Self-investment

That "I miss you" contained a myriad of emotions that even Jian Ling couldn't understand. At that time, she was dizzy and could only speak and do things with her instinct. She hugged Luo Yimu when she wanted to hug her, and said Tell her whatever you want, and Jian Ling didn't realize it until the words came out of her mouth. It shouldn't be like this, she should behave more decently, more reserved, and less...less annoying.She was afraid that Luo Yimu would get angry again because of her transgression, so she leaned on her shoulder, looked up cautiously, and secretly looked at Luo Yimu's expression, trying to see if she was impatient.

Fortunately, no, Luo Yimu's arm supported Jian Ling's lower back, and his expression showed no sign of displeasure. With Jian Ling's right arm, he helped her into an empty classroom nearby to rest so that she could relax. tone.

Jian Ling exercised too much, lay on the desk for a long time and couldn't get up, Luo Yimu sat next to her, and took advantage of this delayed time to take out the textbook to draw, Jian Ling knew that she was preparing lessons.

Seriously, Luo Yimu is very charming, especially her hands, which are white and beautiful, the nails are cut short and round, so they look clean, and there is a pure black pen between the thumb and index finger, which makes the fingers whiter beautiful.

Luo Yimu pressed the pages of the book with his left hand, and used a pen to write on the book with his right hand. Jian Ling stared at her hand for 2 minutes, and suddenly felt a little jealous of the book under her hand, wishing that he could possess her right now. Go to that textbook.

Jian Ling stretched out one hand and pressed it on the book, blocking most of Luo Yimu's sight.

Luo Yimu paused his writing hand, lifted it up, and looked at Jian Ling in puzzlement.

Jian Ling lay on the table and smiled at Luo Yimu, holding her left hand, "You are a university teacher, not a college entrance examination student, do you need to race against time? I'm so tired, please talk to me."

In the empty classroom, Jian Ling's voice was very soft, her breath was not very even, and she was light and weak. Even though there was still a seat between Luo Yimu and her, the voice still floated into Luo Yimu's ears like a feather. In the middle, the tip of her ear moved uncontrollably.

Luo Yimu covered the pen and closed the book, then turned to look at her: "What are you talking about?" With her personality, she should have rejected Jian Ling straightforwardly and never dragged her feet, but Jian Ling's request had a weak tone in it. It looked so pitiful, Luo Mu couldn't bear it for a while, and didn't say the words of refusal.

"Sit over here." Jian Ling bent down on the table and hooked the back of her hand, "You are too far away, I can't hear you clearly."

Luo Yimu hesitated for a second, got up and moved a seat, sitting next to Jian Ling.

The corners of Jian Ling's mouth curled up in an obvious arc, "Oops, my arm seems to be numb." She changed from lying on the table to sitting up straight, stretched her waist, and then rested her head on Luo Yimu's chest. "I'm so tired, lend me a pillow."

Luo Yimu lowered his head to catch a glimpse of Jian Ling's flushed and steaming cheeks, and moved his eyes away uncomfortably, the words of refusal stuck in his throat and he swallowed them again.

Jian Ling found a comfortable position to lean on Luo Yimu's shoulder, her soft cheek was pressed against Luo Yimu's shoulder, the broken hair on the top of her head swept into Luo Yimu's collar, her head moved slightly, Luo Yimu There was a light itching on his neck that couldn't be ignored.Luo Yimu sat upright, with both hands on his lap.Jian Ling leaned on her shoulder, their elbows touched elbows, Jian Ling stared intently at the naturally slightly curved slender fingers on her thigh, feeling itchy, first looked up at Luo Yimu to confirm her She wasn't looking at herself, so she secretly raised her right hand and gently placed it on the back of Luo Yimu's left hand. She felt Luo Yimu's arm stiffen, and looked up again, only to see Luo Yimu was also looking down at herself.

Of course, it was impossible not to disturb her with such a big move.

"What are you doing?" Luo Yimu asked with a dry throat.

"I want to touch your hand." Jian Ling was caught on the spot, and she simply turned Luo Yimu's hand over and held it in her own palm, as if she was afraid that she would snatch it away. He hugged her with both hands, and smiled at her with raised eyes, "Can't you?"

She had just run violently, the end of her eyes was faintly red, there seemed to be sparkles in her eyes, even her lips became more moist under the light, as if luring someone to kiss Fangze, Luo Yimu and her They looked at each other, panicked for no reason, quickly moved their eyes away, and stared at the textbook on the table, so the touch on the hand became more obvious, she could feel Jane touching the back of her hand, holding her fingers, and in a short time His nails scratched gently on her fingertips, and then touched the center of her palm along the phalanx, scratching her palm.

The slightest itchiness crawled in from her palm, hit the heart directly from the arm, and then spread from the heart to the limbs. Luo Yimu felt that every blood vessel in his whole body seemed to have been electrified, and the left half of his body was terribly numb. move.

Her throat rolled up and down involuntarily, Jane took her hand, placed it on her heart, raised her body a little, rested her chin on her shoulder, stared straight at her reddened ears, the corners of her mouth curled up With a smile, she whispered in her ear, "Mumu, your heart beats so fast."

