Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

After writing two sets of papers, Aning picked up her phone and looked at it. There was still no news from that person in the message list, and her spirit instantly dropped.

Lying on the table, she was chatting with her old friends. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on a matcha green scented candle.

Somewhat stunned.

After a long time, her thoughts gradually came back. She frowned slightly and sat upright. After staring for a few seconds, she reached out and took the incense stick, and a touch of rosemary came out.

She lowered her eyes slightly, her thick eyelashes seemed to shine under the bright white light, and her shoulder line was flat and thin under the thin pajamas.

He looked lonely and helpless.

Aning bit the soft flesh of her left cheek, her heart pounding, and she threw the aromatherapy into the trash can at the foot of the table.

Probably feeling that she was a little confused by doing this, after a while, she bent down and picked it up again.

Forget it, he gave it to me.

So with the thought of keeping things out of sight, she locked the aromatherapy in the bottom drawer of her desk.

...

When Xie Xinghe came back, the room was dark, and the surroundings were quiet as if the only sound was his own breathing. He gently closed the door.

Turning on the light in the living room, the bright light instantly swallowed up the darkness.

Almost at the same time, a soft voice sounded.

"you are back."

Xie Xinghe stopped changing his shoes and froze in place. He turned his head mechanically and saw a girl wearing a white nightgown sitting on the sofa, her black eyes staring at him unblinkingly. look.

This girl had extremely white skin and disheveled hair. At first glance, she looked like a midnight ghost.

Even Xie Xinghe, who had always believed in materialism, couldn't help but shudder at this moment, and his heart felt uncomfortable.

Aning looked at the young man, her lacquered eyes were as deep as a whirlpool, as if she wanted to suck him in. She opened her mouth and spoke his name gently.

"Xie Xinghe."

Xie Xinghe nodded slightly, his cold facial features softened silently, and his sharp eyes slightly raised, "What's wrong?"

Aning was silent, unable to say the words she had thought of long ago. Her white fingertips rested on her knees, as if she was considering something. After a while, she sighed and said: "Forget it..."

After that, she stood up from the sofa and said in a muffled voice, "Go to bed early."

As she passed by him, Xie Xinghe raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. The young man lowered his eyes with an open and generous expression: "He Jiayin's mother used to help grandma. Something happened to her family recently, so she asked me to help."

Aning lowered her head and looked at the young man's hand that held her wrist. It had distinct joints and clear blood vessels, giving it a sense of finesse and refinement.

She took a deep breath, raised her head and stared at Xie Xinghe, frowning slightly: "Then she likes you, do you know?"

As a girl, she believed in her own judgment, because there was light in He Jiayin's eyes when she looked at Xie Xinghe. She temporarily called this light the love she dared not express.

There was no expression on Xie Xinghe's face. The next second, he pulled her into his arms without warning. He tightened his arms and sprayed his warm breath on her ears. His voice was hoarse and hoarse: "I don't know. I don’t want to know either.”

He finally got it...

Aning lowered his eyes and bit the soft flesh of his cheek, his heart beating like a thunder drum. The hands hanging by his side were slightly raised, and he slowly tightened the corners of his clothes on both sides, and rested his forehead on his broad chest.

"Why."

Xie Xinghe lowered his eyes and looked at her intently, with a faint smile hidden in his brown eyes, and the cold curve of his lips was thin and sexy: "Why, why, wasn't it obvious enough for me?"

Hearing these words, Aning's face suddenly burned up. She broke away from the boy's arms and slipped into her room like a slippery fish.

With her back against the door, all the evidence in her mind was overturned. She felt the violent beating in her heart and Xie Xinghe's words playing on a loop in her mind.

She covered her face, was that what she thought?

That's probably what she thought.

It took about three minutes for her to adjust her mood and gently open the door, but before she could see clearly, a dark shadow fell in front of her eyes.

The man pushed the door open and walked in. With a turn, Xie Xinghe locked him on the back of the door. His movements were crisp and clear, and the door was closed again.

Eyes facing each other.

The strong smell of hormones on the young man's body hit his face.

Aning felt that her cheeks were getting hotter and her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. Xie Xinghe lowered his head and his warm breath fell on her hair, "Three minutes, faster than I expected."

"Huh?" Aning looked up at him, blinked his thick black eyelashes, ignored his words, and said, "Is this the legendary Mendong?"

The girl was motionless, her big beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, her fair and rosy cheeks, and her glossy red lips, she looked charming and well-behaved.

Seeing Xie Xinghe's heart tightening, he quietly clenched the hand holding the door, bent down and looked at her level, with a strange light rolling in his eyes: "Yes."

The next second, his hand on the door fell on her waist, his arms gradually tightened, and he held her in his arms. Aning trembled, feeling that his breath was surrounded by the refreshing smell of him. .

And his body is extremely hot, and his chest is hard and strong, which makes people feel at ease for no reason.

"Don't ignore me next time." He would think randomly.

Aning bumped his chest lightly with her forehead and said angrily: "Who made you so impatient that you only said a few words... You didn't even send a text message after that."

Xie Xinghe raised the corners of his lips and smiled, narrowed his eyes with long eyelashes, raised his hand to smooth her hair, his movements were delicate and gentle, and coaxed in a low voice: "It's my fault, but I promise, nothing will happen. once."

The girl raised her arms and put her arms around his waist, and the gloom in her heart suddenly dissipated. She muttered: "Hmm, are you still going tomorrow?"

Letting go of her hand around her waist, Xie Xinghe lowered his head to look at her, his eyes slightly curved, with a glimmer of light at the end of his eyes, and he said slowly: "Can I take the eldest lady there?"

"Miss, can you refuse?" The girl raised her eyelids and looked up at him with her clear eyes.

Xie Xinghe raised his eyebrows: "Miss, can you bear it?"

Aning raised her chin proudly: "It depends on the mood of the young lady."

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Time flies, and the students in the first and second grades of high school have also returned to school for a while. There are also many young and energetic figures on the campus. Looking at these students who are full of laughter, and then looking at the students who are involved in the class, Ah I would rather sigh that the juniors and juniors feel comfortable.

After this period of getting to know each other, Aning gradually became familiar with the classmates in the class.

The senior high school classes were already tense. Everyone was busy studying and didn't want to spend too much time making friends. What's more, Aning seemed to be very distant.

Except for the two tables at the front and back, Aning and the other classmates in the class were completely strangers at the beginning. It was Maizi who was a living treasure. He talked about Yuan Ning all day long, and the classmates in the class gradually eliminated the sense of distance towards her.

Although it is not the same as the all-out relationship, there is also a revolutionary friendship with going to the bathroom.

The last period of the day on Friday afternoon was self-study. It was probably approaching the weekend. No one in the class was reading or studying. Most of them were squinting and taking a nap waiting for the get out of class to end. Aning was no exception.

Over-study will be counterproductive, so you still need to take proper rest.

"knocking"

Outside the window, a tall young man tapped his hand on the glass window. He was carrying a black backpack and wearing a light blue shirt.

He had all the buttons on the collar buttoned up, his black and simple hair was neatly cut at the end, his features were clear, and he looked like a handsome young man.

The sound he knocked on the glass was not loud, but it was enough to make some people look out the window. Xie Xinghe was the first to look out. Somehow he saw that this young man was inexplicably matching the name of someone in his mind.

"Zi Yu?"

A person who was more than a thousand kilometers away suddenly appeared in front of her. Aning stood up from the chair in shock. The chair made a harsh sound. She opened the window and looked at him in disbelief.