Yea, coward!

Walking all the way to the elevator, Jiang Yun was still thinking about whether she was exposed just now.

It stands to reason that Ning Meng should get closer...

The elevator door dinged open.

Ning Meng advanced, Jiang Yun pressed the floor number, and when the door closed, she took a step back and glanced at her out of the corner of her eye.

The thoughts of inquiry gradually drifted away, and her thoughts fell on her like raindrops.

Ball head, white T-shirt, overalls, canvas shoes.

Ning Meng's appearance caught her heart inexplicably.

She has a fair complexion, a small figure, and is full of student spirit. Her innocent and ignorant appearance is believed to be a junior high school student.

She is well-behaved and docile, so that people can't fault it, she likes it very much.

Jiang Yun doesn't know if she has a tendency to be a little perverted, she likes such a little Ning Meng...

She thought of Ning Meng's appearance in that pleated plaid skirt, her face was flushed, her smile was like a flower, and she was youthful and beautiful, just like she should be.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"Cough!" Jiang Yun was thinking hard, choked on the saliva suddenly, coughed for a few seconds before blushing and replied: "Is there?"

Ning Meng raised her chin towards the inner wall of the elevator: "You can see it there."

Jiang Yun saw the two figures projected on the inner wall, even in the mirror, she could feel that Ning Meng was staring at her.

She is waiting for an answer.

Jiang Yun lowered his eyebrows secretly, thinking of words quickly in his mind, and couldn't help but glance at her.

"Why are your earlobes so red?" As if she found something new, she walked towards her at once, pinching the earlobes gently with her thumb and index finger, and dyed her fingertips softly.

Ning Meng turned her head to avoid her troublesome fingers, and muttered, "It's probably hot."

The temperature in October is not low. Even at night, the gentle wind can only bring scalding heat, so why is it cold?

Jiang Yun put his clothes on her body, and... got so close.

"Hmm." Jiang Yun answered with doubt, thankfully he turned the topic around and his eyes fell on her hand.

"Since it's hot, why do you keep holding your backpack?"

"The belt is broken." Ning Meng showed the broken bag to Jiang Yun.

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yunxu led her out: "Then buy another one tomorrow when I go shopping."

Ning Meng nodded, and when she swiped her card to enter the door, she heard Jiang Yun ask, "So, you let Zhao Fan carry the bag because it was broken?"

"How do you know that he helped me carry my bag..." Ning Meng turned to look at her, she saw Jiang Yun coming out when she was at the door.

Jiang Yun was silent for two seconds: "I saw it from the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lobby."

"...Oh, he insisted on carrying it for me."

Although it was not an affirmative answer, Jiang Yun was satisfied with this answer.

She just said, Ning Meng doesn't like to trouble others, even she doesn't want to trouble, so why bother Zhao Fan.

She was in an inexplicably good mood, even trying to tease her when she swiped her card to enter the door.

"Xiao Qingyu only booked one room."

"It's okay." She answered calmly.

Jiang Yun raised his eyebrows, thinking whether she really didn't care or pretended not to care, and turned sideways to let her go in first.

The room is not big, and the bathroom and toilet are integrated when entering the door. Walking through the narrow corridor, you can see two beds.

Jiang Yun's bag was placed on one bed, and Ning Meng consciously went to another bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to Jiang Yun arranging her backpack, she was still complaining in her heart: She really couldn't figure out Jiang Yun's mind more and more.

Jiang Yun was implying something when he entered the door.

Even if two people live in the same room, it's okay, nothing will happen.Even if she sleeps on the same bed, she can guarantee that nothing will happen.

She only had that one erotic dream, and now her heart is as calm as water, and she is not so hungry and thirsty for Jiang Yun.

"Do you want to take a shower first?"

"You go first." Ning Meng turned her head and said to her, deliberately dawdling in packing her things.

Jiang Yun nodded, took the clothes and went into the bathroom.

Only then did Ning Meng dare to take out the things in the backpack.

She didn't bring much, or even little. She didn't bring a lot of clothes, and the whole bag was stuffed to the brim with aunt's towel.

She probably set a precedent in history when she came out to play with a few big bags of aunt's towels.

But she doesn't regret it at all.

She really didn't want to go through the embarrassment of going to buy shower gel with Jiang Yun in high school again.

The two of them came out to play together, and Jiang Yun would definitely follow her wherever she went, even if she didn't follow, just talking to Jiang Yun about going to buy this thing would make Ning Meng feel her cheeks burn.

Bringing this thing is the result of her thinking for a long time.

Unexpectedly, just this barely heavy thing broke the strap of the schoolbag.

Ning Meng neatly stacked several large bags of aunt's towels in the drawer of the bedside table, took out the pajamas from the bag, and waited for Jiang Yun to come out of the bathroom.

