I'll kiss you again

Zhou Zhe touched his hair, um, it was quite soft.

He touched his face again, um, it was quite tender.

Then he secretly took out his mobile phone, intending to carefully examine whether his face could seduce Feng Jingjing by looking at the screen.

Just as he was about to take a sneak peek at Feng Jingjing to see if Feng Jingjing had time to pay attention to himself, he met his gaze.

Zhou Zhe was surprised and embarrassed, looked at Feng Jingjing and smirked: "How long have you been looking at me?"

Feng Jingjing didn't realize that he was discovered by peeping at all, and said calmly, "I've been watching since you were in a daze."

Zhou Zhe felt guilty, "I was thinking about how to write this question, no, not completely in a daze."

After she finished speaking, she quickly lowered her head and picked up the pen to write the question.

The title asks "Please analyze why the author wrote 'I' in the penultimate paragraph of the article to invite a friend to eat a bowl of beef noodles instead of a bowl of haggis", Zhou Zhe was taken aback, thinking that of course people can eat whatever they like, Why is this kind of issue brought up for discussion?

Just at a loss.

She wrote nonsense with a pen, and her handwriting was flamboyant, quite uninhibited.

It's not the first time Feng Jingjing reminded her about handwriting. This time, she also didn't tact with her, telling her to be honest when writing and not to drift.

Zhou Zhe murmured with a smile, and explained casually, "Occupational disease, I'm used to it."

A strange feeling flashed across Feng Jingjing's heart. Before hearing Zhou Zhe's explanation, she was still thinking amusedly, no wonder the other party will become a doctor in the future, and this dragon-flying font that her parents don't recognize has already possessed the demeanor of a doctor.

She asked, "What occupational disease?"

The twists and turns of thinking immediately separated from the reading and analysis questions in front of me, and I was startled, and vaguely brought this slip of the tongue, "Occupational diseases are students' occupational diseases. Couldn't find a few."

Zhou Zhe looked at her with a dry smile, gently pinched the corner of her clothes and tugged, and said pitifully: "Come and help me find out what is going on with this question, isn't beef noodles and haggis soup love?" Which one should I eat?"

Feng Jingjing could see that she was deliberately changing the topic, and when he was suspicious, he could only follow her wishes and stop entangled in that question.

As Feng Jingjing approached, Zhou Zhe was enveloped by the elegant aura of the other party, he felt comfortable physically and mentally, breathing became a kind of enjoyment, and his heartbeat kept beating.

"You smell so good." She sighed sincerely.

Feng Jingjing laughed and said, "Why didn't I smell it, it should just be shampoo or something like that."

Zhou Zhe shook his head seriously, turned around and approached her neck, sniffed her neck as if asking for proof, and muttered, "It feels different, I used your bathroom last time, but I didn't have your body. It tastes exactly the same."

Feng Jingjing looked down at her, stretched out a slender finger to slightly lift her chin, stared into her eyes and asked, "What's the reason? Why don't I take off all my clothes and let you study it carefully?" "

Zhou Zhe's face was dyed with a gorgeous blush at a speed visible to the naked eye, and she pulled her hand away from her face, muttering in a strange way: "Why do you like to tease people so much?"

Feng Jingjing then put his hand on her shoulder, bent down and put it next to her ear and asked, "Then why are you so careless? I haven't blushed yet, but your face turned red like this."

Zhou Zhe raised his eyes and saw Feng Jingjing's other hand brought a mirror to their faces.

In the mirror, Zhou Zhe's flushed cheek and another face near her ear were clearly displayed.

Feng Jingjing's ears were also a little hot, but he couldn't take care of himself, he didn't notice this small change, and it was too late to take the mirror away in a hurry, and he didn't have time to tease the other party.

Silently, she pushed away Feng Jingjing's hand that was holding the mirror to see him, and deviated to another direction, holding her face with both hands, feeling a lot better with the coolness coming.

Feng Jingjing pretended to be stupid and said in a daze: "Everyone is a girl, why are you so shy?"

