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Because the material of the sofa was so comfortable, he even felt that Jing Simiao had to buy this sofa, as if it was to make him feel more comfortable when doing this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Sheng Hanyan's face turned even redder, and he raised his hand to lean on his face, covering most of his expression.

Jing Simiao sat up, seeing him like this, she pulled her hand down.

Looking down against the light and seeing Jing Simiao's chest, Sheng Hanyan felt even more embarrassed.

"Don't be nervous, take it easy..." Jing Simiao lowered his head and said softly to Sheng Hanyan.

Sheng Hanyan let out a "huh" and broke his arms around Jing Simiao's shoulders. He tried hard to accept everything, but the pain and stimulation that came with it made him unable to accept it.

Jing Simiao laughed, he raised his hand to support Sheng Hanyan's chin with the tiger's mouth, so that he had to face himself, and said: "In the future... if you have time, come here... Otherwise... maybe you are even more unaccustomed to it It's..."

Sheng Hanyan blushed, but still couldn't help but said to him, "Not... how long..."

"Yeah..." Jing Simiao lowered her head and licked the lips of the person under her, "But I can't help it..."

Sheng Hanyan closed his eyes in a heart-piercing pain as if being pierced by someone, he had no thoughts to dig out a part to answer Jing Simiao's question.He grabbed Jing Simiao's back with both hands, as if to let him bear his own pain together.

He didn't know how Jing Simiao got through those days and nights when Jing Simiao didn't know him, but he said, it's reasonable that he can't help it now.

Sheng Hanyan tolerated him and accepted him, just like he pampered and pampered him.

No one is ever alone, they are all around each other.

Sheng Hanyan didn't remember when he fell asleep, he just felt very painful and tired, but at the same time very comfortable, in a daze, he fell asleep.

After Jing Simiao cleaned them both up, she hugged him and slept on the bed. Looking at Sheng Hanyan who was sleeping soundly, Jing Simiao regretted it a little.

Why does it have to be like this...

He thought about it, but it was only this year, he had been here for the past two years, so there was nothing he couldn't stand for one year.

People are like this, once there is the first time, there will be the second time, the third time... I especially like tender places, I just want to get in once or twice, even though I know I don't need to go, I still look for it Opportunity goes in.

Who doesn't covet a warm and comfortable place.

Jing Simiao stroked Sheng Hanyan's forehead hair. The person on the bed was sleeping defenselessly, curled up in a ball on his side, looking like he was protecting himself, but he knew this was his home, so He was not on guard at all, and fell into such a deep sleep that it seemed that even the shaking of the sky and the earth might not be able to wake him up.

As if aware of Jing Simiao's hand on his forehead, Sheng Hanyan moved slightly, as if rubbing against his palm.

Jing Simiao smiled and withdrew her hand.

It was such a person who made him fall in love at first sight, and made him miss him day and night.

He didn't know why, as if it should be this person, it couldn't be anyone else, it had to be him.

Jing Simiao sat by the bed for a long time, and he also looked at Sheng Hanyan for a long time. He slowly calmed down, thinking that he thought he could restrain himself, but later he discovered that facing Sheng Hanyan, his determination His strength and restraint were slowly exhausted by his words and deeds, and he could no longer resist.

He packed up his things and lay down again, gently hugging the sleeping person beside him in his arms, hugging him tighter and tighter, he didn't want to let go of him anymore...

It wasn't until Sheng Hanyan murmured uncomfortably in his arms that he gradually let go.

If Sheng Hanyan was intoxicated by all the tender care Jing Simiao gave, then Jing Simiao was also addicted to the dependence Sheng Hanyan fed back.

Sheng Hanyan went back to the dormitory the next day, the two of them didn't feel any reluctance, they always took it for granted.Both of them knew in their hearts that they would have many, many days to be together in the future, so there was no need to be reluctant for a while.

Sometimes, if there is nothing to do on weekends, Sheng Hanyan will take a computer and go to Jing Simiao's house to spend the weekend.If the two mothers called him, he would go back once in the usual time.

But every time he went back, he saw Jing Simiao finishing those papers with a sad face, and the stacked books thicker than a computer mainframe, he didn't want to go back and disturb Jing Simiao.

Gradually, Sheng Hanyan went less and less frequently.

Even if he was bored in the dormitory sometimes, he would never think of going to Jing Simiao's house. He felt that he couldn't help much, and he didn't want to disturb the senior's study.

Sometimes, he would even think that if he had been born a year earlier, or if he had studied harder, skipped a grade or something, and was in the same grade as Jing Simiao, maybe he could have accompanied him to take the postgraduate entrance examination, even if he He failed the exam, but he always felt that it would be good to be able to stay by Jing Simiao's side and contribute.

