The lips of the two were so close that it seemed that he could kiss her lips as long as he lowered his head.

Both of them were slightly stunned for a moment.

As long as he wants.

The suspenders on her shoulders slipped down, and the bright snow color seemed to show a piece of spring light.

Jiang Chacha was hot-headed just now, and all she could think about was how to make him not see the roses behind her.

I didn't expect it to be so embarrassing.

Jiang Chacha's hand suddenly let go as if he had been electrocuted.

Bian Jichen still maintained his posture and did not move, he lowered his eyes, he was against the light, and his long eyelashes covered the black swamp under his eyes, and he couldn't distinguish his expression.

Jiang Chacha was nervous, and quickly opened the topic, "Classmate Bian, I found the tea, let's go to the living room and sit now, I'll make you tea!" ”

She bit her lip.

Don't drink water.

Get out of here.

She prayed in her heart, her mind trying to put aside the embarrassing image she had just had.

Bian Jichen looked at her and was silent for a long time.

He hummed nonchalantly.

He had barely taken a step back and thought of something, and he came closer again, his tall shadow looming over her again.

He held out his hand.

Jiang Cha Cha subconsciously closed his eyes.

Seeing that his slightly cool finger only touched her delicate skin, he gentlemanly avoided it, and instead lifted the white suspender that she had slipped off back to her shoulder with great restraint.

It was a gentleness that bordered on piety.

He withdrew his gaze and looked at her clearly, "Let's go." ”

In fact, the scene just now, the memories of the summer resort were instantly awakened.

It's just two people, and no one said anything.

"Okay."

When Jiang Cha Cha jumped down from the table gently, because he was still distracted, his foot accidentally fell, and his body leaned into the air.

Bian Jichen stretched out his hand and held her steadily.

It was originally a very romantic plot, but the table behind him was bumped because of such a large movement of the two, and the vase on the table was light, so it shook like this.

Ginger Chacha's heart also swayed with its movements.

Finally, with a click, the vase fell on the table.

Her heart was broken at the same time.

While Bian Jichen was holding her, he also saw the vase that had been knocked down on the table, the water in the vase had already flowed out, fortunately there was a tablecloth, otherwise even the floor would be wet.

He also saw white roses that were wet with water.

Just when Jiang Chacha wanted to deal with the concealment of incriminating evidence in a hurry, Bian Jichen gently pressed her hand, "I'll come." ”

Before Jiang Chacha could stop him, he got up and walked over.

Jiang Chacha stood up from the ground, watched him turn over the flowers, and closed his eyes heartily.

Her heart is dead, her heart is dead......

Forget it, it should be remedy, right?

Bian Jichen picked up the transparent vase first, he looked at the flowers that were wet with water, and gently picked them up.

Lots of flowers.

The white flowers, which have withered a lot around the edges, should be thrown away. But if you ignore the wilting, the whole is still good-looking, the pure white petals are stained with a lot of crystal clear water droplets, and the center of the flower is faint with a little powder, which looks very delicate.

But......

Bian Jichen lowered his eyes, but silently pinched the dark green flower stem.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room became extremely delicate.

Jiang Chacha wanted to run away at this time, but she still straightened her neck.

After a long silence, Bian Jichen glanced sideways lightly, and looked at her, his eyes were cold.

But under the light, his eyes seemed to carry a lot of unclear feelings.

"Where did this flower come from?"

The snow-white petals in his hand were almost crushed by him.

(End of chapter)