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"Do you want to kiss me?"

Zhai Xin's deliberately low voice was extraordinarily mellow and intoxicating in a room where only two of them were alone.

Sang Xiaohua shook her head reflexively.

As soon as he shook his head, he regretted it.Actually, I really want to kiss... I've always wanted to know what it's like to kiss someone I like.

"It's too late to regret it now." Zhai Xin said with a smile, "Why don't you try?"

Foul!

Sang Xiaohua had the urge to cover her face with her hands.

A kiss that comes naturally and naturally is completely different from a kiss that is invited, with a little more temptation and a sense of shame, which is a test of Sang Xiaohua's face.

To be stared at by Zhai Xinxin with such a smile on his face, and then to kiss him on his own initiative... I'm really ashamed!

Zhai Xin was just teasing him, seeing his face changing several expressions back and forth, so he said with a smile: "Is it so difficult? Let's count—"

"No, no, no!" Sang Xiaohua interrupted hastily, "I, I, I..."

"Just a kiss." Sang Xiaohua raised a finger as if to promise, "Do nothing else."

"Pfft." Zhai Xin couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you laughing at me?" Sang Xiaohua spoke with a Taiwanese accent, "It's really embarrassing, this."

Zhai Xin shook his head while laughing, the corners of his eyes wrinkled into laughter lines, pushed away the chair and stood up.Sang Xiaohua watched his movement, and slowly moved back.Zhai Xin's upper body crossed half of the table and pinched his chin.

Eye on each other!

Sang Xiaohua really wanted to look back, but his eyes were stuck on Zhai Xin's face and he couldn't get it off. He was so nervous that his heartbeat and BGM disappeared, and his chest was suffocating.

Zhai Xin is getting closer and closer to him!The villain in Sang Xiaohua's heart cheered collectively: "Ah, ah, ah, four countries!"There are still ten centimeters!Nine centimeters!Aww, five centimeters!

Sang Xiaohua's lips were trembling badly, her breathing was short of breath, and her face was flushed to the base of her neck.

This is simply more exciting than hiding in the room and secretly watching pornographic films when I was a child.The dry and hot breath was intertwined, and he could feel the temperature of the opponent's body through the air. He closed his eyes unconsciously, and raised his chin in line with Zhai Xin's movements.

"Good boy." Zhai Xin seemed to sigh, and pressed his lips gently.

How should I put it, the feeling at this moment.

The long-drought desert meets the rain that falls once in a hundred years, the dried-up fish finds a clean water source, the traveling prodigal son meets an idle house, and the solitary flowers in the countryside meet the long-overdue vigorous spring.

The soft brilliance of the moonlight dispelled the layers of clouds, and the white body leaned out, looking down at the vast and prosperous land.

The flowers with dewdrops are blooming.

"Open your mouth, Xiao Hua." Zhai Xin said softly, "I'll teach you."

Will tongue kissing for the first time be too explosive!Sang Xiaohua gritted her teeth when she was nervous, and Zhai Xin had no choice but to rub against his lips lightly, finally biting his lower lip to finish.

Sang Xiaohua is about to explode.

Every pore of his was making a revolution, rumbling and rioting, causing his expression to be a little numb, and he was still frozen before the kiss.

He couldn't see Zhai Xin's expression, nor the smile in his eyes until he opened his eyes.

Who's going to tell him what to do after the kiss?

How can I not be embarrassed?Do you laugh twice?Or do you want to compliment the other party on how good your kissing skills are?

Zhai Xin's breath gradually retreated from the top of his head, and Sang Xiaohua's eyelashes trembled, as if hesitating whether to open them or not.

Zhai Xin stretched out his hand and flicked it gently on his forehead.

"Aww." Sang Xiaohua opened her eyes and covered her forehead. "what?"

"Do you like it?" Zhai Xin asked, "Kiss."

Is it really okay to ask such a direct question!

Sang Xiaohua: "...can't you be more reserved?"

Zhai Xin rubbed his head with a smile. "Are you full? I'll clean it up."

You're really used to it... Sang Xiaohua complained silently in his heart. He looked down at the half of the rice left in front of him, and felt that he had no appetite at all. He wanted Zhai Xin more than eating.

