Sending warmth to the beautiful and powerful male second [Quick Transmigration]

Shen Mo never called him baby, and usually called him by his first and last name, and even Xia Xia occasionally called him as if he couldn't bear it.

Although Ji Xia didn't understand what he was enduring, he still had this feeling.

Suddenly shouting like this right now made Ji Xia panic for no reason, and his heart was beating wildly.

This strange emotional experience frightened Ji Xia, but he had nowhere to hide. He was straddling his legs with Shen Mo's arms around him, with his back against the table, and the fabrics of the two were intertwined.

Ji Xia didn't dare to see the expression of silence at this time, so he lowered his eyelashes and tugged at the corner of his clothes:

"Brother, I, I really don't know where this came from, and it's the first time I've seen it."

Mo Mo rubbed Ji Xia's cheeks heavily with his fingertips: "Why panic, I won't eat you again."

"Since you don't know, then brother will take... the baby to watch it together."

The word "baby" came out of Shen Mo's mouth, both provocative and lingering.

Ji Xia's eyebrows twitched, and he raised his hand to cover Shen Mo's mouth, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably: "Brother...don't...call me like that...please..."

The slender fingers seemed to cover his lips, Mo Mo's eyes were dark and deep, he licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and finally suppressed all his emotions.

He pulled down Ji Xia's fingers, and squeezed Ji Xia into his arms with the hands locked around his waist.

His voice was hoarse: "Okay, brother don't call, brother will read something else for you."

The sound of the envelope being opened made Ji Xia blush from neck to cheek.He struggled, but was pressed even tighter by Silence, leaning against his neck and unable to move.

But no matter what, being hugged and reading a love letter is not a good thing.Although Ji Xia knew that people in this era were reserved and would not write excessive sentences, he was still embarrassed.

"Brother, I was wrong, please forgive me, I must study hard really..."

Silently read out with downcast eyebrows and eyes: "Student Ji Xia, Zhan Xinjia, I don't know how you are doing these days, I read another interesting book..."

The voice was calm and pleasant, but Ji Xia's scalp felt numb, and he subconsciously hid in Shen Mo's arms, wishing he could give his ears to those in need on the spot.He begged for mercy: "Brother...don't read it..."

Shen Mo scanned the letter with a glance and ten lines, and frowned.The content is too tactful, not even a single word that expresses your heart directly.

He squeezed the envelope so hard that his knuckles turned white, and his tone suddenly restrained a lot:

"Ji Xia, I have missed you for a long time."

With a bang, Ji Xia's mind went blank, his heart beat fast, and the fingers holding the skirt of Silence couldn't help curling up.

He suddenly had the illusion that Silence was confessing to him.

Ji Xia was completely panicked, only felt that the part in contact with Shen Mo was about to burn.

"Brother, brother, my father still has something to do with me later."

Ji Xia was about to cry: "Brother..."

Only then did Shen Mo loosen his strength and let the man get out of his arms. He folded the letter with his knuckle fingers.

Ji Xia's fair face was still crimson, he wanted to leave but could only stand aside, hesitating again and again: "I...my letter..."

The aura around Mo Mo's body sank three points immediately, with a half smile but not a smile: "Why, are you going to agree?"

"Of course not, I don't even know who this person is," Ji Xia pursed his lips, "I am, I am..."

I just want to know whether that sentence is from the letter or from your mouth.

Ji Xia's fingertips became hot, and the thoughts that naturally appeared in his mind made him almost unable to stand up.

He almost ran out of the way.

Under the scorching sun, he covered his mouth and panted heavily, his heart was in a mess.

Because of this, Ji Xia hid silence for several days in a row, and because he was busy with the school welcome party, the two really didn't see each other during the period.

Seeing that the preparations for the welcome party have come to an end, Ji Xia leaned in the corner and couldn't help thinking about that day again.

"Ji Xia, what are you thinking about? Your face is so red." Luo Anlan rushed out from behind, "Like a little girl yearning for spring."

"Stop talking nonsense, don't think I can't do anything to you because you're a girl."

Ji Xia became angry from embarrassment, took out the notebook under his arm and ran after Luo Anlan.

The two ran to the center of the auditorium and were stopped by a group of classmates.

"It's just right, it's fun when there are many people, Ji Xia, Luo Anlan, you two are coming too."

The classmate in the middle of the crowd took a bamboo stick and shook it: "Come on, take one, aren't we holding a masked dance this time, anyway, we are wearing a mask, so we can dress up according to the bamboo stick, dare you? "

"Why don't you dare." Luo Anlan rushed in and pulled out a stick, put it in front of her eyes, "Short skirt."

"It's a piece of cake, my sister already wears short skirts, it's not a problem for me at all."

The other students couldn't help admiring while being surprised.

"Ji Xia, why don't you smoke one too."

With so many pairs of eyes watching, Ji Xia was too embarrassed to refuse, thinking that a short skirt surprised them, and probably wouldn't have any shocking attire, so she came over and picked one up.

The signature was gradually revealed, Ji Xia's eyes slowly widened, and he quickly blocked the signature with his hand, but it was still too late.

"High slit cheongsam."

Everyone looked at each other for a while and laughed. A handsome boy was pushed out: "What a coincidence, he also won this one. Then we can guess who these two people are."

"Ji Xia, it's okay if you don't want to, we don't force others to do what's difficult for us, it all depends on our own volition."

Ji Xia was really unwilling at first, but looking at another boy from this era who didn't refuse, how could he be so closed-minded as a contemporary.

"It's okay, I can accept it," Ji Xia waved his hand, his voice became lower and lower, "That's right, don't tell other people."

"Of course, we probably won't recognize you. After all, everyone is wearing masks, and some people are drawn to wear red bellybands. Hahahahahaha, you're not bad."

Ji Xia: ...

He was wrong, he was really wrong, people of this era are really not behind at all, they are more open and playful than them.