birthday, the carefully made wooden box was carefully packaged. Junbi dragged the twisting Meng Jingheng all the way to Song Wenyin, and tired her so much that she wanted to kick him in the ass. It's all done, but before it comes to giving gifts, I start to hesitate, what a coward!

Song Wenyin, as the protagonist today, is dressed up particularly eye-catching, delicate like a bud that has just bloomed, slim and elegant. She was born with a pretty face, and she was young and tender, so she didn't need heavy makeup to wear it, she had a fresh beauty.

Song Wenyin saw Junbi and Meng Jingheng, and her smile became even brighter, "You are finally here, I have been waiting for you for a long time." She whispered a few words to a few female classmates around her, and then walked towards them.

From the moment Song Wenyin discovered them, Junbi keenly felt the changes in Meng Jingheng's mood. So she silently took a step back, ready to be a quiet melon eater for the time being.

To be honest, Junbi is not interested in blending into the relationship of the four people, but who made Meng Jingheng her target. Now that they are still young, Junbi thinks that she can live a quiet and peaceful life, and she can't do a dirty horizontal knife to grab love, so she has to watch from the wall. What's more, there is a great possibility that Meng Jingheng's crush will end without a problem, and it must be impossible to keep the clouds open and see the moon.

Meng Jingheng was holding the wooden box in his arms, and looked at Song Wenyin a little helplessly, not knowing if it was because of the revolutionary friendship cultivated during this time, he subconsciously looked at Junbi for help.

Jun Bi quickly turned his head away, pretending not to notice Meng Jingheng's gaze. It seemed that she was a little hungry, so she greeted Song Wenyin with peace of mind, and turned to leave.

Song Wenyin's greetings with a smile faintly came from behind him, and Meng Jingheng's blessings were spitting, and his tongue seemed to be knotted. Thinking that Meng Jingheng, who was sharp and scolding himself, also had today's embarrassment, Junbi couldn't help but snicker.

Grabbed a piece of strawberry mousse from the dessert table, picked up a glass of juice, and sneaked into the small garden while everyone was not paying attention. She remembers that there was a swing here, which was perfect for a person to sit on.

As twilight fell, stars appeared in the night sky, and a cool breeze gently blew through Junbi's hair. She squinted comfortably and sat leisurely on the swing, swaying from moment to moment.

The light-colored silver glow seemed to be covered with a thin veil, and the corners of Junbi's mouth rose slightly, with a pleasant sweet smile. The waist-length black hair flutters, lining the jade-white delicate face extraordinarily out of the world.

Lu Che, who came out to breathe, originally wanted to come forward to say hello, but when he saw this scene, he unconsciously stopped and stood quietly behind the bushes.

The girl's still green eyebrows, because of the hazy moonlight, add a bit of soft and mysterious color, like an epiphany that only blooms quietly at night, amazing but need to wait alone before you have a chance to appreciate.

For a moment, Lu Che almost couldn't remember the childish little girl in his memory, as if he had always grabbed the corners of his clothes tightly and called him Brother Che in a milky voice.

After my own emotions gradually dissipated, the complete control of Junbi became more complicated, I have both the delicate of a little girl, but also with a unique mature charm. Girl and woman, but between her thoughts.

The swing swayed slowly and steadily, and Junbi straightened out the messy hair, changed his position, and leaned on the swing. She took the strawberry mousse and feasted on it, not minding the cream staining her fingers and the corners of her mouth, there was no one else around, she was casual, and she ate freely and freely.

Lu Che looked at it, and for some reason his heart was a little hot. This is probably the common problem of teenagers, no matter how cold it looks on the surface, there is always blood in the heart. Even if he is a self-disciplined person like Lu Che, he will also have little secrets that no one knows.

Lu Che likes Song Wenyin, which is an attraction that he has had since he was a child and an ignorant person, and it is also the accumulation of getting along with each other for a long time, from quantitative change to qualitative change, as a matter of course.

But is Lu Che really in love to death? Not necessarily. Everyone will have hot heads and impulses, but the feeling that Song Wenyin gave him has always been logical, and they have gone too smoothly along the way. And the variables are always more exciting. So is Junbi a variable?

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