Being idle and bored, she turned on the TV, took out her mobile phone from her bag and started playing.

Jiang Yun washed very quickly. When she came out of the bathroom wiping her head, Ning Meng didn't dare to look at her. She picked up the clothes beside her and walked past her with her head down.

The wrist was suddenly pulled by her, and she stopped wiping her hair and said to her: "Remember not to get water on your heels."

"……Um."

"Do you have the ointment?"

"In the bag."

Only then did Jiang Yun let her go.

When taking a bath, it is inevitable to think wildly, and when the body is hot, the brain is particularly active.

At this moment, all Ning Meng was thinking about was Jiang Yun.

Jiang Yun's attitude made her unpredictable.

While talking about liking, there is no movement at the same time...

Ning Meng secretly warned herself that it wasn't liking at all, but she still studied Jiang Yun's behavior carefully for no reason.

So weird.

Maybe it's because of her impure mind, no matter what Jiang Yun does, coming to her has a special meaning.

She knew it was wrong to think wildly, but she couldn't do nothing.

Ning Meng suddenly hated her lack of experience in relationships.If she has read a lot of novels like Qiqi, maybe it will come in handy at this time.

Putting on the cow-spotted pajamas, Ning Meng turned around to get the dirty clothes she had changed, but the soles of her feet slipped suddenly, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

……pain.

The pain in the tailbone seemed to be broken, and it was like an electric shock that spread throughout the body. Ning Meng frowned, and her mind went blank.

Ning Meng didn't care about her clothes, she tried to stand up with her hands behind her back, but there was a knock on the door.

"What's wrong with you? Did you fall?"

Jiang Yun was watching TV absent-mindedly, but when he heard a bang, he subconsciously stood up, thought for a few seconds, and finally couldn't sit still.

"fine."

That's what she said, but her trembling voice made Jiang Yun's heart twist even more.

Without caring so much, she unscrewed the door and walked in.

Ning Meng fell to the ground, some parts of her pajamas were wet with water, her hair was also slightly wet, a few strands stuck to her forehead, her hands rested on her sides in a daze, she was staring at her in astonishment, a little embarrassed.

Jiang Yun pursed his lips and walked over.

"Be careful where you step, there may be shower gel there."

She was only thinking about things just now, and she accidentally spilled the shower gel on the ground, and she just dealt with it briefly, but she didn't expect to suffer the consequences.

Jiang Yun stared at his feet, walked to her side cautiously, knelt down and hugged her up.

Ning Meng was stunned for a moment, the feeling of being picked up was too strange, she didn't know how to put her hands and feet.

The brain was thinking in a mess: Is she a little heavy; if the pants seem to be wet by water, will Jiang Yun feel uncomfortable to touch; if she wants to imitate the heroine of a TV series and wrap her arms around Jiang Yun's neck...

Suddenly, my mind went blank.

Jiang Yun also seemed very unfamiliar, he randomly searched for a suitable place to put the hand holding her.Her hand seemed... a bit long, and the hand that passed through the back went around to the front and touched her chest.

"..." The world seemed to quiet down.

The palms were soft, and Jiang Yun's ears turned red.

"Sorry." Jiang Yun moved his hands down a few inches, walked out quickly and placed her firmly on her bed.

Ning Meng buried her head and dared not speak.

"Where did you fall?" After the words came out, Jiang Yun closed his mouth again.

She actually asked nonsense in a panic, Ning Meng fell like that, where else could she fall besides her ass.

The temperature in the palm continued to rise, Jiang Yun wiped his forehead and asked, "Does your butt hurt?"

Ning Meng raised her head again, her small mouth was tightly pursed, and her eyes were misty, as if she was about to shed tears in the next second. Jiang Yun felt very painful just looking at it.

"Then I, I... rub it yourself."

Ning Meng nodded, feeling that the pajama pants were all wet with water, and said: "Help me get the gray-green T-shirt skirt in the bag, the pants are wet, I want to change."

Jiang Yun immediately turned around when he heard the words, holding tightly the skirt she wanted, gritted his teeth and asked again: "Do you want to change your underwear?"

"...Let's bring it here together." The aunt's towel was too thick, and she didn't know if the underwear was wet or not.

Jiang Yun put the clothes beside her properly, and said softly, "I'm going to wash my face."

The bathroom door was closed, leaving enough space for her. Ning Meng touched her cheek, which was terribly hot.

Thinking of the series of things that happened just now, it suddenly seemed like a dream.

With her heart beating wildly, Ning Meng got up from the bed with her hands on her hands, and unconsciously let out a hiss.

Tailbone still hurts terribly.

She took off her pajama pants and pajamas, then remembered something, groped to the side of her backpack and found her underwear.

