Meng Jingheng held back his smile and endured it very hard, looking at it from the angle of Jun Bi's head, he could clearly see the corners of his mouth twitching, with the beating of his eyebrows and eyes, distorted and weird, similar to facial spasms.

Fortunately, Meng Jingheng still had a little conscience, and when Lu Che and Song Wenyin were still stunned, she had already pulled Junbi up and helped her pat the dust on her body. If you ignore the gloating look in his eyes, it seems that he is doing well.

Lu Che and Song Wenyin woke up like a dream, "Are you okay?" "You didn't fall, did you?" Both of them stepped forward to check on Junbi's injuries.

Junbi didn't react yet, but suddenly there was a force behind her, pulling her back and bouncing back a few times.

Lu Che and Song Wenyin also continued to take a few steps forward, but the further they walked, the more force behind Jun Bi became, pulling her back and forth. Looking at it from the front, I thought it was Junbi avoiding the two of them. After a stalemate, no matter how sluggish they were, the two also noticed something strange.

Song Wenyin found Jun Bi's expression of anger hidden in embarrassment, and saw Meng Jingheng hanging his head, frowning slightly but silent, and suddenly felt a little clear in his heart. She grabbed Lu Che, who was still about to step forward, and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, let's leave it alone, let's let Jing Heng send Ah Bi back." ”

Lu Che seemed to be still trying to say something, but Song Wenyin secretly pinched him and took him away half-pulled and half-mopped.

After the two of them left, Meng Jingheng's frowning brows relaxed. Jun Bi in front of him took a deep breath, clenched his fists, barely resisted the urge to slap over, and slowly turned his head to look at Meng Jingheng.

Meng Jingheng was inexplicably looked at by Jun Bi's vicious eyes, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and said, "Why are you staring at me?" ”

Jun Bi smiled, his eyes were calm, but there was a faint brewing momentum of wind and rain, "Are you going to ...... When will I let go of my underwear straps? ”

Meng Jingheng lowered his head stiffly, looking at the shirt on Junbi's back that he was holding, and the fabric in his hand seemed to be a little thicker. He subconsciously let go of his hand, and with a snap, Jun Bi's expression instantly froze.

When he returned home in the evening, Junbi took Meng's mother's arm as always, and called affectionately, "Meng's mother, we are back." On the weekend, Junbi's parents hurriedly went home for a day, and then flew abroad, so she naturally returned to the Meng family to live.

When Meng's mother saw Junbi being carried back by Meng Jingheng, she thought she was injured, and hurriedly wanted to check the "wound" on her foot with concern, "Is your foot injured?" Did you run into it? Is it serious? Do you want to go to the hospital? ”

Because her whole body and mind were concerned about Junbi, Mother Meng directly ignored Meng Jingheng who was standing in the hallway, and his cheeks that were as red as the sunset.

Junbi responded to Meng's mother's words with a smile, and glared back at Meng Jingheng. Meng Jingheng looked away, looked at the sky and the earth and looked out the window, but he refused to look at Junbi.

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Meng Jingheng came out of the bathroom, took off the towel hanging around his neck, and wiped his slightly damp hair casually. He is wearing a T-shirt, and his bare arms are clearly textured, not as slender as ordinary teenagers, but with beautiful and not exaggerated muscles. Because I had just taken a shower, my face was still a little flushed.

Meng Jingheng tilted his head, took a deep breath, put the towel on his face, and deliberately groped towards his bedside. After all, it is a room that he has lived in for more than ten years, and he is extremely familiar with everything here, so he naturally knows the direction of the bed, and he can walk there even with his eyes closed.

At this time, Meng Jingheng, as usual, reached out to the edge of the bed, but it seemed that something was wrong. The bed has been replaced with a light spring quilt, which should be soft and fluffy. But how is this quilt soft and tender today, and it still has a temperature......

"How long are you going to touch my arm?" A crisp female voice sounded unexpectedly, so close that Meng Jingheng could even feel the breath brushing his cheeks.

Meng Jingheng was slightly stunned, and subconsciously opened his eyes. Because his face was covered with a towel, he could only see a faint human figure in the light and shadow. Just when he was stunned, Junbi reached out and pulled away the towel on his face. The towel fell, and he just happened to meet Jun Bi's gaze.

The picture of this moment, until many years later, was still clearly engraved in Meng Jingheng's mind.

Crescent-like eyebrows, thin eyebrows, slightly raised coquettish. She blinked, her eyelashes like butterflies about to fly. With a beautiful nose and pink and moist lips, every part is beautiful and moving.

Meng Jingheng felt that the light must have dazzled his eyes, otherwise why would he think that the current Junbi was extraordinary...... Looks good? It was good to see that he took his breath away.

The two of them looked at each other quietly for a moment, Jun Bi waited, and found that Meng Jingheng's eyes were straight, and he had no intention of moving his hand away at all. She raised her eyebrows, slowly stretched out her plain white hand, slowly pinched his hot ears, and then twisted it hard.

"It hurts, it hurts!" Meng Jingheng snorted and immediately woke up from Qili's thoughts.

Jun Bi tugged at Meng Jingheng's ear, and said with a smile: "Meng Jingheng, have you grown your skills?" Learned to take advantage of me? Well? ”

Meng Jingheng's ears hurt from being twisted, and he was hurriedly patting Junbi, and finally rescued his ears. He rubbed his ears with a sigh and said angrily, "Who took advantage? What do you have for me to take advantage of? As he spoke, he glanced Jun Bi up and down.

Junbi slapped the bed hard, "Come here, I promise not to kill you!" ”

Meng Jingheng hurriedly jumped out of bed, ran around the bed, and circled with Junbi. Jun Bi chased back and forth, and was dizzy by Meng Jingheng.

Meng Jingheng was tired of running, and Junbi was also tired. Finally, after going around for an unknown number of times, Meng Jingheng was still caught by her opportunity, and came up with a throat lock and directly brought him down on the bed.

"Say, convincing or not!" Jun Bi squinted and threatened in a vicious tone.

Meng Jingheng grabbed Junbi's wrist and fought for a chance to breathe for himself, "No...... Wear! ”

Finding that Meng Jingheng still had room to fight back, Junbi immediately tightened his arms and wrapped them around him like an octopus. She thought that in this way, Meng Jingheng would have no chance to turn defeat into victory.

But it was precisely because Junbi was holding the ground tightly that Meng Jingheng didn't have to worry about her falling off herself, so with a little force, she stood up suddenly, and even Junbi got up together.

The feeling of suddenly volleying in the air made Jun Bi suddenly panic, and his subordinates naturally let go. Half of her body fell down, Meng Jingheng made a timely move, grabbed her waist, stretched out her arms, changed directions, and hugged her in front of her.

Junbi's mind experienced a blank for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she was already face to face with Meng Jingheng.

After a fierce confrontation, both of them were a little out of breath, and their burning breaths were entangled, which was charming for life.

Meng Jingheng raised his head slightly, with thick eyebrows and deep eyes, red lips and white teeth, with the heroism and brightness of a young man, fresh and pure.

Jun Bi's fingertips trembled slightly, touching the slight beads of sweat on Meng Jingheng's neck. She looked at the clear and clean eyes in front of her, and saw herself with crimson cheeks inside.

For a moment, only the sound of their breathing was gradually flattening out in the room.

As if bewitched by something, Meng Jingheng leaned an inch closer in the direction of Junbi. Junbi's palm rested on his shoulder, and he didn't retreat.