your view my city

The next day, Qian Xian heard Fu Jingcheng's singing as she wished.Although there were only two sentences in Spanish, Fu Jingcheng's singing seemed to be imprinted on Qian Xian's heart, lingering in her mind for a long time.

"I thought you were singing out of tune. Otherwise, why wouldn't you sing to me!" Qian Xian curled her lips.

Fu Jingcheng smiled and said nothing.

"The rehearsal is basically going well, and then we have to decide on the costumes..." Qian Xian continued: "Ahem, let me tell you, I'm the planner! If you don't want to wear messy clothes, you'd better bribe me!"

Fu Jingcheng put his arms around Qian Xian and approached her ear: "That's natural, but I don't know how to bribe." Fu Jingcheng breathed in Qian Xian's ear ambiguously, and Fu Jingcheng smirked.

Qian Xian blushed, but still pretended to be serious and said, "Then you have to think about it!"

"I don't know if the master planner will like it..." Fu Jingcheng touched his chin as if thinking.

Qian Xian finally couldn't take it anymore, blushed and pushed Fu Jingcheng away, and ran back home.

Sure enough, I misjudged her!Qian Xian always thought that Fu Jingcheng's EQ was low.But I don't know that I am so stupid.

Play pig eat tiger.She thought of such a word.

The program of the theatrical performance has entered the rehearsal stage, and the opening song in charge of Qian Xian has also begun to choose costumes.

Fu Jingcheng was training again after school that day, and Qian Xian was discussing costumes with the performers of the opening song.Record everyone's dress, and then make adjustments.

It didn't take long for everyone to finish. Qian Xian went back to the basketball court and waited for Fu Jingcheng.

While training, Fu Jingcheng looked at Qian Xian from time to time, who was resting her chin on her face, hoping to end the training quickly and hug that cute girl.

About 15 minutes later, Lao Zhang said something and let it go.Fu Jingcheng just wiped off his sweat and approached Qian Xian.After taking her hand, he left the basketball hall and entered the locker room next to him.

As soon as she entered the door, Qian Xian was hugged by Fu Jingcheng who turned around. She froze before she realized it, and slowly stretched out her hand to hug her back.

"You, you smell so good..." Qian Xian took a breath and said.

Fu Jingcheng laughed out loud: "Seriously, I'm covered in sweat."

Qian Xian buried her head into her neck, took a deep breath and said, "It smells really good..."

Fu Jingcheng let go of her, bowed his head and approached her.Qian Xian swallowed nervously, and closed her eyes in a panic.

Fu Jingcheng became ill-intentioned, looked at Qian Xian who had her eyes closed tightly, and gave up the idea of ​​kissing her.Moving to the ear, exhaling lightly: "I'm about to change clothes, can you stay and watch?"

Qian Xian suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at her.

"Huh?" The smile in those eyes seemed to overflow.

"Uh, I'll go out and wait." After speaking, he ran out of the locker room in a panic.

coward.Fu Jingcheng smiled and shook his head, raised his hand and took off his sweaty short sleeves.

Qian Xian stood outside the door and patted her face vigorously, grinning again in pain.After waiting for a few minutes, Fu Jingcheng came out, grabbed Qian Xian and left.

"Well... we were discussing clothing today, and I'll help you decide if you're not here." Qian Xian secretly smiled.

"Okay, what am I wearing?"

"Floral floral floor-length skirt and chiffon hollow jacket." Qian Xian blinked, peeping at Fu Jingcheng's expression and continued, "The hair is let loose, and then curled up, um... and I need to wear a bowknot headband." !"

Fu Jingcheng's complexion was already ugly, and he hesitated to speak when he heard Qian Xian's words.

"How is it? It must be very suitable for you!" Qian Xian asked, biting her lips maliciously.

"Qin Ci..."

"Huh?" Qian Xian smiled.

"I do not want……"

"You don't like it? But I've made a deal with them, it's hard to change..."

"..."

"I told you I wanted to bribe you for planning—hey!" Qian Xian was pushed to the wall at the corner of the stairs, and then Fu Jingcheng's lips moved closer.

Qian Xian's sweat broke out from the kiss that was just tasted and ended, and she pushed Fu Jingcheng away in embarrassment, "This is the school!"

"Is that enough? This bribe." Fu Jingcheng licked his lips, and his peach-colored lips were moistened and looked crystal clear.Seeing this, Qian Xian quickly covered her nose to divert her gaze.

"Change! You can wear whatever you want!" No nosebleeds...

"Thank you, Master Planner!" Fu Jingcheng smiled with satisfaction and dragged Qian Xian out of the school.

"Oh, do you want to come to my house? Help me choose clothes." Fu Jingcheng asked.

"Ah..." Qian Xian couldn't help but think of the last time in her room, Fu Jingcheng's bathrobe was half taken off, and she was still sleeping on her bed... "No, don't."

"Oh, it's really sad to be rejected." Fu Jingcheng sighed, with a regretful expression on his face.

Qian Xian hesitated for a long time but did not muster up the courage to say that she agreed to go to Fu Jingcheng's house.

How cowardly.

"Hmm... I remember you were wearing a long white shirt and pencil pants. If you don't want your hair to fall down, you can also use a ponytail." Dressed in a proper abstinence style, Qian Xian swallowed again.

Fu Jingcheng narrowed his eyes, and squeezed Qian Xian's hand tightly: "Listen to you."

During the rehearsal stage, everyone became more and more busy, even Hong Si was too busy to tease Qian Xian.

