In Junbi's completely unaware state, Lu Che silently watched her finish eating the strawberry mousse and took in all her little expressions. I don't know why, he just wants to just look at her, do nothing, just look at it like this.

Junbi's smile and every move have a feeling of refreshment. The body is still the same body, but the soul inside has changed. Such a difference made Lu Che both uneasy and involuntarily attracted. This experience is wonderful, and it is clear that the person in front of you is a very familiar little green plum, but there is a completely different feeling from the previous impression. It is as if a treasure full of mystery and unknown, tempting people's hearts like claws, wanting to dig deeper.

In a sense, Lu Che is the truth.

Swallowing the juice in the cup, Junbi patted her round belly, estimating that Meng Jingheng's side should be about the same, so she packed up the cup and plate and stood up from the swing.

Slightly tidying up the folds on the hem of her skirt, Junbi left the garden in a good mood. From beginning to end, no hidden Lu Che was found.

Junbi returned to the lively living room, gave the gift he had prepared to Song Wenyin, and asked Meng Jingheng about his location by the way.

The wooden box given by Meng Jingheng was put in the gift pile by Song Wenyin without discrimination, and of course, his mood should not be too happy.

Jun Bi found Meng Jingheng in the corner of the living room, and at this time he curled himself up in a ball, and his body was obviously covered with a deep gloom, enough to grow mushrooms on top of his head.

Adhering to the principle of schadenfreude, Junbi ignored the low pressure around Meng Jingheng and sat down beside him, "Hey, are you disgusted?" She asked, tilting her chin and teasingly.

Meng Jingheng turned his head stiffly, and glanced at Junbi weakly, "Yes, you, whatever?" Although my self-esteem was seriously frustrated, I still didn't admit defeat at all.

It's just that such a sentence, coupled with Meng Jingheng's pitiful aggrieved expression, not only does not have the slightest deterrent, but also inexplicably hits Junbi's laughter. She couldn't hold back for a while, and laughed out loud, in exchange for Meng Jingheng's annoyed and angry glare.

Under Meng Jingheng's resentful and angry gaze, Junbi didn't laugh too exaggeratedly. She could barely hold herself from laughing, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. Meng Jingheng didn't even bother with her.

Jun Bi couldn't get used to seeing him look half-dead like this, so he rubbed to Meng Jingheng's side, reached out and pinched his cheek, "Don't give up easily." The skin under her hand was delicate and elastic, and she couldn't help but pinch it twice at will, "The revolution has not yet succeeded, and the young man still needs to work hard." ”

When Jun Bi smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved like a crescent moon, and his eyes were shining brightly, as if a little star was crushed in his eyes.

"Don't pinch me!" Meng Jingheng pulled Junbi's hand dissatisfied, "Why are you still pinching?" ”

Although the devil's claws are small and soft, they are everywhere, so Meng Jingheng can't care about sadness, and can only focus on brushing Junbi's hand away.

"If you want to pinch it, you have to pinch it!" Junbi found an opportunity to pinch it, while dodging Meng Jingheng's attack, rubbing his cheeks red.

Junbi was flexible and slippery, Meng Jingheng couldn't hold her hand for a while, and turned to attack her waist. Not only is he afraid of itching, but Junbi is also afraid.

Junbi couldn't help but laugh happily, and hurriedly blocked Meng Jingheng, but he was still scratched and sat on the sofa, becoming the passive side.

Their location was not very noticeable, and many of Song Wenyin's classmates were invited to the birthday party, which was noisy and lively, and also muffled the sound of the two frolicking. The two of you went back and forth, and after a while, they were both panting with laughter.

In order to avoid Junbi's surprise again, Meng Jingheng grabbed her hand from behind and clamped her firmly. It's just that he didn't realize that such a posture was like holding Junbi tightly in his arms, intimate.

Junbi's long hair was messy, messy and scattered over his shoulders, more like the fluff of a small animal. She was controlled by others, so she had no choice but to beg Meng Jingheng for mercy, "I'll lose, Shaoxia spare my life." ”

Jun Bi was petite, curled up in Meng Jingheng's chest, just able to be hugged by him, instantly filling the vacancy in his heart. Fang was indifferent to Song Wenyin's relative bitterness, and unconsciously, he was all thrown out of the clouds.

At this moment, Meng Jingheng only had this girl with a smile in his eyes. Her crow-blue eyelashes were stained with light moisture, like morning dew. They were close together, with the occasional strand of long, mischievous hair brushing the side of his face.

Somehow, Meng Jingheng didn't want to let go. While comforting himself, he was afraid that Junbi would come to trouble him again if he escaped, and at the same time he was so relieved that he continued to hold people in his arms. It's soft, it's sweet, and it feels ...... Seem...... Not bad.

"Shaoxia will not spare people easily, say, what's the benefit?" Meng Jingheng deliberately responded in a low voice.

Jun Bi gently bumped Meng Jingheng with his head to show his dissatisfaction, and his strength was very small, more like a coquette. She can't move her hands now, so she can only resist a little in this way.

"Young heroes should be chivalrous and righteous, how can they take advantage of the fire to rob and bully people?" The tail note was raised by Junbi, and while ridiculing, it also had a soft nasal voice, which was delicate and cute, which made people's hearts numb and crispy.

Meng Jingheng suddenly felt that the strange mood of that night had come again, and it seemed to be more serious, he was puzzled, obviously he had slept much earlier recently because of Junbi's help?

"That young man......" Junbi played the role-playing completely cooperatively, and said angrily: "The little woman is okay with her appearance? ”

As Jun Bi spoke, there was a smile in his eyes, his eyes flowed, and he looked at Meng Jingheng sideways. The round and bright eyes are beautiful enough to deceive people. It was as if the tails of her eyes were mixed with love threads, wisps, lingering into her heart, tightly wrapping the uncontrollable beating heart.

Meng Jingheng looked into the depths of Junbi's eyes, and suddenly his brain went blank, obviously intellectually knowing that she was joking, he still replied involuntarily: "...... Good. ”

After speaking, Meng Jingheng was stunned. Junbi couldn't help but be stunned, thinking in his heart, why doesn't this guy play cards according to the routine?!

The two looked at each other and fell silent. Fortunately, Meng Jingheng quickly came back to his senses and said dryly: "No, no, what I said is not good!" Not good! ”

Junbi blinked, hiding a bit of weirdness and inquiry in his pupils. Meng Jingheng's white and tender cheeks were dyed with a slightly drunken rouge color, but fortunately, the not-so-bright flickering lights helped, so that Junbi didn't notice the tips of his red and blood-dripping ears.

"What are you doing?" Just when the two fell into silence again, Song Wenyin's voice came, breaking the strange atmosphere of condensation.

Jun Bi and Meng Jingheng raised their heads at the same time and looked over. Song Wenyin's gaze slowly fell from the faces of the two people to a slightly ambiguous posture, and his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in disbelief: "You guys, when did you have such a good relationship?" She raised her hand and pointed at Meng Jingheng's arm around Junbi.

The eyes of the two fell on the intertwined arms, and almost instantly, Junbi and Meng Jingheng each bounced away in opposite directions.

Song Wenyin looked at this, and then at that, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and sneer, and teased: "Is there a situation? ”