Zhou Zhe broke the jar and said, "You are not shy, then let me kiss you."

Feng Jingjing said: "I almost forgot when I said that."

After she said this, she turned and walked away, staring at the direction she was moving, and asked, "What did you forget?"

Feng Jingjing finally stopped by the trash can and said seriously: "Let me count how many boxes of medicine I have taken in the past two days. You still owe me a lot of debts."

Zhou Zhe opened his eyes wide: "You really want to settle accounts with me like this?"

Feng Jingjing has been rummaging through the trash can for the empty medicine box that was thrown in two days ago, counting how many times she took the medicine in the past two days more rigorously than math problems.

Twists and turns should be a little nervous, but when seeing Feng Jingjing like this, he couldn't help laughing, "I owe too much, can I pay it in installments, can I pay it back once a day?"

Feng Jingjing had already finished the statistics, walked over and took out a sticky note to record the figures, and after thinking about it for a while, nodded with difficulty: "Alright."

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zhe stood up, and suddenly put his hands around her shoulders, and pressed his whole body against her body, looking at her with bright eyes, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear clearly: " Then I'll start."

Feng Jingjing's eyebrows and eyes were close at hand, Zhou Zhe's eyes focused on tracing their outlines and shapes, and they were so hot that they were about to burn.

The result of the body sticking to the body is that each other's heartbeats are intertwined, and there is no way to tell whose heartbeat is stronger now.

"let's start."

Feng Jingjing's smile was not as easy as usual, she was just better at teasing Zhou Zhe with her mouth, and could often make the other party flustered. As for kissing and even further actions, she was not as experienced as Zhou Zhe.

In other words, both of them are novices among novices when it comes to real gun combat.

kiss?How to kiss, how to kiss?Do you want to pout your lips in advance, or should you close your eyes and take a deep breath...Zhou Zhe pondered over this seemingly insignificant but important question in less than half a second.

She pushed Feng Jingjing once, and then again, until she pushed Feng Jingjing against the wall, and there was no room for her to retreat. She stared at the other party's red and tender lips and swallowed.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, kiss first, then talk, you can still dislike my skill!Zhou Zhe was heartbroken, and put his face against it.

Just about to bump into each other, Feng Jingjing's cell phone beeped untimely, which seemed extremely abrupt, completely ruining the atmosphere that had been brewing.

Zhou Zhe let out a long sigh and walked away annoyed.

Feng Jingjing answered the phone: "Sister He, what's the matter?"

He Qiuhan said on the phone that she was ordered by Feng Xiaotang to come over to see how Feng Jingjing had just fallen ill.

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, and He Qiuhan said that she was at the door.

Zhou Zhe: "Oh."

Feng Jingjing let people in.

He Qiuhan brought a lot of food over, and seeing that both of them were in low spirits, he was stunned for a moment: "Xiao Zhe, you are also sick, right? Why don't you look so good?"

Seeing that his emotions were clearly noticed, Zhou Zhe restrained himself a little, and said, "I'm not sick. The reason for my bad complexion is..."

She hesitated.

Feng Jingjing looked at her with deep meaning.

Zhou Zhe: "It's because I still owe a lot of debts to others."

He Qiuhan was a little surprised when he placed the food, and said seriously: "Xiao Zhe, if you are in trouble outside and owe money to others and it is inconvenient to tell your family, I will borrow you to pay off the debt first?"

Zhou Zhe shook his head: "No, Sister He, this... I don't owe anyone money, maybe what I owe is a debt of affection."

After she finished speaking, she suppressed a smile and quickly glanced at Feng Jingjing.

Feng Jingjing didn't expect her to explain it this way, she lowered her head and pretended to be seriously unpacking the food packaging, trying not to laugh out loud in front of He Qiuhan.

He Qiuhan was even more puzzled now, blinking a pair of clear and bright eyes and staring at Zhou Zhe: "No, I didn't expect Xiao Zhe to be a master of love."

Twists and turns: "I'm sorry, Sister He." It's just a poor child whose first kiss was delayed halfway through.

