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Jing Tian secretly recalled.

It seems that Zheng Xunqian is not always passive.For example, every time they held hands, it was Zheng Xunqian who took the initiative.

Zheng Xunqian also took the initiative to ask him to meet, invited him to drink milk tea, and took the initiative to kiss him.

Jing Tian secretly told himself in his heart that he should not think wildly and look for troubles.

It's better to recall what you said and did when you were drunk.

Zheng Xunqian followed that set.

Before he had time to sort out anything, Zheng Xunqian withdrew his hand, took a step forward, walked up to him, and bent down.

"Really?" He asked Jing Tian.

Jing Tian's head became confused again, and he couldn't remember what Zheng Xunqian was asking at this moment.

But he nodded.

Zheng Xunqian seemed satisfied with his response, smiled slightly, and slowly bent down.

The expectation was about to be fulfilled, Jing Tian jumped for joy and secretly raised his head.

Taking the temperature with the forehead against the forehead, it seems that it is not too intimate for them now.But he was just happy.His skin seemed to have a strange hunger for Zheng Xunqian, and he became extremely eager to touch, and urgently needed Zheng Xunqian's body temperature as comfort.

In the end, the touch on his forehead was completely different from what he expected.

Zheng Xunqian stretched out his arms to hug him, inserted his fingers between his hair, and pressed his lips gently to the skin of his forehead, and left after a while.

"What should I do?" When he spoke, he finally pressed his forehead against Jing Tian's, his tone was gentle with a slight smile, "I still feel a little hot."

Jing Tian thought, maybe it's really hot.

He blinked, and slowly raised his head in that posture.

After a day away, Zheng Xunqian's lips are still the familiar touch.

Zheng Xunqian stretched out his hand to pull him, and he obediently followed Zheng Xunqian's lips to stand up, and was naturally embraced again.

Hugging and kissing can bring people different enrichment and satisfaction.

Jing Tian's head was dizzy, and his whole body seemed to be floating in the clouds.He stretched out his arms to encircle the body in front of him, and what passed in front of him was incredible warmth.

Zheng Xunqian's fingers penetrated into the hem of his clothes and touched the skin of his waist, and his body trembled unconsciously because of this.

His entire back was itchy slightly, and he wanted to shrink unconsciously, and he was also a little scared.

But he didn't want to hide.

He closed his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, carefully and earnestly responded to Zheng Xunqian's lips, his consciousness gradually melted into the bursts of high fever rising from his skin.

Until Zheng Xunqian's hand was no longer satisfied with the soft skin around his waist, it moved down bit by bit.

Jing Tian suddenly panicked.

He staggered and took a step back, putting a slight distance between Zheng Xunqian and Zheng Xunqian.

The two opened their eyes and looked at each other for half a second, and Jing Tian closed them again.

When Zheng Xunqian approached him again, he still responded with gentle hugs and sweet kisses.

But he was flustered.

He kept backing away until his body was firmly against the wall.

The implication of Zheng Xunqian's actions is too obvious.

Jing Tian withdrew his arms and placed them between the bodies of the two, trying to stick his body back so that the lower bodies of the two would not be close together.

"Not so good..." he said.

"What do you mean?" Zheng Xunqian asked.

Jing Tian blushed, did not dare to look at him, and shook his head with lowered eyes: "This is the dormitory."

Zheng Xunqian was quiet for a few seconds before slowly opening his mouth: "Oh, it's not that you don't want to."

The tone of voice sounded calm, but Jing Tian caught a little irony from it.

Jing Tian thought to himself, I just don't want to.

It was still light, and the curtains were not drawn, and the bed was still the upper bunk.

The whole thing is weird and not good.

Seeing Zheng Xunqian kissing him on the cheek again, he closed his eyes, put his arms around Zheng Xunqian's back again, and said: "If Yang Yue comes back now, he will be unhappy if he sees it."

"He won't come back now." Zheng Xunqian said.

"...It doesn't matter what you say," Jing Tian muttered, "I promised him."

Zheng Xunqian hugged him tightly, resting his chin on his shoulder: "Forget it, I have an informant."

"..."

"Shu Ziqin went to see their rehearsal." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian belatedly realized that Zheng Xunqian might have had bad ideas before he came.

Seeing that Jing Tian was still stiff, Zheng Xunqian stopped forcing him and kissed him on the earlobe: "Just hug for a while."

Jing Tian nodded obediently and cooperated, and closed his eyes again.

Their bodies were pressed together again, and their instinctive reactions to each other could not be concealed.

Jing Tian's heartbeat became more and more flustered.

He wanted to avoid and cover up, but there was a wall behind him.

"...You said hug for a while." He said nervously.

"En." Zheng Xunqian nodded.

Then what are you rubbing against?

Jing Tian couldn't ask.He bit his lip lightly, half-closed his eyes, but he didn't show any anxiety in his body at all.

When Zheng Xunqian kissed his lips again, he still opened his mouth to meet him.

He thought vaguely that he might have burned again.

In the corridor came the sound of strangers laughing and chasing, from far to near, and from near to far, coming and going in a hurry.

Jing Tian thus became a little sober.

Zheng Xunqian quickly noticed his slight resistance, and said, "It's really just a hug."

When he was talking, his lower body was still close to Jing Tian's, making Jing Tian unable to ignore it at all.

Jing Tian was very uncomfortable.

He hoped that Zheng Xunqian would move a little bit like he did just now, or simply do it more directly.He also hoped that all this would stop quickly, so they separated quickly and returned to their respective seats honestly.

He also hoped that Zheng Xunqian could tell him frankly why all this happened and what kind of relationship they had now.

It's not just because of shame that Jing Tian can't ask.

