In Jing Yue's memory, she was hugged and kissed, and she was still in the kindergarten class.

A five-year-old girl thought that "Young Master Jing" was so handsome, so she hugged her while she wasn't paying attention, and she was sluggy and drooling.

As a result, she was angry and disgusted and cried.

Since then, except for Jing Jun, no one has ever kissed Jing Yue.

Now, I was hugged by a boy of the same age in bed!

Jing Yue felt that her whole face was hot, like it was burning, but she was still covered with a cold mask, which was really weird and exciting!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kiss your ......" The boy apologized, quite sincere, quite aggrieved.

He was telling the truth.

Jing Yue pressed on him, hugged him in his arms, not heavy at all, only took a few breaths, and smelled the fragrance of the fragrance, and the soft body was attached to his belly, gently undulating.

This feeling has never been before, and it instantly made his brain burst hot, and without thinking about it, he kissed the closest place to his mouth.

After kissing, I realized that this is a bit frivolous......

It's a pity that he apologized sincerely, but in Jing Yue's ears, it was more like a joke!

She is fifteen years old, although she has never regarded herself as a girl, but it does not mean that she does not know that she is a girl, and she does not know that it is a very shameful thing to be hugged and kissed by a boy!

"You ...... Little pervert! ”

"Huh?"

Taking advantage of the moment when the boy was scolded and lost his mind, Jing Yue bent her knees and hit him the belly.

"Hmph......" The boy didn't expect her to suddenly move roughly, and fell down with a muffled grunt.

However, he still held back the mask, "Today is Xiaoyue's birthday, you can't be angry......"

There was pain in his tone, but it was still so gentle.

Jing Yue wanted to give him a second blow, but when she heard this, her knee-bending action paused again.

"That's right! This is my birthday present to you. ”

The arm that was around her waist let go, and then his palm was cold, and he stuffed a small hard thing.

"Would you like to give me a souvenir too?"

"What?"

Jing Yue was surprised, and suddenly he sat up, still holding her, as if he was very reluctant, "Okay, I'm leaving!" However, I will come to Xiaoyue's side as soon as possible! I like you very much! ”

He was born with a good voice, and I don't know if he was born to be flirtatious.

This sentence of "farewell and confession" was said, and in Jing Yue's ears, she had never been a "girl" consciously, her heart was pounding, her face was hot, and she was dizzy.

It's like...... When I was a child, I drank with my dad for the first time, and after drinking, I felt like the wind was blowing again......

"Goodbye, Xiaoyue......" The boy let go, the mask fell, and Jing Yue was finally able to see things.

But all she saw was his back, jumped on the windowsill, paused, as if she wanted to look at her again, and tried not to look back.

"You stop for Young Master Ben! Not allowed—ah! Jing Yue flew over.

She screamed because he had jumped out of the ledge!

This is the second floor, almost ten meters high! He's going to fall to his death!

Jing Yue threw herself to the window and looked down-

Huh, no?

Downstairs was the lawn, paved with bright yellow, soft lighting, flat and nothing.

She looked up again.

Ahead, the shadows of the mottled trees rustle in the breeze.

Overhead, the gray-blue sky was gray-blue, and the stars had emerged from the clouds, as if they were winking at her mysteriously and mischievously.

Where else is that boy?

In the blink of an eye, he was gone, as if he had never come.

As if all this is just a bizarre dream of Jing Yue?