He Qiuhan didn't think Zhou Zhe was serious. After all, this was someone who was so close to Feng Nannan that he could wear a pair of pants. He couldn't get along without talking nonsense.

After she put down her things, she went back to Feng Xiaotang to report back. As a life assistant, besides taking care of the boss's two children, she was also responsible for cleaning up the mess in the boss's private life.A few days ago, that woman didn't know where her madness came from. She insisted that she was pregnant with Feng Xiaotang's child. She was blocking the door of the company or the apartment every day, crying, making trouble and hanged herself to let Feng Xiaotang marry her. Feng Xiaotang had a headache, He Qiuhan The life assistant also has a headache.

After He Qiuhan left, Zhou Zhe and Feng Jingjing ate relatively silently, and neither of them mentioned the incident that He Qiuhan was interrupted before he came.

After eating, I went into the study silently to do the questions.

As Zhou Zhe was writing, Feng Jingjing came over and hugged her from behind.

When she wanted to react, Feng Jingjing's right hand went around behind her and grabbed her right hand, "Don't move."

"doing what?"

Zhou Zhe's right hand was held in the palm of her hand. Hearing what she said, he didn't dare to move for the time being. He tightly squeezed the penholder in his hand, breathing carefully.

Feng Jingjing grabbed her right hand and squeezed the pen holder together with her, and said logically: "Of course it is to save your arrogant font."

Zhou Zhe maintained the posture of being hugged by her, the joints all over his body were a little stiff, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

Feng Jingjing bit her ear and ordered: "Relax, or I won't be able to control the strength in your hand."

Zhou Zhe was bitten and it was even more difficult to relax.

Teaching handwriting by hand is a matter that requires extreme patience. When it comes to Zhou Zhe and Feng Jingjing, what is needed is not only patience, but also determination.

When the twists and turns were let go, it was like going through a long-distance race, and the whole person was a little exhausted.

Excitement is one aspect, the main thing is to follow the rules and write... It's really exhausting my wife's energy!

Feng Jingjing looked at the page written by the two of them holding hands, half crooked, half madly dancing, couldn't help the attack of perfectionism, and frowned slightly.

Zhou Zhe saw that she wanted to teach. She was about to cry: "Come here first today, okay, I, I seem to be a little thirsty, I want to drink water, and I don't want to practice calligraphy."

"Okay, you continue to do the questions, and I'll get you some water."

Feng Jingjing turned and left.

Zhou Zhe lay limply on the desk, staring at the densely magnified words in front of him, his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Feng Jingjing returned here 10 minutes later, and just opened the door, what he saw was Zhou Zhe lying on the table and sleeping peacefully.

The desk was facing the door obliquely, and from a distance, Feng Jingjing could still see the thick and slender eyelashes of the other party, like two small brushes, trembling slightly with breathing.

When he fell asleep, Zhou Zhe slightly pouted his pink lips, his nose bridge was straight, and the tip of his nose was slightly raised. Against the background of the dark desk, his skin looked white and tender, beautiful and well-behaved.

Feng Jingjing gently put down the water he brought, came to sit beside her lightly, and sat down, fixedly looking at the face in front of him that he could only see from a distance.

Once the taste of greed appears within easy reach, self-sufficient people will also lose control and go crazy.

Zhou Zhe in his sleep uttered a soft dream, smacked his lips, and then let out a cute chuckle, the corners of his lips curled into a warm and charming arc.

Feng Jingjing watched and watched, and gradually fell into a trap.

At this moment, she only had this person in her heart, and she forgot the time, place, and what she wanted to do at the beginning, but simply followed the desire in her heart, and slowly approached him.

It wasn't until a kiss was printed on the corner of the other party's mouth that he smiled with satisfaction.

As soon as he raised his eyes, a familiar figure came into sight at the door.

The two people inside and outside the door looked at each other, and they both saw consternation in each other's eyes.

Feng Nannan swore that she didn't peek on purpose, she just... went home early but didn't say hello.

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