After losing his memory, he completely forgot about the existence of Yang Yue, but he had a crush on Yang Yue the first time he saw her, and wanted to get close to him from the bottom of his heart.

But when he first saw Zheng Xunqian, he was full of uneasiness and even fear.

There is always a reason for this.

Zheng Xunqian's warm embrace and gentle tone at this moment fascinated him, and he wanted to cherish it, not daring to break it.

It's not good to be bored in the bedroom all the time.

When you can't find anything else to do, it's easy to generate waste in your head.

Jing Tian feels that he is in a good state, and there is no need for excessive rest.After discussing it, the two decided to go to the small study room to study for a while, and then go to the second floor of the cafeteria to drink fish soup at night.

Obviously it was a place he used to come to often, and the furnishings were the same as the previous few days, but when he entered the small study room, Jing Tian felt completely different emotions from the past.

After he sat down in a familiar position, he couldn't help but sneak his gaze to another corner.

Zheng Xunqian once sat there and dozed off.

That should have been a memory of the past, but because it was hidden in his mind for a short period of time, it reappeared and became fresh again.

He traced the scene carefully in his mind, as if he had regained the throbbing at that time.

"What are you laughing at?" Zheng Xunqian, who was sitting beside him, asked.

Jing Tian shook his head, pretending to turn on the tablet.

Zheng Xunqian turned half sideways, propped his elbows on the table, propped his head up, and looked at him with his head tilted.

Jing Tian blushed quickly.

"I have a question, and I really want to know the answer." He said to Zheng Xunqian.

"Tell me?"

Jing Tian took a quick look at him: "You were here the other day, accusing me of sexual harassment..."

Hearing this, Zheng Xunqian slowly sat up straight, turned his head away from him, and seemed to give a soft "tsk".

Jing Tian said nervously: "...Generally speaking, if this kind of thing happens, it must be very...very disgusting."

"I don't remember." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian didn't believe it.

He continued: "So you walked around me later..."

Zheng Xunqian, who was originally negative, interrupted him: "Is there any?"

"You don't admit it anyway," Jing Tian said, "but now I remember."

"You remember wrong." Zheng Xunqian said.

Jing Tian felt a little unhappy, curled his lips, and stopped talking.He put down the tablet, picked up the book and flipped through it.

"After that, you were walking around me." Zheng Xunqian took the book out of his hand, "Those who didn't know thought I molested you."

Jing Tian stared at his face for a while, secretly analyzing how credible his words were.After a while, he realized that there was a blind spot in his mind.

He remembered many episodes, but he couldn't tell which one of those things happened first and which one happened after.

Zheng Xunqian greeted his gaze with a frank face, saw his attitude softened, raised his hand with a smile and flicked lightly on his forehead.

Just as Jing Tian wanted to raise his hand to cover his forehead, Zheng Xunqian leaned over and kissed his lips again.

"Let's read." Zheng Xunqian stuffed the book he had just taken back into his arms, "There is a quiz next week, so prepare well."

Jing Tian obediently lowered his head and opened the book again.

He pursed his lips, and lightly licked the gap between his lips with the tip of his tongue, thinking to himself, this seemed to be the first time Zheng Xunqian kissed him so proactively.

Therefore, Zheng Xunqian did not take the initiative, so it was obvious that he was not playing with his feelings.

He secretly raised his hand, pinching the small earring on his earlobe, rubbing and rubbing.

After dinner in the evening, Jing Tian proposed to watch Yang Yue's rehearsal, and Zheng Xunqian readily agreed.

The performance is coming soon, and the participating students and the class committee attach great importance to it. They practice from morning to night and plan to work overtime.

In order to comfort the hard-working Yang Yue, Jing Tian and Zheng Xunqian bought some snacks in the cafeteria and brought them to the dance room they had visited last time.Just came downstairs, but saw a familiar figure running out of the corridor quickly, almost collided with Jing Tian.

"Shu Ziqin?" Jing Tian was supported by Zheng Xunqian before he stood still, "What are you going to do so fast?"

Shu Ziqin looked absent-minded, and grinned at him, but didn't answer, and ran away without saying a word.

Jing Tian stood where he was, blankly looking at his back as he was leaving at full speed: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Go upstairs and ask and you will know." Zheng Xunqian said.

Walking to the rehearsal room, Yang Yue was wearing a wig and women's clothing, sitting cross-legged on the floor in a daze.

Jing Tian rushed to him excitedly, and handed over the bag in his hand: "I brought you something good!"

Yang Yue reached out to take it, opened it and took a look: "Wow, thank you."

His tone was calm, without the slightest hint of excitement or gratitude, showing a bit perfunctory.

"Tired?" Jing Tian sat down beside him, "Isn't it very hard to dress up like this?"

"En." Yang Yue nodded, took out a meat floss roll from the bag, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Something doesn't always feel right.

Jing Tian raised his head and glanced at Zheng Xunqian who was standing beside him.

Zheng Xunqian didn't approach them, nor looked at them, as if he didn't want to participate in their conversation.

Jing Tian thought for a while, and said, "We met Shu Ziqin just now, and he seems to be in a hurry."

Yang Yue's chewing action paused briefly.

After a while, he frowned, lowered his head, and sighed lightly.

"What's wrong?" Jing Tian asked.

Yang Yue leaned slightly, leaned into his ear, and whispered, "I seem to have done something very bad."

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The author says:

[Striking] There will be a few chapters of Yang Yue's main perspective plot in the next few chapters.

After that, all plots from the perspective of the non-protagonist will be marked at the end of the title? As a mark, friends who mind please avoid it by yourself. 【eye-catching】

Whisper: After evasion, the plot will be less coherent...