After finishing dressing like a war, Ning Meng whispered, "Okay."

The voice was as thin as a mosquito, but Jiang Yun, who was washing his face in the bathroom, could hear it very clearly.

She washed her face three times, but her brain still didn't wake up for a moment.Looking up at the person in the mirror, his face was still flushed, and his cheeks were scorching hot.

Not caring so much, she walked out of the bathroom with her head down on purpose, and took out a few pieces of paper to wipe her face.

"I'm going to sleep first." Ning Meng whispered.

"it is good."

Jiang Yun turned around after wiping his face and found her lying on her bed.

"Ning Meng...do you want to sleep here?"

"Well, let's change the bed."

There were also some water stains on the sheets, she was really embarrassed to let Jiang Yun sleep on this bed.

Jiang Yun nodded.

Afraid of meeting Jiang Yun's gaze, Ning Meng turned her back to her sideways, with the quilt covering her waist, and her tight T-shirt skirt outlined the shape of her corset.

Jiang Yun took a few glances and frowned: "Why are you still wearing underwear while sleeping?"

Ning Meng's heart shrank suddenly, and she was struggling with how to answer, she said again: "I was too anxious just now, no, I didn't control it well...don't worry, I won't do anything to you."

"..."

Even if she is wearing underwear, what can she do to stop her?

"Go to sleep." Ning Meng said quickly.

Turn off the lights.

The moonlight poured in like flowing water, spreading quietly on the floor of the room.

There was only the low sound of the air conditioner operating in the room. Ning Meng touched the tailbone with her hand and hissed again.

It still hurts.

There was no movement from Jiang Yun's side, and it was unknown if he was asleep or not.

After thinking about a lot of things, Ning Meng turned over and was facing Jiang Yun's side when her hand pillow was tired.

I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could see her vague figure in the dim light, she was lying there.

Feeling inexplicably complicated.

The night was quiet and cool.

Ning Meng whispered: "Jiang Yun, you said you wouldn't like girls."

****

The next day.

As soon as Jiang Yun opened his eyes, he saw Ning Meng facing her side, sleeping and very quiet.

There is no protruding nose, no pouting mouth, nothing that attracts people's attention at all, just sleeping there quietly is enough to make her heart incredibly soft.

I can't move my eyes.

Jiang Yun stared at her for an unknown amount of time, the corners of his mouth rose and fell, fell and rose again.

She looks like she really wants to be hugged by someone, and she doesn't do anything, just being hugged will be very satisfying...

As if tired of being watched, Ning Meng turned around and turned her back to her.

The thin blanket slipped off her body, barely covering her waist.

Jiang Yun couldn't help looking down, and climbed up along her fair and delicate calves, seeing her straight and slender thighs pause for two seconds, and then...the pink underwear.

Not the one she took.

I can vaguely glimpse the imprint of the existence of my aunt's towel.

Jiang Yun blushed, took another look, and finally turned away.

abnormal.

When Xiao Qingyu came over, Ning Meng and Jiang Yun had a slight dispute.

Ning Meng's old injuries were still adding new ones. When she got up, she accidentally fell back on the bed, and her buttocks still hurt obviously.

Jiang Yun then said that he would not go out to play today.

But how could Ningmeng be willing, Xiao Qingyu will come to find them to hang out later, and finally come out, what can I do if I stay in the hotel.

She didn't want to spoil the fun.

Xiao Qingyu entered the door, and the two didn't speak any more.

Ning Meng took a look at Jiang Yun, went into the bathroom with a twist, and before leaving, she specially told Xiao Qingyu: Don't listen to her.

Xiao Qingyu was confused, stood beside Jiang Yun, and punched her with her elbow: "What's wrong with Little Lemon?"

"I won't go out today, she is not feeling well."

"Feet?"

"butt."

"Fuck, you can do it!" Xiao Qingyu suppressed her excited voice deliberately, her eyes filled with shock.

The person who said yesterday that he couldn't force a kiss was raped directly tonight.

She is convinced by the speed of work.

...But I don't know if she should take the responsibility here. After all, after Ning Meng left last night, she kept using Zhao Fan to provoke Jiang Yun.

Zhao Fan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If someone insists on it, you won't have much chance.

Do you think Little Lemon looks like someone who would refuse?

Let me tell you, you just want to save face too much, you imitate Zhao Fan's ability to pester people, and you took Little Lemon down too early.

I don't know what happened, but it actually made Jiang Yun directly...

Xiao Qingyu's eyes glowed green, she really wanted to know the details, even the details on the bed!

"Give your brain a bath." Jiang Yun glanced at her, then went to the bed and folded the quilt.

The author has something to say: Please wash my brain too, I think my mind is full of pornographic waste when I write an article.