Meng Jingheng was silent and did not respond, but frowned slightly, looking straight at the ground.

Junbi thought that Meng Jingheng was embarrassed in front of Song Wenyin, but after thinking about it, he decided to explain himself: "Let's have fun, Sister Wenyin." She stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Song Wenyin's arm, "He grabbed something from me just now, he just didn't rob me." ”

Junbi still disdains to take advantage of Song Wenyin's misunderstanding, as for what Meng Jingheng thinks, it is not for her to manage. In order to avoid embarrassment here, Junbi dragged Song Wenyin all the way back to the birthday party, leaving Meng Jingheng sitting alone on the sofa.

Meng Jingheng, who looked particularly desolate, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and there was no one around, so he slowly raised his head, revealing his cheeks full of redness, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die......" He covered his mouth with one hand and muttered to himself, fanning his face frantically with the other, trying to lower the hot temperature quickly, but it was obvious that the effect was not very good.

Meng Jingheng looked left and right, picked up a cup of cold drink, and quickly poured a big sip. The cool liquid slid down his throat, somewhat relieving his agitation. But when it was quiet, the beating of the heart became clearer and clearer, fluttering, fluttering, refusing to settle at all.

Meng Jingheng was so angry that he hammered his uncompetitive chest, what a blind jump! What are you dancing blindly at Junbi!

After the birthday party, Meng Jingheng still looked depressed. Jun Bi guessed that he was still grieving Song Wenyin's refusal, and couldn't help but step forward and pat him on the shoulder, comforting: "Don't be sad, did Sister Wenyin tell you anything?" ”

Meng Jingheng glanced at Junbi with a faint look in his eyes, but did not speak.

In fact, Song Wenyin didn't say anything, but the reaction after opening the gift was not as surprised as Meng Jingheng expected. She just smiled calmly and said thank you to Meng Jingheng, polite and detached. This feeling is like treating each other with blood, but being poured a basin of cold water on the other party's head, which is cold.

But Meng Jingheng is not depressed because of Song Wenyin now, her response has certainly affected his mood, but it is not enough to keep him haunted. The real initiator is the person in front of him who is full of innocent faces and seems to care about him.

Meng Jingheng was annoyed in his heart, and he couldn't say it clearly, so he could only take a few steps forward quickly with his long legs, wanting to shake off the petite figure behind him. The parents of the Meng family are both tall figures, and Meng Jingheng is not far behind, but he is a senior in high school, and his height is already approaching one meter eight. So Junbi's little short legs are really a bit difficult to catch up.

Junbi didn't know what kind of wind this little kid was smoking, so he trotted to catch up with Meng Jingheng and grabbed his coat, "You, you are abandoning...... O revolutionary comrades-in-arms! "She ran a little out of breath.

Meng Jingheng was pulled by Junbi to stop, wanting to leave, and dragging a big burden. He gritted his teeth, turned around and grabbed Junbi's hand, "Let go!" ”

Hey, the little kid has also learned to cross the river and tear it down. Jun Bi sneered, his round eyes glared at Meng Jingheng, "Don't let go!" ”

"Don't let it go!" "Don't let it go!" What a familiar scene!

The two of them pulled and pulled on the side of the road for a long time, and no one refused to take a step back, and finally, Meng Jingheng's patience was exhausted. An inexplicable resentment welled up in his heart, and he shook off Junbi fiercely.

Junbi was pushed by a huge force, and his whole body couldn't maintain balance, and he involuntarily staggered to the side.

Seeing that Junbi was about to fall, Meng Jingheng leaned over at the same time, grabbed her legs with one hand, carried her whole person on her shoulders, and carried her.

Junbi suddenly bumped into Meng Jingheng's hard shoulder, and he almost didn't catch his breath, and his little face turned red.

"If you dare to make trouble again, I'll throw you down!" Meng Jingheng deliberately shook it slightly and threatened.

In order to participate in Song Wenyin's birthday party, Junbi deliberately wore a lady's long dress, but fortunately, Meng Jingheng was still a little conscious, so she would not let her go away. However, when his palm touched the body temperature transmitted through the fabric, he felt that his palm was strangely hot.

Meng Jingheng wanted to take his hand away, but Junbi beat his back and screamed: "Skirt!" Skirt! Hurry up and press it for me! He had to put his hand back again.

Meng Jingheng still hasn't figured out why he has to carry Junbi impulsively, it's just a superfluous move, he should obviously get rid of this annoying essence.

Don't say that Meng Jingheng doesn't understand, Junbi is also confused. However, the person carried it on her shoulders and had to bow her head, even if her stomach churned by Meng Jingheng's hard shoulders, she could only barely endure it. Wait, there must be him good-looking in the future!

Meng Jingheng's physical fitness is completely disproportionate to his thin figure, and she has felt something since Junbi was messing with him at the beginning.

Although Junbi is not heavy among girls, her flesh and bones are well-proportioned, she is not a shriveled and emaciated type, and she is also a big living person, but Meng Jingheng can easily carry her all the way home, and her face is not red or panting.

Until Junbi's feet landed firmly on the ground, she didn't know if she was shaken all the way, she was still a little confused. She smoothed her long hair messy in the wind, looked around blankly, and looked at Meng Jingheng in confusion, "Why are you taking me back to your house, my parents are at home this weekend." ”

Hearing this, Meng Jingheng couldn't help but be stunned, and immediately reacted, he seemed to have done another stupid thing. Before he could regret it, Junbi on the other side had already stood on tiptoe and reached out to touch his forehead gently. Her hands were slightly cooled by the night breeze, like a soft brocade of ice silk.

Meng Jingheng's gaze was stunned, and the just right height difference allowed him to clearly see Junbi's face. Beautiful eyebrows, not dotted but daisy, bright eyes are good, laughing like a crescent moon, fresh and smart, making people's hearts sweet. In the past, he would always notice the similarity between Junbi and Song Wenyin, because there were always traces of deliberate imitation of Song Wenyin on her body. But since what day have they become so different?

"I don't have a fever." Jun Bi muttered quietly, leaned over with her other hand, and held Meng Jingheng's cheek, "Could it be ......" She approached Meng Jingheng, and Meng Jingheng's slightly dull face was reflected in her crystal clear eyes.

The two of them were getting closer and closer, close enough that Meng Jingheng could feel Junbi's breathing, the sweet aroma brushed his cheeks, and he couldn't help but swallow nervously.

Just when Meng Jingheng was in a daze, Jun Bi's hand holding his cheeks suddenly tightened, and then he instantly felt the world spinning.

Jun Bi shook Meng Jingheng's head vigorously, and the force was not merciful at all, so that Meng Jingheng's eyes turned black for a while, and he almost hit the wall headlong. He was dazed and wanted to tear Junbi's hand away, but she didn't expect her to stop first.

Then Meng Jingheng heard a crisp "pop", and the double overlapping sound resounded in his ears. Along with it, there was a burning pain in both cheeks.

"You're evil!" But Jun Bi still refused to let him go after tossing like this, and after the beating, he kept rubbing his cheeks, rubbing and chanting while rubbing, "Amitabha...... The evil spirit is scattered, the evil spirit is scattered......"

you big-headed ghost! Meng Jingheng feels that getting along with Junbi will probably make him live ten years less, and her brains will be shaken out!

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