bow down under the skirt of a rival

Because of making out in the so-called "difu culture propaganda place", Jin Yang can't touch Ling Ji for half a month! ?

Jin Yang didn't believe in evil, and said, "It's fine if you touch me."

Suffering from nausea, Ling Ji shook his head and covered his mouth. Seeing Jin Yang's persistent expression, he timidly stretched out his hand to touch Jin Yang's arm, and then...

"Ouch..." It was just retching before, but when Ling Ji touched Jin Yang, he actually vomited up his breakfast.

With such a big commotion, the students in front would not be unaware of it, turned back to fan Ling Ji and poured water, but Jin Yang did not dare to approach Ling Ji anymore, and stood silently by the side, keeping a distance of five steps away. Distance, frowning because he couldn't think of a solution.

At this time, the students misunderstood, and they all despised Jin Yang, who was not united and friendly. Wang Li couldn't help it, and ran to Jin Yang and persuaded him old-fashionedly, "Zhang Jinyang, classmates should care about each other. Today Ling Ji is not feeling well, you helped her, someday you have difficulties, Ling Ji will also help you!"

Jin Yang rolled her eyes: Now that she is burning with anger and desire, can Ling Ji help?

"I'm fine," Ling Ji smiled, "Let's go play."

The park is only open for such a long time, but it is full of people. Wang Li is simple and honest, and Wei Linting is righteous. They all say that it is important to take care of Ling Ji, but other people in the same industry are itchy, especially young couples. I heard that there are already many people at the Ferris wheel. Specially lined up to wait for the evening show, and hurriedly said, "Then Ling Ji, rest first, let's go!"

Ling Ji waved his hands, wiped his face with a tissue soaked in water, his complexion was pale, only the tip of his nose and the rims of his eyes were sickly red, and there were still tears in his eyes.

Jin Yang felt distressed seeing it, thinking that Ling Ji's retching was not so serious the first time, and it was very likely that Ling Ji touched her to cause trouble, so she leaned over carefully and asked, "What's wrong?"

Pursing his lips and remaining silent, Ling Ji shook his head, desperately wiping his face with tissues, and used up all of them in a short while.

"I have it." Wei Linting rummaged through the bag with great movements, revealing a corner of the white silk handkerchief.

"Can I use a handkerchief?" Ling Ji begged, "The paper towel will fall off if it gets wet with water."

Wei Linting was in a dilemma for a moment, and took out the silk handkerchief, revealing the other half of the peach blossoms, the legs were flat, the embroidery thread was shiny, and it was especially charming under the strong sunlight, and Jin Yang felt a little thumping when she saw it—this is not me Was it embroidered? ?

"It's so beautiful." Ling Ji squinted his eyes and praised, pretending to be silly and asking, "Where did you buy it?"

Wei Linting glanced at Jin Yang embarrassingly, and lied, "I don't know, it was given by someone else, so be careful not to get it dirty..."

"It was a gift from someone else." Ling Ji pouted, "I'm so blessed."

It was clearly the beginning of autumn, but Jin Yang really wanted to see the scorching and exuberant flames ignited between Ling Ji and Wei Linting, and it was about to spread to this side.

Quickly took out her phone, Jin Yang sent a message to Ling Ji: "Don't be jealous."

Ling Ji was stunned when he heard the message prompt, took it out to have a look, and quickly replied with a long paragraph: "Didn't it mean that the color is vulgar and the stitches are bad, and you want to burn it if you see it! Liar! Hmph!"

Glancing at the handkerchief, Jin Yang feels aggrieved: Compared to her peak level, this handkerchief is really rubbish...

This was not enough, Ling Ji sent another long paragraph, accusing Jin Yang: "If you and Wei Linting hadn't hooked up, I wouldn't be in the haunted house with you... Hehehe!"

Jin Yang finally understood: It turned out that the little rabbit in the haunted house was so active because of Wei Linting.

Ling Ji doesn't know harsh words, three hum words are already the extreme of anger, of course Jin Yang understands, and after coaxing for a long time, he finally got Ling Ji's permission: "Well, you can't take back the gift you sent out, you Go to the Ferris Wheel at night."

It stands to reason that Jin Yang doesn't like to obey others' orders, but when she looked up and saw Ling Ji's sparkling eyes, she immediately mouthed "obedience".

"I'm going to line up too."

After Jin Yang explained, she turned around and walked a few steps away, when she heard a feeble "sneeze", she turned her head and saw Ling Ji was wiping his nose with...

Wei Linting's handkerchief.

"I'm sorry." Ling Ji was so guilty that he wanted to cry, he insisted on forcing Wei Linting, who was ashen-faced, into obscurity, and waited for others not to pay attention, hiding his face and stealing pleasure, his crooked crescent eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his lips curled into a cute smile. The radian reveals two sweet pear dimples.

