Put on slippers?

An Jing looked down and felt a little embarrassed. At someone's house, she was still barefoot. She said oh, put on her slippers obediently.

Chen Shuo went to the cabinet and flipped through it. Because he didn't use the hair dryer often, he searched for a long time before finding it. He took the hair dryer and came to her and said, "I'll blow it for you."

Is the service so thoughtful?

An Jing was a little surprised. She was stunned and gave him the clothes in her hand.

Chen Shu's eyes fell on her hands, and he chuckled and shook his head.

Quiet and unclear.

He took her hand and took her to the chair where he usually played games, sat down with his seat, lowered his eyebrows and said, "I'll help you blow your hair first."

After a quiet pause, I touched my hair.

The ends of the hair are indeed very wet.

Chen Shu handed the water to her and said, "Drink some water first to warm your body."

Wenjing took it and took a sip.

It was not hot, warm, just in time, she took a few more sips.

Chen Shu bent down while she was drinking water to plug in the hair dryer, then walked behind her, reached out to stroke her hair, turned on the hair dryer, and blew it gently.

An Jing wanted to talk to him, but the roar of the hair dryer was too noisy and he had to give up.

And he couldn't see others, so he could only feel his hands movements.

Quiet feels strange.

The huge computer screen was facing her, pitch black and bright.

Her eyes stared quietly at the person behind her.

Chen Shusheng is very beautiful, with long eyes and silent expression.

His expressionless face is always clear and light, but when he looks up at you, his eyes flash, and his eyes are very deep, as if it is a quiet pool, making people reluctant to move their eyes away. They indulge in an instant.

The wind blew, and it felt warm when it streaked across the neck.

As his slender fingers passed through her dark hair, he seemed to be fiddling with the fine ink, and a trace of them flowed through his fingertips, unable to grasp or touch them.

Sometimes she accidentally touched her ear porch, and the delicate skin on the back of her neck. She straightened her body and suffocated her breath. There was a slight itch in the place where he touched her, scattering all over her body and hitting her heart.

An Jing didn't know how he felt, but she was a little uncomfortable anyway.

On the other hand, he lowered his head and had a serious expression on his face.

She pinched her fingers and sat obediently.

The roar stopped.

It seems like a long time has passed, but it is only a moment.

Neither of them moved, and Chen said that he placed the hair dryer quietly on the table.

Then he tweaked her hair and said indifferently: "Don't do it."

Wen Jing nodded, not knowing what to say. He just said dryly:

"Thanks."

Statement did not speak.

His eyes fell on her straight back. The collar of the back of the jersey was wet, and her white skin was faintly revealed.

Just watching quietly, his throat unconsciously sliding up and down, very thirsty, an indescribable feeling from the bottom of his heart.

Wen Jing swallowed, feeling that the atmosphere is a bit dangerous now.

It was a danger that she had never been exposed to, and her statement became a little unfamiliar. She just looked at her like this without saying a word, with a very wrong look and a little scary.

Her eyelashes trembled, she quickly broke the calm, stood up, held the hair dryer, avoided his sight, and whispered: "I'll blow my clothes."

Chen Shu slowly raised his eyes, his body retreated, and the deepness disappeared in his eyes. He lowered his head, smiled, and returned to his original scattering, "Do you want me to help?"

Said quietly: "No."

She sat down and spread her clothes on her legs, and blew wherever she felt wet.

Chen Shu covered his mouth and coughed, unable to deny that he had really thought wrongly.

The person he likes is wearing his clothes and staying in his room.

He dares to bet that it is definitely not a man who doesn't want to be wrong.

He became idle and lay half-lying on the bed casually, having to find something to do, so he took the game console on the bedside table and started playing casually.

Just look at her from time to time.

The rain outside the window was sparse, and the roar of the hair dryer in the room was one after another.

In this place full of life-speaking atmosphere, blow your own clothes.

Quiet, novel and strange, my heart has become quiet.

After blowing for a while, she felt it was OK, so she turned off the hair dryer.

Touching the sleeves of the clothes, and then touching the legs of the trousers.

Chen Shu suddenly spoke out: "Did you do it?"

An Jing nodded and said, "Well, I think I've done it."

After a while, he stated, "Come here, I'll touch it."

An Jing curled her lips. She thought he didn't believe her. So she put down the hair dryer, carried a corner of her clothes, walked to the edge of the bed, and said, "Touch it and see, it's really done."

Said his eyes fell on her, one high and one ground.

He looked up at her with a restrained smile in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and slowly raised it. When he was about to touch the sleeves, he turned around and grabbed her hand. He exerted force directly.

An Jing was caught off guard and didn't expect him to be like this.

She subconsciously closed her eyes and exclaimed softly, and fell directly to him.

Chen Shu opened his hands and caught her, and the man fell into his arms. He smiled and groaned, caught her, and hugged her tightly.

Air stagnation.

Only the statement was about a low and quiet laughter flowing through his throat.

Psychic teasing, joking and pampering.

Everything is so natural.

An Jingren buried him on his shoulder, put his heart back in place, slowly raised his head, and grabbed him hatefully, "You scared me to death!"

Chen Shu sneered: "What are you scared? I will catch you anyway."

An Jing choked and said, "Then you tell me in advance."

The statement said: "Then there will be no surprises."

Yin Jing fell on him, supported his shoulders with his arms, and silently asked in a low voice: "Are you just a surprise?"

Chen Shu narrowed his eyes, and when he heard her tone, he was not very good. He wrapped her hands together and pressed her close to him and threatened: "Isn't I a surprise, am I frightened?"

Quiet burst out laughing.

Chen Shu looked at her leisurely, "Say, am I scared?"

Shake your head quietly.

Chen Shu kept teasing her and asked for an answer.

"Am I scared?"

An Jing was helpless by him. She raised her head, looked at him, wiped a very shallow curve in her mouth, and said with a soft smile: "You are my boyfriend."

The smile in the mouth faded slowly and the lips were faint.

Excessive eyes.

Neither of them spoke.

He approached silently, pressing her with his hands behind him, pressing her towards him, his eyes drooped, kissing a delicate skin on her neck, and kissing her faintly, as if he had touched her and never touched her.

Silently control your breathing and your body is tight.

She tried to make herself think of something else.

His room, his bed, underneath his body.

Ahhhhh.

It's hard for her not to think about it.

She thought of her recent homework, her exam, her An Yue, and her...

She suddenly came to her senses. The girl was in her heart, making her uncomfortable like a thorn. She pursed her lips and called him hesitantly: "Statement."

Chen Shu's head was buried at her neck, making only a dull voice: "Hmm?"

"What did Xia Xinyu say to you?" she asked softly.

Chen Shu didn't react at once. He was still immersed in the soft and beautiful lines in front of him, thinking in his head. Who is Xia Xinyu?

With his good memory, he finally remembered that Xia Xinyu was a classmate in the first year of high school.

The skin in front of me was slippery and I kissed my thin lips to the collarbone. I licked my tongue lightly, muttering in a daze, and my breath was unstable: "What did you say?"

Wen Jing took a breath.
To be continued...