Lose 100 million today

Yu Yue was in a very bad mood. The confession she planned was actually upstaged.

Even if Qin Feng agreed to her confession, she still felt embarrassed.

Yu Yue didn't look back and went back to her room.

The two people who had just confessed their love needed time alone, so the people on the beach were very sensible and dispersed, either playing games or going back to their rooms.

Chuzheng walked up the path and slowly returned to her room.

Her room was prepared by Zhu Zian. He probably didn't arrange a roommate because he was afraid that she wouldn't be used to it.

crackling——

Raindrops pattered on the windows.

It's raining?

Chuzheng took a look and continued playing with her phone.

Chuzheng only closed the window when she went to sleep.

With his peripheral vision scanning below, he saw a figure coming towards this side very quickly.

Why is the good guy card here?

Chuzheng's room was behind the farmhouse. Ji Cheng ran over from the back road, and Chuzheng saw it at a glance.

Jicheng didn't expect that it would rain suddenly, and it would rain heavily.

When he got under the eaves, his clothes were soaked through. He was only wearing a thin knitted coat. It was soaked and stuck to his body, making him very uncomfortable.

He rubbed his arms and wanted to reach out for a cigarette.

The door at the back was suddenly opened.

Jicheng turned around and met Chuzheng's cold eyes.

"Why are you here?" Jicheng blurted out.

That means she shouldn't be here.

The young man was soaked all over, and the light from under the eaves shone on his face, which made him look pale and pitiful.

"Where should I be?" Chuzheng asked.

"I thought..." Jicheng's voice stopped suddenly, and the sound of rain became louder.

"What do you think?"

"It's nothing." The young man didn't dare to look at Chu Zheng.

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Chuzheng originally wanted to find a new room for Jicheng, but the boss said that it was all occupied, and many of them had to lay the floor.

Chuzheng had no choice but to carry Jicheng, who was like a drowned rat, back to the room.

Jicheng was sitting in the room. When he came up just now, he heard Qin Feng's voice.

Jicheng tightened his grip on his clothes and asked calmly, "Are you here with Qin Feng?"

Chuzheng threw a clean towel on his head.

"no."

no?

Then why is Qin Feng here?

Ji Cheng's clothes were dripping with water, and within a moment, the ground was wet.

Chuzheng stood next to him: "Take off your clothes."

Clothes...take off...

Ji Cheng's fingers trembled.

He lowered his head, and there were water drops on his eyelashes. When his eyelashes trembled slightly, the water drops fell on his fair face.

"No need," he said.

"You'll catch a cold." Who's to blame if you catch a cold? In the end, the bastard came to torture me! ?

"It's okay." Jicheng shook his head: "I'll leave when the rain stops."

Chuzheng took off Jicheng's clothes.

"Xu Chuzheng!" Jicheng was a little angry.

Chuzheng pressed his wrist, Jicheng's body sank into the sofa, his wet hair stuck to his forehead, and there was a hint of anger on his face.

"Are you comfortable wearing wet clothes?" Chuzheng asked him.

"None of your business." Jicheng's anger continued.

Chuzheng pressed one hand on his wrist and reached out to lift the hem of his clothes. Ji Cheng couldn't get away. He looked at the face so close to him and with the courage he didn't know where he came from, he suddenly stepped forward and kissed Chuzheng on the lips.

Chuzheng's hand paused slightly, and the next second his hand fell on Jicheng's waist.

As if receiving a response, Jicheng just pressed her lips against hers and began to kiss, suck, and bite...

Jicheng's movements were very unfamiliar.

But the kiss was a little fierce and urgent.

The boy's breathing gradually became rapid. He tried to break away from the hand that was pressed by Chu Zheng, but failed.

I don't know how long it took, but the young man took the initiative to turn his head. His chest rose and fell slightly, and his fair and beautiful face was flushed.

Chuzheng put her lips against his cheek and kissed the corner of his mouth.

The hand on his waist slipped, and the boy's body trembled slightly, and his breathing became even more messy.

Chuzheng took off his clothes and stepped away as if nothing happened: "Pants."

Jicheng: "..."

Ji Cheng glared at Chuzheng.

Chuzheng: "..."

No, I kissed you even if you wanted to. Why are you still glaring at me?

Be reasonable!

Don't think I won't hit you just because you're a good guy!

Jicheng broke the pot and took off his pants by himself, leaving only the last pair of underwear.

"Go to bed."

"Don't you have anything to say?" Jicheng didn't move, but looked straight at him.

"What did you say?" Chuzheng asked.

"Don't you have anything to say about what happened just now?" Jicheng said with a sullen face.

"Kiss me first!!" Chuzheng emphasized.

"..."

He kissed me first!

But shouldn't you say something?

"I kissed you and you responded to me." Jicheng said, "What do you mean?"

"Shouldn't I respond to you?" Kissing feels comfortable, so why can't I respond? D! !

"..." Should you respond! ? You should push me away! !

Jicheng felt that this was the reaction she should have.

But thinking of her pushing him away, Ji Cheng felt that he would feel uncomfortable.

"If it were Qin Feng who kissed you, would you respond to him?" Jicheng suddenly said this.

"What does it have to do with him?" Chuzheng looked indifferent: "Why do you keep mentioning him?"

What's so good about Qin Feng?

Is it possible that the good guy still likes him?

"You answer my question."

Ji Cheng's voice lowered.

"I won't let Qin Feng kiss me." Chu Zheng dragged Jicheng to the bed and stuffed him into the quilt: "Qin Feng is nothing."

Qin Feng is nothing.

With these five words of "calm and unruffled", Jicheng's heart suddenly cleared away the clouds and saw the dawn.

Chuzheng was about to leave the bed when Ji Cheng suddenly grabbed her: "Then why did you come to see Qin Feng?"

"I'm not here to see Qin Feng." Chu Zheng was confused: "You..."

Chuzheng seemed to have thought of something.

"Why are you here today?"

Ji Cheng suddenly let go of her, buried his face in the quilt, and his eyes wandered.

When he entered the classroom that day, he saw someone hurriedly placing a letter on her desk.

He hadn't planned to watch it.

But he accidentally knocked it off. The envelope was not sealed. When it fell, the paper inside also fell out.

The piece of paper was exactly the size of an envelope, and he could see the contents on it at a glance.

Qin Feng's date with her had nothing to do with him.

However, he was restless at home and finally reached the place at the time of the letter.

But time passed and no one was seen.

He thought he had a guilty conscience and remembered it wrongly, so he waited until nine o'clock in the evening.

As a result, not even a single figure was seen.

Chuzheng lowered her body and placed her hands on both sides of Jicheng: "Have you seen the letter?"

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

Half of Jicheng's face was exposed, and Chu Zheng was holding him down with a quilt, making him unable to hide.

"I did not do it on purpose."

The young man's voice was inexplicably aggrieved.

Although Jicheng didn't mean it that way, Chuzheng heard that it meant that.

Chuzheng let go, pulled the quilt under the boy's chin, lowered her head and kissed him.

Chuzheng's kiss was completely different from his bad kiss.

Jicheng was so dizzy from being kissed that all his thoughts were scattered and became a mess.