ID number 019

This book is given to me one by one. "

"This is the boyfriend's treatment." Chen Yang zipped up his backpack.

Chao Jian struggled to pinch the milk tablets in her hand, gritted her teeth and said, "You'd better take it back, I'm afraid I'll be greedy."

Chen Yang: "..."

As soon as he pretended to take the milk flakes back, Chao Jian quickly put the milk flakes into the pocket of his wet clothes: "Brother Yang, I think this is a challenge, I should be able to control myself."

Chen Yang twitched, letting you say everything.

"The hair has grown." Chen Yang touched Chao Jian's soft black hair.

Chao Jian tore the milk film: "Cut it when you get back."

Chen Yang picked up his forehead hair: "Let's tie up Xiaojiujiu."

"Okay." Chao Jian finished peeling off the milk slices, gave them to Chen Yang first, and waited for him to eat, then Chao Jian peeled them for herself.

Not long after, Chao Jian got a rubber band from somewhere and tied it up with a little Jiujiu.

Chen Yang caught a cold and shivered from time to time. After he left, he sat down on the leather sofa on the first floor of the shopping mall.

Chao Jian squatted in front of the sofa, lowered her head and took off Chen Yang's wet shoes, held his cold feet, stuffed them into her clothes, and pressed against her warm abdominal muscles that rose and fell with her breathing.

Chen Yang remembered the scene on the A3 floor almost instantly.

"The cold air comes in from the soles of your feet. I'll cover it for you." Chao Jian nagged, "There's a shoe store in front, and I'll get you a pair of clean shoes and clothes in a while. ..."

Chen Yang bent over and approached.

The nagging stopped abruptly, and Chao Jane's ears turned red, and she muttered in a low voice: "Don't come so close to me."

"Now I'm shy." Chen Yang moved his legs, and his feet jumped over his abs.

Chao Jian's back stiffened instantly, and her voice was hoarse: "Brother Yang, you... don't move."

He didn't say anything else, just made a swallowing movement, and tightened his grip on Chen Yang's ankle, his palm was very hot.

"Didn't you have the privilege of being a boyfriend? Why are you in such a panic?" Chen Yang blew on his unreal face.

Chao Jian said nothing.

After a while, he said distressedly and innocently: "I'm y, I'm sorry."

Chen Yang: "..."

"It's not your fault, 19 years old is really full of blood." Chen Yang was about to take out his feet, and the hands that were holding his ankles were tightening, holding them like a baby, and he coughed, "Don't cover it, let's go find it." Put on your shoes and clothes."

Chao Jian slowly let go of her hand, and did not forget to rub Chen Yang's slender ankle a few times during the process.

When Chen Yang was putting on his shoes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chao Jian's lit phone screen, his breath was stagnant, and a gust of hot sugar water poured over his heart.

Chaojian's screen saver is a piece of letter paper with handwritten pen characters on it.

The handwriting is fluent and powerful, with both pure fiery piety and turbulent solitary courage. It was written by Chao Jian herself.

A total of two sentences.

——I fell in love with a person, and I was his comrade in arms, his partner, and his good boy.

——He is my sun and moon, mountains and seas, and the rising sun.