I'll kiss you again

Zhou Zhe recently moved his evening self-study from the classroom to Feng Jingjing's study. Under the company and supervision of Feng Jingjing, instead of being distracted by the beauty, his efficiency has soared.

She mulled along the way, and when she reached the gate of Feng's house, she pretended to be very casual and asked, "Do you think that Xiaohai looks good?"

Feng Jingjing stopped opening the door and looked back at her.

Zhou Zhe felt a sense of crisis that his little thoughts were being seen through, and he looked away guiltily, pretending to be looking at the scenery.

Feng Jingjing's voice rang in her ear, with a smile: "It's pretty."

Surprised, she turned her head and saw that the smile on the other person's face was not fake at all. She couldn't help but frowned, "Do you really think he is good-looking?"

Seeing that she was aggrieved and anxious, Feng Jingjing changed the subject and asked with great interest, "Then do you think my dad's assistant, He Qiuhan, is pretty?"

"It's beautiful."

Zhou Zhe commented fairly.

Feng Jingjing spread his hands, "That's all."

The twists and turns became more urgent, "This is different."

Feng Jingjing reached out and scratched the tip of her nose lightly, and said amusedly: "What's the difference? Could it be that you praised Sister He for being beautiful because you have unreasonable thoughts about her?"

After speaking, he opened the door and entered the house.

Zhou Zhe was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized what she meant, and felt a burst of joy in his heart, and followed happily, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a beautiful arc.

Feng Jingjing suddenly turned around and hugged her into his arms, stretched out his hands to tickle her waist maliciously, and asked while playing tricks: "I didn't answer my question for a long time, and said, do you really have unreasonable thoughts about Sister He?" ?”

Twists and turns dodges left and right, panting with laughter in her arms, begging for mercy: "No, no! Really no!"

Feng Jingjing had teased him enough, so he let go of it pretending to be serious, and said, "That is an employee of our family. If you dare to think anything wrong, you must at least pay me the protection fee first."

Unknowingly, Zhou Zhe has seen many different appearances of Feng Jingjing, instead of the stereotyped image of a friendly, reserved, self-disciplined schoolmaster or goddess in the eyes of outsiders.

Even if Feng Jingjing in front of him had just "bullied" her when she was unprepared, Zhou Zhe was delighted by this different discovery.

She smiled and avoided Feng Jingjing's hands trying to tidy her clothes, "I don't want to pay you the protection fee, so I won't have any unreasonable thoughts about your employees!"

If I think about it, I think about you directly!

Feng Jingjing let her slip away, feeling a little disappointed uncontrollably, stood still and waved to her: "Come here."

Zhou Zhe was at the stairs, hugging the handrail and confronting her: "Do you want to ask me to collect protection money? I won't go there."

Feng Jingjing knew that she was pretending to be obedient and obedient, so she raised her foot and walked towards her.

Zhou Zhe had a mischievous smile on his face, quietly waiting for her to approach.

"What do you want to do to me?" She said with a smile, her voice soft and waxy, with a bit of feigned fear.

Feng Jingjing stopped in front of her, trapped her between himself and the guardrail of the stairs, his secretive eyes covered her face, and his smile was vague.

approach slowly.

In a quiet and empty house, with high walls and an old wall clock, the hands are moving very slowly one by one.

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

There was a voice in Zhou Zhe's heart shouting impatiently, "Get away, get away, I'm about to be kissed", but his body froze uncontrollably, waiting for the other party to approach.

Feng Jingjing stopped by her lips, smiled, exhaled warm breath on her face, then turned his head and nibbled on her earlobe.

Not willing to use force.

"You won't be charged a protection fee." Feng Jingjing said, "I've taken you to study the questions for so long, so I'll charge you some tuition."

But Zhou Zhe shuddered all over, and softly called out: "Feng Jingjing!" How could anyone use biting as a tuition fee!

"I'm here." Feng Jingjing looked at her earlobe that was starting to turn red and hot, and whispered in her ear, "What's wrong?"

As if he didn't do anything.

Zhou Zhe struggled to breathe, panting and said: "I seem to be a little short of oxygen."

"Then do you want me to give you artificial respiration?"

Zhou Zhe screamed in his heart, "Fuck!"

How can there be such a provocative person!

She dodged her eyes at a loss, put her hands on Feng Jingjing's shoulders at last, squeezed out a calm smile, and asked falteringly, "Are you telling the truth or not?"

Feng Jingjing was amused by her overly sincere appearance, "Then do you want what I said to be true or false?"

Zhou Zhe thought to himself, of course I hope what you said is true... But will it be taken as a joke?If you want to confess, shouldn't it be more formal?Does life have to have a sense of ritual, let alone this kind of love that has made up its mind to only talk about it for a lifetime?

She struggled for a moment, Feng Jingjing had already moved away from her, backed away a certain distance.

The two no longer faced each other at close range, and the subtle atmosphere of ambiguity and tension just now dissipated more than half, and the air seemed to circulate faster.

Zhou Zhe calmed down a bit, but when he answered Feng Jingjing's question at this time, the atmosphere was a bit out of tune.

"It's getting dark. Let's go upstairs." Feng Jingjing gave her a meaningful look, and joked half-truthfully, "This time I owe you first."

Zhou Zhe hurriedly followed, echoing absently, "I owe you, I owe you."

Entering the room, Feng Jingjing stood at the open door, watched Zhou Zhe come in, and then closed the door behind her with a "bang".

The sudden darkness made Zhou Zhe instinctively panicked and retreated until he retreated to Feng Jingjing, with Feng Jingjing's hand on his back.

As soon as the bodies came into contact, the scene downstairs came back to her mind. Her eyes were blurred, and her senses became more sensitive. Feng Jingjing had a fresh breath, and the place where her wrist touched was tender and smooth. Soft, the sound of breathing is so alluring and beautiful.

"Sorry, I forgot to turn on the light."

Feng Jingjing put her arm and a half around her, and went to the wall to fumble for the light with the other.

It just so happened that Zhou Zhe was also groping for the wall in the dark, and the two hands met inadvertently on the wall, and Zhou Zhe called softly, "Feng Jingjing!"

"I'm here." Feng Jingjing laughed lowly and explained, "You touched my hand, are you scared?"

Zhou Zhe whispered: "No, no, I wasn't frightened." He was just a little excited.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jingjing turned on the light in the room.

Suddenly it was bright as day.

Zhou Zhe squinted his eyes and turned his head to look behind him. Feng Jingjing's face was too close to her, and his eyelashes were about to slap her face.

"I let go," Feng Jingjing let go of her waist, "Do you want to stay in the corner with me and chat?"

Zhou Zhe quickly let go.

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