Ji Qingsang was frightened and wanted to take a step back, but behind her was the soft big bed, and she fell straight back unsteadily.

The head was not heavy, but it shook slightly.

For a moment, she was a little confused, and could only stare at the ceiling with her eyes wide open.

Ji Hesheng looked at her, and then a smile rose at the corner of his lips.

He bent one leg over the bed, leaning forward over her. His hands were on her sides, perfectly enveloping her in his arms.

The black shadow that suddenly came over took away all the light in front of Ji Qingsang's eyes, and she could only vaguely see his blurred outline through the light on the ceiling.

Ji Hesheng leaned over her quiet and beautiful face with a smile, and shouted lazily, "Sangsang, do you want to sleep on this bed tonight?" ”

Ji Qingsang shook his head, and his big eyes gave birth to a sense of pity.

"I don't have an opinion."

Ji Qingsang still didn't reply.

The room suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of each other's breathing.

The face that is close at hand has a faintly handsome look, and his eyes are deep, like a bend of the sea, gentle enough to drown people.

"Sangsang," Ji Hesheng looked at her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and called out in a low and shallow voice.

The breath blew on her face, tickling.

"I, I didn't mean to be in your bed." Ji Qingsang's face was slightly red, and his chest slowly rose and fell.

Ji Hesheng stared at her for a long time, and his dark eyes became darker and darker, as if he had been dyed with ink in the middle of the night. When he lowered his eyes, he saw the softness that rose and fell under her collarbone, and he suddenly felt a little dry and tight in his throat.

He looked up at her face again, his voice low and hoarse, "Well, really? ”

Ji Qingsang turned his head, not daring to look into his eyes.

"Who told you to get so close all of a sudden?" She was just scared by him.

Such a posture is actually too ambiguous, not to mention that Ji Hesheng's upper body is not wearing anything. His naked body was also faintly glistening with water, which was distributed on the well-textured skin to add to the sexiness.

"Can you, get up first?" Ji Qingsang called him up, but Ji Hesheng lay on top of her and didn't move.

She didn't dare to push his chest with her hand, for fear of touching him.

The long black hair was spread out on the white sheets, giving birth to a little charm, and Ji Hesheng raised his hand to peel off the strands of hair that fell on her cheeks.

The slender fingers were warm to the touch, accidentally touching her cheek. Ji Qingsang's pupils shrank significantly, and when he raised his eyes to look at Ji Hesheng, his eyes were deep.

After arranging her hair, Ji Hesheng didn't stay too long, and got up directly.

Ji Qingsang was still lying on the bed, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

He stood to the side and stared at her, noticing her somewhat stunned appearance, and asked, "How long are you going to lie down?" ”

Hearing his question, Ji Qingsang was so at a loss that his chaotic brain gradually reacted. She swished and immediately got up, and then ran out of Ji Hesheng's room without looking back, and then closed the door vigorously.

Ji Hesheng stared at what she had put down on the bed, evoking an unfathomable smile.

picked up the mobile phone on the desktop, edited another text message and sent it to Ji Qingsang.

After Ji Qingsang returned to the room, he lay on the bed with the quilt covered, his thoughts couldn't calm down for a long time, and Ji Hesheng's enlarged handsome face would always appear in his mind.

The moment the mobile phone text message ringtone was remembered, Ji Qingsang took it out and looked at it.

[Something is for you, repairman.] 】

pursed his lips and closed his eyes, wanting to wave away Ji Hesheng's image.

The night is gradually deepening, and the bright moon outside the window still radiates its own brilliance.

Ji Qingsang didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night, but the dream was all about Ji Hesheng.

In the following days, Ji Qingsang concentrated on making her own design, almost to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat, but Ji Hesheng would always send someone to remind her to eat, and sometimes even come over in person.

Ji Hesheng pushed open the door and saw Ji Qingsang standing there, with a small ring on the table in front of him.

Because the ring is relatively small, the craftsmanship must be more delicate.

Ji Hesheng stepped forward to look at her, and found that her brows were deeply locked, as if she was troubled by something.

"What's wrong?" Ji Hesheng asked.

Ji Qingsang raised his eyes and shook his head gently.

"Instead of distressing yourself, you can choose to tell me."

Listening to his soft voice, Ji Qingsang let go of the boredom in his heart, and his voice was soft, "There is only one day left before the competition." ”

Ji Hesheng turned to look at the ring, "What are you doing about the ring?" ”

"Yes." She lowered her eyes, and her face was not very good.

She hadn't been learning about specific jewelry making for a long time, so she was afraid that it wouldn't be perfect.

"Do you believe me?" Ji Hesheng asked suddenly, still very lightly.

Ji Qingsang looked at him inexplicably, his eyes seemed to be puzzled.

"Do you believe me?" Ji Hesheng asked again. He looked at her motionlessly, without much emotion in his eyes.

Ji Qingsang opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he just nodded his head under his bewitchment.

"Then give it to me." He stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was imprinted with clear lines.

