Sandalwood as deep as a feather

As the days passed, Lin Jingtan finally got used to the life of doing nothing.

He bought a few chickens and ducks to raise in the yard, and also planted some vegetables in the open space behind the yard.

Carrying water, feeding the chickens and ducks, weeding and weeding, that's all for a day.

On this day, as soon as he finished all the farm work, he heard a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

Lin Jingtan raised his vigilance: "Who?"

He found this broken place casually, and it stands to reason that no one should be able to find it.

The sound didn't stop, it was still beating in a rhythmic way, but no one spoke.

Lin Jingtan picked up the broom by the corner, walked to the door, and slowly opened the courtyard door.

"哐——" The broom made intimate contact with the ground.

This person's skills are not simple!

He hit him with a palm, but was pulled by the person who came, staggered, and threw himself into the person's arms.

The fragrance of apricot blossoms coming towards him made him stop immediately.

The warm body temperature came through the thin fabric, but he felt that his whole body was so cold that he was frozen and unable to move.

He raised his head, and it really was the face that haunted him——

Chen Qingyu.

"What are you doing here!" Lin Jingtan almost shouted.

Suddenly pushing the person in front of him away, his body trembled uncontrollably. Facing this person, he has never been able to control his emotions, no matter in the past or now.

He thought that the leisurely life of the past few months could forget him, but when he saw him, the memory flooded up like a flood that opened the gate.

It was as if a blunt instrument had been slashed through my heart. It didn't look like the hole was big, but it hurt inside and out.

The person who was pushed outside the door looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Suddenly, surprise flashed in his eyes: "You...were crying?"

"Don't worry about it!" Lin Jingtan wiped his face fiercely.

wet.

Chen Qingyu felt a little distressed, he walked into the courtyard, closed the courtyard door, and walked to only half a step away from Lin Jingtan.

Lin Jingtan stared at him with eyes full of anger, step by step until he bent down.

Gently kissed Lin Jingtan's eyes.

!!!

Lin Jingtan froze, looking at him in disbelief.

Chen Qingyu kissed his other eye again.

"What are you doing!" Lin Jingtan covered his eyes and took a quick step back.

"Kiss you." Chen Qingyu replied naturally.

"We are enemies now! How can you do this..."

"What about me?" Chen Qingyu stepped in front of him again.

After finishing speaking, she stretched out a hand to wrap around Lin Jingtan's waist, lowered her head and kissed his soft and moist lips fiercely.

"Hmm..." Lin Jingtan was stuck in his throat before he could say anything.

Chen Qingyu grinds on his lips, sucking continuously, sticking out the tip of her tongue to trace the shape of his lips slowly.

Lin Jingtan felt that he was going to be out of breath, so he opened his lips slightly, but was bitten lightly by Chen Qingyu, and then his flexible and slippery tongue stuck in, rubbing against his mouth continuously, draining all the body fluid swept away.

The shame of exchanging sex made him feel ashamed. He wanted to push Chen Qingyu's tongue out with his tongue, but he was caught and entangled, which seemed more like a refusal.

He hammered Chen Qingyu's chest with his fist, but he didn't need any strength, he was light and fluffy, like a kitten with its paws closed.

When the kiss was over, Lin Jingtan's legs were weak and his mind was numb, so he could only reluctantly fall into Chen Qingyu's arms.

Lin Jingtan was a little distressed: Why did my physical strength become so weak? Is it because I have been growing vegetables to feed chickens for the past few months?

It took him a while to react: "Why...why did you kiss me?"

Chen Qingyu looked straight into his eyes and said seriously: "Because I like you."

Lin Jingtan seemed to be struck by lightning: "You...what did you say?"

Chen Qingyu repeated: "I like you."

Lin Jingtan felt that it was a trick of good fortune. When he was still in unrequited love, he always hoped that Chen Qingyu would fall in love with him.

As a result, after this incident happened, when I heard this sentence, I didn't feel the joy of being expressed by the person I liked, and some were just ridiculous.

Yes, ridiculous.

He nodded at Chen Qingyu: "Well, I see, can you go then?"

A hurt look flashed across Chen Qingyu's eyes: "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jingtan forcibly pushed him out.

"Bang—" the tattered courtyard door was slammed shut.

Chen Qingyu stood for a long time, took a deep look at the courtyard door, gritted her teeth to resist the pain from her body, and left with steady steps.