The high temperature in her breath gave Luo Yimu the illusion that her ears were scalded. She was flustered and wanted to run away, but Jian Ling hugged her.

"Don't run." Jian Ling's voice was tinged with exhaustion, almost pleading: "Mumu, don't run, I beg you, I'm so tired, if you run away, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up again is you."

"I really like you, why don't you believe me?"

"I've never liked someone so much. Really, even if I hug your clothes to sleep, I feel extremely happy."

"But you always ignore me, I send you messages, and you don't reply for many days..."

Different from the usual frivolity, Jian Ling's soft voice is close at hand, neither high nor low, just the frequency that hits Luo Yimu's heart, so pitiful, with a little humbleness, Luo Yimu has no choice but to soften his heart and stay where he is.

For some reason, she was always soft-hearted towards Jian Ling.

"It's almost ten o'clock." Luo Yimu said.

"Then what's the matter?" Jian Ling had already put her body completely on Luo Yimu's body, she raised her head, kissed Luo Yimu's ear lightly, sniffing Luo Yimu's fragrance like a fascination, like When a cat meets catnip, it cannot stop.

Luo Yimu's throat tightened, and he said hoarsely: "At ten o'clock, the classroom will automatically turn off the lights."

As soon as the words were spoken, the overhead lights went out, and the whole classroom, including the corridor outside, was plunged into darkness, only the moon outside the window, and a faint light and shadow came in through the window lattice.

The darkness magnified Luo Yimu's other senses, and she lost her vision, so her sense of touch became more sensitive. She heard Jian Ling muffled laughter in her ear.

"Wouldn't that be better?" Jian Ling smiled smugly, and her movements became presumptuous. She opened her mouth to enclose Luo Yimu's earlobe, slipped her wet and warm tongue over the earlobe, and Luo Yimu's back seemed to be crawling with ten thousand ants. , She gritted her teeth and trembled.

"Jane Ling!" Luo Yimu gave a dangerous warning, "I'm going to be angry."

"Don't!" Jian Ling was most afraid that she would get angry, so she hurriedly let go of her ears, and implored, "My dear sister, don't be angry with me." She whispered pitifully in Luo Yimu's ear, calling her "Okay." "Sister" and "Good Mumu", but they didn't stop at all, and turned to attack her nape, leaving a wet and soft mark all the way, "Good Mumu, take pity on me, I think you think quickly Become crazy……"

Jian Ling still had the aftereffects of excessive exercise all over her body, her limbs were weak, her legs were sore as hell, and her throat still smelled of dry blood, but she couldn't control anything, thinking about it day and night The person she loves is right in front of her eyes, she just wants to kiss her and hug her, not to let her go.

"Mumu, kiss me." Jian Ling rubbed on Luo Yimu's neck, moaning, "Kiss me, and I will listen to you in the future. I like you so much, I don't care about anything." Listen to you."

The continuous begging made Luo Yimu's last line of psychological defense defeated. She embraced Jian Ling excitedly, kissed her forehead, her cheek, and lightly pecked at the tip of her nose. Her heart was about to jump out. , This feeling is very novel, it makes people look forward to and fear, she has never had such an experience before, Luo Yimu is blind in the dark, can't see anything, but she can find it accurately only by Jian Ling's breathing. Where her lips were, she brushed across the tip of her nose, kissed the corner of her mouth, felt the trembling of Jian Ling's shoulders under her hands, she tilted her head, and was about to touch her lips, but suddenly her ears moved, and she heard a The sound of footsteps came from afar.

Luo Yimu's face changed drastically, he grabbed Jian Ling's shoulders and pushed her down in the seat, warning in a low voice: "Don't move."

Jian Ling was pressed on the chair by her, with her back pressed against the cold chair back, her eyes were surprisingly bright in the dark, but it was a pity that Luo Yimu couldn't see.Jian Ling nodded, and looked out of the window with bated breath, only to hear the sound of footsteps approaching from far to near, a beam of light came in from the window, barely swept past them, then moved away, and then randomly swept around the classroom.

It's a security guard patrolling the night.

Luo Yimu was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't dare to breathe. She couldn't see Jian Ling at such a close distance, but Jian Ling could clearly see the flustered expression on her face through the faint moonlight. .

Jian Ling rolled her eyes, and with a bad intention, she deliberately called her name, "Mumu."

Luo Yimu's face froze in fright, and he covered her mouth indiscriminately.

Jian Ling stuck out her tongue and licked Luo Yimu's palm.

The slippery, soft tongue left a watermark on his palm, Luo Yimu seemed to be scalded by boiling water, he moved his hand away from Jian Ling's face, distracted for a moment, and Jian Ling accidentally grabbed his collar.

Before she could react, Jian Ling had already pressed her collar and pulled her down, letting her lips press against his own.

The movement was too big, Jian Ling's calf kicked on the table, and there was a light sound, and the flashlight of the security guard swept towards them again, "Who's there!?"

Luo Yimu was forced to touch Jian Ling's lips, and opened his eyes wide in the darkness.