Ji Qingsang picked up the ring and put it in the palm of his hand, his fingertips touched his warmth, and he shrank it hotly.

Ji Hesheng picked up the ring and walked out.

"Where are you going?" She took a step after it, and then stopped.

Ji Hesheng shook the ring in his hand towards her, and his lips hooked up a smile.

Looking at his back, Ji Qingsang pressed the sadness that suddenly welled up, and the tip of his heart felt a slight pain.

Since when have they become so strange?

The jewelry design contest was held at the exhibition hall of Yoshida Moriyo, and many people came to the exhibition center early in the morning.

Ji Qingsang stood outside the door, waiting a little anxiously.

She was wearing an ankle-length little white dress today, her long black hair was braided into strands and rested on her left shoulder, and her temperament was gentle.

A pair of eyebrows and eyes were watery, and he looked outside.

"Sangsang, what are you looking at? Everyone has already put their own work in it. Yi Wei also looked outside with Ji Qingsang's gaze.

"Wait for my ring." Ji Qingsang replied.

"Rings?" Yi Wei was a little puzzled, "Isn't the ring on you?" ”

Ji Qingsang shook his head.

"Forehead ......"

"Qingsang ......" Luo Rou took Liang Chennan's hand and walked over, she tied a neat ponytail, revealing a smooth forehead and fair face, and the whole person looked much younger and more active.

"Sister Luo Rou," Ji Qingsang was a little surprised by her arrival, "Why are you here?" ”

"Today is the day of the match between Haruman and Xiaoyui, of course I'm coming." Luo Rou tilted her head and said with a grin.

"Sister Luo Rou." Yi Wei also screamed, and then became shy again when she saw Liang Chennan, she lowered her head and whispered, "Mr. Liang." ”

When I looked down, I naturally saw their hands holding them, and my eyes unconsciously dimmed.

"Mr. Liang, have you seen Mr. Ji?" Ji Qingsang looked at Liang Chennan and asked.

Liang Chennan raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "You call him Mr. Ji?" ”

Finding this problem, Liang Chennan slowly smiled, this is interesting!

Ji Qingsang bit her lip and didn't answer his words, but her expression became weird.

She'd called him that for a long time, though she still occasionally accidentally called him brother.

"It should be coming soon!" Liang Chennan put one hand in his pocket and said casually.

"Harumo, he's definitely coming." Luo Rou said categorically, her intuition told her that Ji Hesheng would not miss such a good performance opportunity.

Luo Rou let go of Liang Chennan's hand, raised her hand and hugged Ji Qingsang and Yi Wei, "Let's go and have a look first!" ”

The pure white exhibition hall is very large, and there are many paintings inlaid on the walls, all of which are the works of some famous artists.

Luo Rou looked at the paintings with some excitement, "I didn't expect there to be so many collections here." ”

"It seems to be the private collection of the chairman of the prosperous world?"

"Yoshida Moriyo?" Luo Rou turned her head and looked at Liang Chennan who was speaking.

"Yes." Liang Chennan nodded, and he followed the three of them all the way.

"Wow, this is my favorite painting!" Luo Rou suddenly ran to a wall, her eyes shining with stars, and her hands caressed the painting that was embedded in the frame.

"Ivan." Yi Wei said, she didn't seem to have heard of this painter.

Ji Qingsang looked along the painting and saw that the word "Mayfly" was written on the title, and the author was Ivan.

She remembered a poem described in the Book of Poetry, "The feather of the mayfly, the clothes are beautiful." The worries of my heart are where I return. ”

The mayfly is a beautiful creature, and every time it flutters in the air, it has a delicate and moving posture, but this beauty is extremely hard-won, because it only has one day to live, like a flash in the pan.

A day of life, a mayfly for a lifetime, should be more of a sublimation!

Life is brilliant, and death is also gorgeous.

For some reason, her mood seemed to be a little more cheerful.

"Liang Chennan, I like this painting." Luo Rou looked back at Liang Chennan.

Liang Chennan touched his nose, "I'll help you ask Chairman Sheng when the time comes, but I don't have any friendship with him, and he probably won't look at my face." ”

"Why?" In Luo Rou's opinion, Liang Chennan is still very well-connected in Mucheng. "Let's buy it from him!"

"Don't you know that things that most people like are easy to give up?" Liang Chennan shook his head helplessly, he really couldn't do anything about her, his temperament was still the same as a child.

"That's right." Luo Rou nodded thoughtfully.

Liang Chennan walked up to her and smiled in a low voice, "If you like it, I will steal it even if I steal it!" ”

"You ......," Luo Rou pointed at him and said sharply, "Don't do what you did before." ”

Hearing her say this, Yi Wei was still a little curious.

She leaned over to Ji Qingsang and asked, "Did Mr. Liang do anything before?" ”

Ji Qingsang shook her head, she didn't know very well.

Liang Chennan hugged Luo Rou and whispered in her ear, looking doting.

Yi Wei looked at their sweet appearance, and felt very uncomfortable.