【Chapter 38】The budding first love

While rejecting Xie Yiqi's invitation, and on the other hand, telling his parents that he should ask Xie Yiqi and Chongliang when he went out, Jiang Rin deceived and deceived his subordinates but did not feel guilty at all.

He was open-minded, and looked coldly at Xie Yiqi, who obviously deliberately ruined his good deeds, and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't come, I just said that I didn't want to come with you."

“What the fuck？”

Xie Yiqi, who was angry and blew his beard and stared, gestured his middle finger hatefully, and then disappeared again into the vast sea of people with a dazed face.

Once upon a time, Liang Luofeng also secretly looked at Jiang Rin's face like this.

She had seen him in many ways, but they all had one thing in common...... Chilled. At this moment, there is a warm spring breeze smile at the corners of the eyes and eyebrows, which is really rare.

She watched intently as he and Xie Yiqi exchanged scolding, moved by their deep and sincere friendship, and unconsciously showed a sweet and lovely smile.

After seeing Xie and Chong leave, Jiang Rin turned around and saw Liang Luofeng obsessively revealing his ...... Ambiguous smile?

This was tantamount to giving Jiang Rin a shot of adrenaline, and he took her warm hand, peeled off the crowd and ran.

The panting two ran to a place away from the hustle and bustle, surrounded by black lights and blind fire, and the occasional distant sound of firecrackers and children's frolicking could not withstand the deafening "bang" sound in each other's chests.

……

Finally kissed.

In the dark, vision is limited, and hearing is enlarged.

Liang Qifeng heard his heavy weight jumping roughly, anxiously waiting for something.

There was a sound of clothes rubbing, and Jiang Rin gently hugged her again, only this time, it was obviously very tight, and he was also nervous.

Two hundred and ninety-seven, two hundred and ninety-eight, two hundred and ninety-nine, three hundred ...... After a full five minutes, Liang Qifeng stiffened and his neck was sore. How long will Jiang Rin have to "stalemate" with her?

"Jiang Rin, I ......"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Liang Luofeng's mouth was swallowed by Jiang Rin.

……

Liang Luofeng was annoyed with red ears and red ears, he knew that he wouldn't eat coriander, and he didn't know if there was any taste?

Fortunately, Jiang Rin is also a newcomer, and he didn't use the strange "moves" in romance novels.

He just tasted it, tossing and turning outside her lips for a moment, and then reluctantly moved away.

Then he looked at Liang Qianfeng who was curled up under the moonlight with a smile, and was overjoyed: she was shy!

Since there was this breakthrough, during the Chinese New Year, as long as he could get out of the way, Jiang Rin would rush to the martial arts hall non-stop, and enjoy every minute and every second of being alone with Liang Luofeng like a race against time.

They don't go out shopping, but they buy vegetables, fruits and meat at the nearby vegetable market, like a young couple who have been together for many years. One cooks, the other lays hands, and sits on the sofa to watch the spring entertainment programs of each station.

Liang Luofeng thought that this would be the most miserable Spring Festival, but it was much happier and warmer than he imagined. After the sixth day of junior high school, Xie Yiqi and Chongliang also carried vegetables and fruits to the martial arts hall to eat and drink.

After the seventh day of the new year, even Wu Huarou came to "pay New Year's greetings" with a large bag, plus Chen Chen and Han Nong, who returned from the engagement, the martial arts hall has not been so noisy for a long time.

Liang Luofeng was washing vegetables at the vent, Wu Huarou was squatting on the side to wash rice, this ventilation corridor had become a temporary "kitchen", and Sister Han Nong was urging Brother Chen to go out to buy fresh marinade.

The trio were lying on the couch laughing and playing games, and they looked like a family.

"Hua Rou, do you think we look like seven brothers and sisters?" Liang Qifeng retracted his gaze with a smile and asked his friend who was concentrating on rice shopping.

Hearing this, Wu Huarou squeezed her eyebrows and waved her hand, smiling evilly, meaningfully: "Brother and sister can't fall in love......

Hongxia immediately flew up Liang Liang's cheeks.

Recently, Liang Luofeng's every move can't be hidden from Wu Huarou at all, and she doesn't plan to hide it, under the other party's playful questioning, Liang Wanfeng has shyly admitted that he has the only romantic New Year's Eve kiss with Jiang Rin......

This is the first time Wu Huarou has heard the word "romantic" from Liang Luofeng's mouth, she used to be secretive about these sensitive words, but now she can openly admit that this is a kind of progress.

It's also a kind of self-confidence.

A beautiful friendship is to make two people live better and better, and life is more and more vivid. Wu Huarou learned to be brave and cheerful with the help of Huarou, and Liang Wanfeng became full of girlishness in the company of Huarou!

This Spring Festival, it seems that everyone gets what they want.

......

A villa area in the northern suburbs of Jiangcheng.

The bright crystal lamp shone with brilliant light, and the colorful light color hit Qin Luan's delicate and beautiful face, which did not show the hustle and bustle, but had a feeling of icing on the cake.

Lightly opening his red lips, [Qin Luan] took a sip of the red liquid, and indifferently asked the nanny Fu Ma beside him: "Where did Jiang Rin go?" ”

The crystal clear goblet had bottomed out, and Fu Ma respectfully held the wine decanter and poured one-third of it into the empty cup, so she didn't answer slowly.

"It seems that I made an appointment with the two children of the Chong family and the Xie family."

"Oh, really?" Qin Luan frowned slightly, "The three of them seem to have gotten together too often recently. ”

Nodding, thinking that Painter Qin would not see his movements, Fu Ma explained: "The three young people usually love to go in and out together, and it's not a day or two. ”

But never during the Chinese New Year.

In previous years, Jiang Rin traveled around the country to study, but this year is really strange, and even the authentic Shaolin master she found for him can't bother to meet him. Qin Luan didn't believe that his nephew Chongliang and the Xie family kid had such great charm!

In this cold villa, the three members of the Jiang family have their own world.

Jiang's father travels all year round, Qin Luan indulges in her studio on the third floor all day long, and occasionally goes out to organize art exhibitions, not to mention his son, except for the time in school, the rest of the time is either studying martial arts all over the country, or nesting in a martial arts hall in a university town.

But Jiang Rin's whereabouts have been really weird lately!

Thinking like this, Qin Luan nicknamedly patted the Rottwell dog who was squatting and sleeping beside her, and there was a strong light in her brown eyes: she seemed to have not cared about her son for a long time.

Mother Fu, who was standing quietly, trembled timidly, this Qin painter "cared" about her husband and son every time she ran out of inspiration, and every time she did this, the Jiang family would be discordant for a while. No, Mr. Jiang was "forced" to go on a business trip early in the morning, and in the evening he remembered that he hadn't destroyed his son yet.

So, what's so good about a woman who is talented, rich and so strong?

The happy times are like planes flying through the clouds, and those lonely and cold years of riding the green train...... Touching her nose, Liang Youfeng shamefully found that Jiang Rin had occupied too much of her mind, and she had ignored the sadness of that time for a long, long time.

I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing?

The new semester is also the opening ceremony of the last semester of the third year of high school.

Principal Zheng stood on the rostrum impassionedly, and the bold words of ambition were transmitted from the microphones that were somewhat out of tune to all parts of the playground.

Some people listened absent-mindedly, some listened with great ambition, and some learned Principal Zheng's funny dialect accent to make a splash.