All preparations have been made on the last Friday before the arrival of the Art Week, and everyone can spend the weekend easily.

Qian Xian and Fu Jingcheng went to the park corridor after school.

"Jingcheng, shall we go shopping tomorrow?" Qian Xian sat cross-legged facing Fu Jingcheng, took her hand and rubbed it carefully, loving it.

"Okay." Fu Jingcheng looked down at Qian Xian concentrating on fiddling with his fingers, and couldn't help smiling: "Is it so fun?"

Qian Xian blushed, and subconsciously let go.He rubbed his palms and felt that he still couldn't touch them enough, so he grabbed that fair hand again and smiled shyly.

"Well...the first four days of the Art Week have different themes. I want to go shopping with you..." Qian Xian looked up at Fu Jingcheng with anticipation in her eyes.

Rubbing Qian Xian's hair, "Okay." Fu Jingcheng agreed.

Qian Xian smiled happily and rolled her eyes, leaned closer and asked, "Can I buy couple clothes?"

Fu Jingcheng smiled: "Okay."

"Where's the girlfriend outfit?"

"...Are we wearing boudoir outfits?"

"I'm just kidding! How about buying you a dress?" Qian Xian pushed forward.

"...Resignation."

"A floor-length dress with literary and artistic floral prints..." Qian Xian remembered the dress she had imagined for Fu Jingcheng when she was tricking her.

"..." Fu Jingcheng narrowed his eyes.

"Add a bowknot headband—uh..." Qian Xian was teasing Fu Jingcheng complacently, but her mouth was suddenly gagged.

Fu Jingcheng pressed Qian Xian to the pillar of the corridor behind her, pulled out the hand that Qian Xian was holding and interlocked her fingers.The other hand reached out to Qian Xian's waist and hugged her tightly.

He licked and bit Qian Xian's lips maliciously, but he didn't penetrate deeply.Provoking Qian Xian to groan, she opened her watery eyes.

Fu Jingcheng looked deeply at Qian Xian, stopped the movement of his lips, and just pressed them quietly without moving.

"Do you still want a floral dress?" Fu Jingcheng bit Qian Xian's lower lip without moving his eyes.

Qian Xian was so panicked that her eyelashes trembled, she said obediently, "No more..."

"Where's the bow tie?" He stuck out his tongue against Qian Xian's tightly closed lips, waiting for her to open her mouth to answer.

Qian Xian didn't dare to speak, and shook her head in panic.Chuchu looked at Fu Jingcheng pitifully, looking cute.

Fu Jingcheng was satisfied, "Good boy, open your mouth."

Without waiting for Qian Xian's reaction, she stretched out her hand and pinched Qian Xian's chin with a little force, her lips opened naturally, and her tongue stuck in.

After kissing for a while, Fu Jingcheng let go of Qian Xian, who was flushed and out of breath.He squeezed her face, and then poked her cheek with his fingers, like treating a doll.

"Hey, just now... was, was seen by someone, what should I do?"

"coward."

9:[-] a.m. on a Saturday morning and the sun is shining brightly.The autumn wind in mid-October is still not biting, and it is blowing gently.

Fu Jingcheng came to the downstairs of Building 14, Area B, Linshui'an, and Qian Xian ran down after a while.

"I finally dared to drag you out in the morning!" Qian Xian jumped two brisk steps with her hands behind her back, and her two long braids also rose and fell, very cute.

"Why didn't you dare before?" Fu Jingcheng yawned, and took Qian Xian's hand to hold.

Qian Xian glanced at her: "You are angry for getting up, the air pressure is extremely low in the morning."

"Huh?" Fu Jingcheng rubbed his eyes in confusion: "Why don't I know?"

"But I'm not afraid now." Qian Xian smiled complacently.

Fu Jingcheng also hooked his lips into a smile, and squeezed Qian Xian's hand tightly.

The two got on the bus and planned to go to the department store in the city center.

There were not many people in the car, Fu Jingcheng and Qian Xian sat in the last row.

"Cute." Fu Jingcheng wrapped his fingers around Qian Xian's braid and said so.

Qian Xian was shy, and immediately noticed Fu Jingcheng's casually combed ponytail, approached her and said, "Then let me braid it for you?"

"..." Fu Jingcheng put down Qian Xian's braid silently, pretending not to hear.

Qian Xian snickered, she knew that Fu Jingcheng was not suitable for cute hairstyles, but she still wanted to tease her.

She remembered that the second year after she left China, Fu Jingcheng cut her hair short.Although she is still very beautiful, Qian Xian has secretly felt sorry for her for a long time, and she still thinks that Fu Jingcheng's long hair looks good.

She always loves the ponytail that is always tied up casually and the natural sideburns.

"Jingcheng," Qian Xian approached Fu Jingcheng's ear, "Can you promise me something?"

Only then did Fu Jingcheng react, he frowned and turned to look at her: "I don't want..."

Qian Xian laughed out loud: "It's not braiding."

Fu Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay."

"Why don't you ask?" Qian Xian raised her eyebrows, and said again: "If you are asked to wear floral flowers and mop the floor—"

"Qin resignation!"

"Okay, I'm kidding. I want you to promise me not to cut my hair short, okay?"

Fu Jingcheng froze for a moment, saw Qian Xian's serious eyes, and nodded.

The author has something to say:

After revising this article, I always feel that it is very different from the writing style of the new article. I wonder if I wrote it myself...

The new article is "The Windy City", and I always feel that it is simpler and rude to call it "The Cool Roommate Falls in Love with Me". . .

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