However, he knew that Jing Simiao definitely didn't think so, so he thought about it a few times, and then he stopped thinking about it.

Zhou Pei said instead, "Senior would rather you stay with him, I don't think anyone would find it annoying to be around someone they like."

Sheng Hanyan shook his head noncommittally.

He thought that Zhou Pei and Fan Jiahui were separated by a long distance, so he especially cherished the time they had together.But if they are really together every day, they will definitely feel bored.This is probably the truth that extremes must be reversed.

But Sheng Hanyan didn't realize that he had really been away from Jing Simiao's side for too long, he only went there once or twice a month, he didn't realize it himself, he didn't even think about it, so he didn't go.

Sheng Hanyan also wouldn't know how Jing Simiao tried to restrain himself and focus on studying for the postgraduate entrance examination in the days when he was not around.

It seems that both of them think that only by crossing the hurdle of the postgraduate entrance examination can they really be together.

When it comes to holidays, they will still spend together, like Christmas, like Chinese New Year.The knowledge is only a few days, even if the two mothers allow Sheng Hanyan to live with Jing Simiao during the winter vacation, he doesn't really want to go.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, but Sheng Hanyan also restrained himself not to go, otherwise Jing Simiao would be distracted to accompany him and spend time studying, which is too bad.

Before the Chinese New Year, there is a preliminary examination for graduate students.

Sheng Hanyan was still on winter vacation, he walked around the house anxiously, as if he was about to face the next day's exam, this anxiety almost infected his two mothers.

Of course he believed that Jing Simiao would be fine, so he didn't need to say anything, but just sent Jing Simiao a text message wishing him a smooth exam.

After the exam, he didn't ask Jing Simiao how he did in the exam, he didn't need to ask, he had the confidence.

The results of the initial test came down quickly, and Jing Simiao passed it naturally. They had a meal outside to celebrate, and that day, Sheng Hanyan stepped into their home again.

The two of them didn't do anything, they just sat and watched TV together, chatting about some things in school and what happened to Jing Simiao during the exam.

At that moment, it was as if they had returned to the night when the power was cut off. The two of them sat opposite each other and chatted about those topics. .

Then Sheng Hanyan began to endure the next half a year, silently counting down the days in his heart, calculating how long it would take for Jing Simiao to finish the exam, and when they would be relieved.

Zhou Pei saw Sheng Hanyan like this, and said to him, "Sometimes seeing you like this, people think you are taking the postgraduate entrance examination."

Sheng Hanyan smiled and said nothing. Indeed, he was also very nervous.

In the dormitory, he would sometimes hear irritated voices from upstairs, and without even thinking about it, Zhong Huarong must be anxious.

Sheng Hanyan was worried that Jing Simiao would be so anxious when he was studying alone at home, or when he came to the school library. After all, there was only one person.

But he believed in Jing Simiao, believed in him.

Just one month before the re-examination, it happened to be a holiday, and Sheng Hanyan once again stepped into their home, the future home.

When he received Jing Simiao's call the other day, Sheng Hanyan was still a little puzzled, thinking that something happened to him, but in the end he just wanted him to go home once, without saying anything, only that he wanted to see him.

Sheng Hanyan was naturally happy in his heart, and agreed to his request, but he was still a little worried about whether he would be disturbed, but Sheng Hanyan couldn't help but want to see him, feeling that every cell in his body was clamoring to be with him. Seeing Jing Simiao, he unconsciously nodded in agreement, and arrived at Jing Simiao's house by accident.

Sheng Hanyan knocked on the door for a while before Jing Simiao welcomed him in.

"What's wrong? Why did you call me over all of a sudden?" Sheng Hanyan put down his backpack and changed into the home clothes he left here, before asking Jing Simiao.

Jing Simiao leaned against the wall and watched him busy all the way, as if he wanted to reflect his whole body in his eyes, "It's nothing, I miss you, I just hope you come here."

"Then will I interrupt your review?" Sheng Hanyan washed his hands and touched his back with wet hands.

"It's just a short time, why bother?" Jing Simiao laughed, "You haven't come for more than two months, I don't think you can do it?"

Sheng Hanyan was immediately embraced by him, and he looked up at Jing Simiao, "Isn't it possible to meet each other at school?"

"But I can't hug you so openly." Jing Simiao's face was buried in Sheng Hanyan's neck, and the voice of the second half of the sentence was muffled inside. He couldn't hear clearly, but it seemed to come from his bones.

Sheng Hanyan put his arms around his back, and the roots of his ears started to turn red, just wondering why Jing Simiao suddenly started to lose his temper, or did he spend all day studying for exams and writing papers, making him stupid?