This time she confesses

The phone didn't answer for a long time, which made Tao Shumin a little annoyed, and she reprimanded Jing Huan. Now that her wings are stiff, her parents can't do it if they want to see her.

Jing Huan was upset by the scolding, and her tone of voice was not very good: "You can come if you want, and I didn't tell you not to come."

"Why are you angry at me! Mom can't blame you now."

Both the mother and daughter spoke in a bad tone, raised a few words of sarcasm at each other, and finally broke up unhappy. Jing Huan's mood fell directly to the bottom, and the corners of his eyes drooped, looking sullen.

The room is only this big, Kan Guangqin hurried out of the kitchen when he heard the sound, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Jing Huan shook his head, pretending to be fine: "It's nothing."

Also being a mother, how could Kan Guangqin not know what happened just now, smiled, and said helplessly: "I had a fight with my mother."

Jing Huan pursed her lips: "My parents wanted to come to Shanghai to see me, and they didn't quarrel."

"It's been several months since you left home. Mom and Dad must miss you, so they want to come and see you."

Jing Huan lowered his head and hummed muffledly, "Maybe."

Kan Guangqin smiled, went into the kitchen to bring out the chopped dumpling stuffing, patted the chair next to him, "Come and sit."

"Okay." Jing Huan walked over and sat down.

Kan Guangqin picked up the chopsticks and stirred the seasoned dumpling stuffing again. During the period, he seemed to be chatting and asked, "Does your family know that you and Qingyun are in a relationship?"

Jing Huan was shocked, and raised his head suddenly, the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Seeing Jing Huan's reaction, Kan Guangqin laughed, "Don't be so nervous, I'll just ask."

"I... haven't had time to tell them yet."

Jing Huan had difficulty speaking. Ke Qingyun's aunt knew they were in a relationship, but he didn't even dare to tell his parents, let alone other relatives. This kind of unequal contribution made Jing Huan at a loss: "I'm sorry."

Kan Guangqin exclaimed, and quickly explained: "You child, I'm sorry for what you said, I didn't mean to blame you."

Jing Huan knew that Kan Guangqin didn't blame her, but he just felt sorry, "Teacher Kan, don't worry, I will tell my family about my sister and I as soon as possible."

"You misunderstood, I'm not urging you to disclose it to your family."

Kan Guangqin sighed softly, looked at Jing Huan, and persuaded softly: "I learned that Qingyun liked girls, and it was difficult for me to accept it for a long time, and I fell into deep self-doubt, wondering whether my mother was incompetent , will let the daughter be like others, I can understand your parents' feelings, so you don't have to worry about it, give them some time to adapt, the child is the heart and soul of the parents, no matter how angry you are, you will not be able to be cruel after all."

"In the end, it is the parents who compromise. Please understand them more."

Jing Huan is like a choke in her throat. On the one hand, she has her parents who love her, and on the other hand, her lover. She doesn't want to see either party get hurt.

Kan Guangqin held Jing Huan's hand, "As parents, I know that it is difficult to accept my daughter to like a girl, so the words I said later are actually sorry for your parents, but there is no way, Qingyun is my daughter. A mother, I hope more than anyone else that she can live happily."

"Since your father already knows that you like Qingyun, he is actually mentally prepared. It just takes time to accept it. I don't say this to order you to do anything. It's just a kind of expectation. I hope that no matter what happens in the future, No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't give up Qingyun, this road is difficult, you have to help each other and understand each other, so that you can go further."

Hearing these words, Jing Huan felt very sour. Now sitting in front of her is no longer a teacher, but a mother who wishes her daughter a happy life: "Teacher Kan, don't worry, I will treat you well. Sister, don't let her be wronged."

"With your words, I feel relieved." Kan Guangqin smiled happily.

After buying the dumpling wrappers, Ke Qingyun found that something was wrong between the two of them, so he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

"I won't tell you, this is a secret between Teacher Kan and me." Jing Huan smiled arrogantly, picked up the dumpling filling with chopsticks, and wrapped a dumpling skillfully.

Ke Qingyun raised his eyebrows lightly, his eyes were meaningful, and he hesitated between the two, "What? My mother passed on the bracelet from my ancestors to you."

Otherwise, why are you so arrogant.

"..." Jing Huan rolled his eyes and didn't want to talk to her.

Kan Guangqin smiled and said, "The bracelet is at home. I'll give it to Xiaojing when she passes by next time."

Jing Huan naturally knew the meaning of giving the bracelet, and lowered her head shyly: "Mr. Kan, don't listen to my sister."

"It's a matter of time, and I'm relieved to give it to you sooner."

Ke Qingyun was even more curious: "It's not a bracelet, what's the matter? It makes you so happy."

"I won't tell you." Jing Huan and Kan Guangqin looked at each other and laughed in unison.

After dinner, Kan Guangqin went back. Ke Qingyun was washing the dishes in the kitchen. Jing Huan suggested many times to do the washing by himself and forcibly grabbed the work, but Ke Qingyun elbowed them away, "Just these few bowls, It will be fine soon, don't touch your hands again."

"It can't always be like this." Jing Huan said angrily.

Ke Qingyun looked at Jing Huan puzzledly: "Huh?"