The bunny has gone bad.

But... she likes it!

Inexplicably, Jin Yang felt that Ling Ji in this appearance was very emotional, with a distorted view of right and wrong, instead he narrowed his blurry eyes, aimed at the target and blew lightly.

A gust of wind blew, and Wei Linting's handkerchief was rolled up and fell into the river. Even the people on the bank stomped their feet anxiously, but they went with the current and never returned.

……

The night is the best time to ride the Ferris wheel in Hexi Park - there are no tall buildings nearby, the night is full of stars, converging in the sky to form a long river, full of brilliance, and the Ferris wheel is the best place to watch, without crowding There are no noisy crowds, and you can enjoy the night view with your companions.

Jin Yang waited until after seven o'clock before it was the couple's room, and Ling Ji just happened to come over, and the two of them sat in under the strange gazes of the crowd - two women are not surprising, a beautiful and sweet girl and a man who seems to be insane The ugly girl is quite strange.

"Wipe it off." Seeing Jin Yang covering her head and face in a panic, Ling Ji took out the makeup remover and water, and smiled, "You really have to wear this face all day."

Sumire stared, "It's not because of you."

"Good boy~" Ling Ji wanted to help wipe it off, but then shrank back thinking of the fine from the underworld, regretfully saying, "Wipe it yourself."

When Sumire Yang returned to its original state, the ferris wheel happened to start.Ling Ji leaned over to the window, looked out on his stomach, his eyes reflected the radiance outside, cheered like a child, kept saying "Look, Jin Yang", and after waiting for a long time for a response, Ling Ji looked over, suddenly , "Oh, you can't see..."

Huh?

Jin Yang found that his eyes recovered unconsciously, but he couldn't do anything about rubbing Ling Ji's little head, so he said, "I can see clearly."

"Really!" Ling Ji was excited, and desperately compared his fingers, "How much is this? How much is this?"

Jin Yang answered one by one. Seeing Ling Ji not getting tired of it, she became playful and peeked inside through the swaying skirt, "Pink lace."

"..."

Ling Ji shyly "hummed" and muttered, "Still so perverted..."

"Underwear is front-buttoned." Jin Yang intensified, "When you are angry, there are so many ups and downs, it will be stretched at any time."

Ling Ji blushed, pulled off the retractable parasol head, and swung towards Jin Yang.

Jin Yang raised her hand to block it, grabbed it with her backhand, put her hard and round head between Ling Ji's legs, using the handle of the umbrella as a guide, and saw Ling Ji dodge in shame when she moved a little, and smiled meaningfully, "Ling Ji, It seems that if I touch you with a tool, you don't want to vomit."

Frightened, Ling Ji softened, and pressed her white fingers on the silver umbrella handle, "Don't..."

Before Jin Yang could speak, there was a sudden loud noise outside, and several fireworks exploded in the air, illuminating Ling Ji's face flickeringly.Ling Ji was stunned, forgetting that he was in a stalemate with Jin Yang, followed the prestige to look at the dazzling and colorful fireworks, he was fascinated by the sight, and smiled silly, "This is the first time we watch fireworks together."

These subconscious words were full of satisfaction and joy, which made Jin Yang's heart tighten: The first time Ling Ji said was not just in this life, right?

"Yeah." Jin Yang put away the tool, said little, and accompanied Ling Ji to look at the splendor outside, seeing Ling Ji shrunk forward, wanting to see more clearly, and asked softly, "Is there anything we haven't done together?" ever done?"

Ling Ji shook his body, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and his eyes were pitiful, "The underworld said to fine me for half a month, no need~"

"Tsk." Jin Yang hit her on the head with the head of an umbrella, "You are so perverted, I'm serious."

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and Ling Ji snapped his fingers, "There are so many, fishing, sketching, growing vegetables, cooking..."

Jin Yang wanted to complain, "Then what are we usually doing?" When the words came to his lips, he remembered his covetousness towards Ling Ji. If they were together, they would probably be lingering. He coughed lightly, "Make it all up!"

"Yeah!" Ling Ji nodded and made arrangements, "Fishing tomorrow, sketching the day after tomorrow, growing vegetables in the yard and cooking the day after tomorrow...just my birthday, not too demanding, eight dishes and one soup."

"..."

Jin Yang was unhappy when he found out that he had fallen into the pit, but he saw Ling Ji suddenly handed over a box, slowly spreading the fragrance, and when he opened it, there were two big chicken legs, "It's hard work queuing up."

Immediately moved to tears, Jin Yang thought: Ling Ji loves me so much!

"Is it decided to make up for it?"

"En!" Jin Yang answered without hesitation, sucking the gravy.