Because it's so comfortable!

Zhai Xin reached out to take the bowl in front of him, but he grabbed his wrist and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"Can... do it again?" Sang Xiaohua blushed and lowered his head, he felt like a teenage girl with cardamom who had just begun to fall in love.

It's really too unmanly, what the hell!But the man can't get up at all, what the hell!

Zhai Xin held his hand instead.

With a jump in his heart, he raised his head to meet Zhai Xin's falling gaze.Zhai Xin: "No, wait until you catch up with me."

Sang Xiaohua: "..."

What the hell is this with a trial pack!

After Zhai Xin finished washing, he went out while wiping his hair, and found several new messages on his phone.

Zhai Ying: Ahahahahahahahaha congratulations!

Sang Lu: Look at my uncle's Weibo... Are you eating it?

Sang Xiaohua: Good night!

Sang Xiaohua withdrew a message.

Sang Xiaohua: [Moon]

He raised the corner of his mouth and replied to Sang Xiaohua first: "Good night."

Sang Xiaohua really said good night, and didn't send another message.It really makes people angry and funny, really think he doesn't know that he is still checking Weibo every night in the middle of the night?

Sang Lu sent another message: He just asked me how to chase men... Teacher, how do you want him to chase?

Zhai Xin typed a few words: Let him do his best.

Sang Lu: [OK]

Sang Lu: I will give him a comprehensive training soon, just wait!

He and Sang Xiaohua's little niece got acquainted by chance.He was standing in the corridor to cool off during the class break. From the corner of his eye, he saw the little girl secretly taking pictures of him, so he walked towards her.Sang Lu was stunned by his reaction and let him take the phone away from her.

"Who are you sending it to?" He looked at the photo, it was not bad, it felt good, and he looked quite young.

"I don't want to send it to anyone." Sang Lu insisted, "I admire you so much, I just use it as a souvenir!"

He smiled and returned the phone to her: "To Sang Xiaohua?"

Sang Lu's eyes widened: "...Huh?"

Then it became so familiar.Every day, Sang Lu happily told him what she knew about Sang Xiaohua, talked about their family, and Sang Xiaohua's various little habits.

"My uncle has the physique of an ostrich." The little girl summed it up very logically, "You have to die at the moment. You like him——"

"I do not like him."

"Oh." Sang Lu said, "You don't like him, you just ask me 360 ​​degrees without any dead ends, I understand."

Zhai Xin: "..."

After replying to everyone's message, he remembered the letter Shen Wenjing sent him.There are a few wrinkles on the letter, which may have been pinched by Sang Xiaohua.He picked up his glasses and put them on, tore open the cover, and took out two pieces of letter paper inside.

Sure enough, it was exactly as he thought. Shen Wenjing said that he had already reconciled with his wife, and hoped that this matter could be kept private. That's all, and his wife was willing to make compensation.

He put the letter back in the envelope and put it back on the desk.

"This is a legal society, young man." He took off his glasses, walked up to the balcony, and heard the soft sound of music coming from Sang Xiaohua's room downstairs.

Isn't this very exciting, good night.

Refreshing the Weibo, the Weibo of the editor Lingzhou was calm, but following the link Sang Lu gave him, he found another homepage.

45 minutes ago. @Lang Well Lang Xiaohua'er: Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

45 minutes ago. @Langmalang Xiaohua'er: He kissed me, he kissed me, he kissed me!

two hours ago. @Langma Lang Xiaohuaer: Alas, I still haven't been able to catch up with the male god today.

fart.Zhai Xin's finger slid down, when did you catch up.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

A day in the life of a procrastinator and a workaholic editor.

Workaholic Lingzhou: God, your collection is almost [-], don't you think about V?

Qingqing Zijin: ...ah.Wait for me to finish coding and save the manuscript.

Workaholic Lingzhou: You said the same thing yesterday.

Qingqing Zijin: Ah... that's right.I forgot.

Workaholic Lingzhou: So how many manuscripts have you coded?

Qingqing Zijin: Let me see.

Qingqing Zijin: Three hundred.

Workaholic Lingzhou: ...

(╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻Go to your uncle and write the code for me! I'm going to knock on the ceiling!