Jing Huan hugged Ke Qingyun from behind, and said emotionally: "You can't always let you wash the dishes. We will take turns to wash the dishes in the future, one person at a time."

Unexpectedly, actively washing the dishes could make the other party unhappy, Ke Qingyun laughed, and coaxed: "Okay, you can do the washing next time, but—"

"But what?" Jing Huan immediately poked his head out and asked.

Ke Qingyun turned his head: "But you have to wait and stay here to wash the dishes."

Jing Huan was slightly taken aback, and when he understood what Ke Qingyun meant, his heart was pounding. Before he could answer, Ke Qingyun said again: "Stay here tonight."

The house shared with Si Yao will expire next month. It's not that Jing Huan has never considered sharing the house with Ke Qingyun, but the words 'stay tonight' sound a bit misleading.

"Not tonight." Jing Huan's ears felt a little hot, and he buried his face in Ke Qingyun's back, "My parents are coming over tomorrow."

Ke Qingyun was stunned, a little surprised: "Tomorrow?"

Jing Huan nodded: "Well, I'm going to pick them up at the airport tomorrow."

It's obviously quite normal, but once I think of the extended meaning of the words, I start to feel embarrassed.

"I'll go with you."

Jing Huan was startled, and refused without thinking, "No way!"

After finishing speaking, he explained in a panic: "It's not that I don't want you to see my parents, but I'm afraid that if you go, they will treat you badly and make you feel wronged. You introduced to my family and relatives and friends."

In fact, Ke Qingyun didn't think too much. After hearing Jing Huan's long explanation, he smiled and said, "So nervous, do you care about me?"

Jing Huan nodded: "Well, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you and let you be bullied."

Ke Qingyun's heart trembled, he rinsed the last bowl and put it in the cupboard, dried his hands methodically, then turned around slowly, hugged Jing Huan, and whispered in her ear: "Uncle and aunt will come over tomorrow , does not affect staying tonight."

"..." Jing Huan's ears were a little hot.

He didn't bring any clothes. After taking a shower, Jing Huan was wearing Ke Qingyun's pajamas and sat in the living room watching TV. The sound of dripping water came from the bathroom, which made Jing Huan unable to calm down to watch what was on TV. , Holding the peach in his hand for a long time, he only took two bites.

Click—the bathroom door was opened.

Ke Qingyun wiped the water from his hair with a towel in his hand. He was wearing a loose white T-shirt and knee-length black shorts. Because they were all loose fit, they looked particularly relaxed and comfortable.

Inexplicably and a little bit, cool.

Jing Huan's throat tightened when he watched, and he turned his head quickly, pretending to be watching TV and eating peaches as if nothing had happened.

"Why don't you blow your hair?" Ke Qingyun asked from above his head.

Jing Huan scratched her hair subconsciously, "It's almost dry, don't blow it."

"It's easy to get a headache when you sleep without drying, so come in and blow your hair."

Jing Huan pursed her lips, got up and turned off the TV, followed into the bedroom, and stood by the bed, as if she was going to sleep, her eyes were so cramped that she didn't know where to look.

Ke Qingyun plugged in the hair dryer, saw that Jing Huan was still standing there just now, couldn't help laughing, and waved to her: "Come here."

"Oh."

Jing Huan walked over to sit down, and the buzzing sound rang in her ears. Ke Qingyun stood in front of her, running her fingers through her soft hair, and wandering away, it was a little itchy, and the fresh bath fragrance got into her nose.

This smell is the same as her body, the same smell collides and entangles in the air.

Her hair was already half-dry, and she finished drying it soon. Ke Qingyun turned off the hair dryer, tidied up and said, "The room next door hasn't been slept in for a long time, and it hasn't been cleaned. You can sleep here tonight."

It's not that they haven't made out before, Jing Huan pretended to be calm and said, "Okay."

Seeing Ke Qingyun turned around to put away the hair dryer, he quickly reminded: "You haven't blown it yet."

As soon as the ending sound fell, there was a sudden heat on the lips, and the body fell backward under the impact of the force. The hair that had just been blown was soft and silky, like a flower blooming on the bed sheet.

The familiar feeling instantly exploded in the cerebral cortex and spread to the limbs. Ke Qingyun's breathing was a little messy, "I won't blow."

After that, he kissed him again.

Jing Huan grabbed Ke Qingyun's clothes nervously, and almost forgot to breathe. Ke Qingyun grabbed her hand and said with a smile: "I used to dare to peek, but now I am reserved?"

"Don't be lazy."

Although they were words of encouragement, each sentence made people blush and feel hotter.

Ke Qingyun lived a life of innocence and asceticism every day, and it hadn't been long since he moved here. There was nothing prepared in the house, and he couldn't do it thoroughly. He could only explore and search by instinct.

The moon hangs high, and gradually hides behind the clouds. I don't know how long it has passed, and the room gradually quiets down. Jing Huan changed into a dry pajamas. god.

Ke Qingyun hugged Jing Huan, and pecked lightly on her rosy lips as if kissing was not enough: "Next time, I will buy something in advance, otherwise it will be unhygienic."

What to buy is self-evident.

Jing Huan's throat was tight, and his mouth was dry, "I..."

"Ok?"

"I'm not very good at it."

Ke Qingyun laughed, and whispered in her ear: "It doesn't matter, just lie down."