Teacher, she snatched my milk tea!

I still remember when I was in the first year of high school, and it was also the freshman orientation party. At that time, Ji Xiran was pushed to perform on stage.

But what she performed that time was not dancing, but playing the flute, and she made a combination with several other girls who played the piano, played the sheng, and danced.But the beauty of flamboyance on stage is the same.

She still remembers that at that time, it was afternoon, she and many people were sitting on the lawn of the school playground, watching the performance.At that time, her face was scalding hot under the scorching autumn sun, and her body was bored and lacked energy, but she could still remember Ji Xiran's every move and look in his eyes on the stage at that time.

Some things seem to be engraved in the bones and blood, and they can't be worn away.

Wen Xinyan has never told anyone about her family, nor has she ever said what happened to her. Even if she brought Ji Xiran home to let her know the situation of her family, she would not elaborate on the specific things.

From junior high school to high school and even to university, the biggest impression she gives people may be the way she looks at her desk reading.

In the eyes of the teachers, she is a quiet, gentle, thin and good student with excellent academic performance.

In the eyes of her classmates, she is easy to talk to, she is often praised by teachers for her excellent grades, she can only study hard, and she is a beautiful and enviable student.

In the eyes of her relatives and her mother, she is an obedient, sensible and worry-free child.

However, in her own eyes, she is actually a cowardly and timid, inferior and unwilling to cause trouble, indecisive and indecisive, a wimp who can't do anything well.

For a while, she has been self-loathing, because, in addition to studying, she can do nothing.

The big lock between the liberal arts and science classes not only locked the freedom to communicate with each other, but also locked the freedom she felt.

Life is too short to live up to your youth.

Sometimes she looked at these words and phrases praising youth, praising freedom and praising love, and she was really full of doubts.

If you live up to your youth, how can you live up to it.

She has never been able to understand.

Until she saw Ji Xiran, saw her living a bright and flamboyant life, free and lively.

Like the weeping willows that grow unbridled in the spring of March.

Every move, every frown and smile, every word and deed, every anger and anger, all carry a vigor that she doesn't have.

Youth sometimes, youth is fleeting, but Ji Xiran is the only one.

One of her favorite scenes is when the class teacher took them on a trip before they were in the first class, Ji Xiran was standing in front of a wheat field, wearing a straw hat, smiling and opening his hands for Lu Wanwan to take a picture of her.

She also took this photo, but the pixel of the mobile phone she used was not good, so she couldn't make out anything vaguely.

But she regarded this photo as a treasure, and deliberately saved a meal, printed it out at the place where the photo was developed, and locked it in the desk drawer at home. When she was free, she took it out and looked at the people on it in a daze.

After the shift, she would dream almost every night.

Sometimes I dream of Ji Xiran smiling at her standing at the door of the corridor, sometimes I dream of the way she is immersed in the questions, and sometimes I dream of the way she squints her eyes while holding milk tea.

Ji, Xi, Ran.

The combination of these three words can break her heart.

For her affection, it is estimated that only by breaking her heart and letting people see that her name is written in her heart, will people know how deep her love is.

Even if she is usually obedient to Ji Xiran, and her eyes are full of affection, it is not enough to express that she loves her to the point where she can go crazy.

Even Ji Xiran himself doesn't know this.

It's just that when she heard Wen Xinyan say this, she immediately burst into a smile, stepped forward, put her arms around Wen Xinyan's neck, and pressed her forehead against hers, her voice turned into a low whisper in the ambiguous distance between the two, like a fiery flower The roses speak the whispers of love. "Let's open a room."

When she smiled, her brows moved, she looked forward, and when their breaths touched each other, Wen Xinyan felt that she was in the fog, so she didn't know what she was talking about, but she always listened to her, she Whatever she said was what she said, and she didn't seriously study what she said, so she agreed in a daze. "Um."

Walking on the road to the hotel, Ji Xiran didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were shining brightly.Wen Xinyan didn't know where she was going to take her, but wherever she went, she followed her.

It took nearly a month of her living expenses to choose a special hotel with super good service. After leading people to the room, she saw the central kingsize bed and the special sex toys for couples on it. Ji Xiran smiled and said, " Sure enough, it’s worth the money, money is easy to do.”

For this kind of thing, Ji Xiran actually has a sense of holiness hidden in her bones. She wants to interact with her other half in the most romantic time, in the cleanest and luxurious place, with heart and body.

So she tried to create this kind of environment as much as possible, even if it cost her more money.

Wen Xinyan saw the layout around her, as if she just woke up from a dream, her fair face immediately turned red, and she looked at Ji Xiran with a little bewilderment, "Xi... Xi... you... what are you doing—"

She didn't even finish the word "what", Ji Xiran blew a kiss to her, and said with a smile, "Mei Wen is waiting, I'll go in and change first."

After speaking, she flew into the bathroom like a butterfly.

Wen Xinyan stood outside, looking at the things on the big bed, feeling her face getting hotter and hotter, and her mind was chaotic, she thought she should think about something, but unfortunately, her mind was getting hotter and hotter. About these things, it was blank. The only thing she had an impression of was the kiss scenes of Liao Liao's male and female protagonists in several film and television dramas that she had accidentally bumped into, and the few instances of kissing with Ji Xiran.

So she didn't know how to react to this situation, so she could only stand there stupidly.

When Ji Xiran changed his clothes and came out, he saw his warm beauty, like a boiled shrimp, red from head to toe, obediently standing in place, not moving.I don't know if I was frightened by such a bold move by her, or by the furnishings in this room.

In order to create an ambiguous feeling, the lights in the room are deliberately dark yellow, and the tip of the nose can smell the fragrance of roses.

Lights, beauties, flowers, everything is ready.

Ji Xiran smiled and unbuttoned a collar, and said to his beauty standing not far away, "Come here."

It was like an invitation from a goblin. Wen Xinyan heard it and felt that she had been bewitched. She only saw people not far away from her. She looked at her outstretched hands and walked forward slowly, one step, two steps .

Ji Xiran smiled brightly, and didn't care at all that Wen Xinyan, who had never experienced such a thing, was as stiff as a pillar.

However, there are some things that can only be done by people as stiff as the pillars.

The clothes she was wearing were no longer the long-sleeves prepared for her by her seniors, but a hot and cool dance dress with hot pants and waistless.

Although the time was short, she also put on a make-up that made herself look ten times more enchanting.

After coming out of the bathroom, I went straight to the bewildered person standing in the middle.

There are so many seductive vixens in the world, but Ji Xiran is the most unique one. She is a little fox who has not yet practiced home. I don’t know where she learned pole, pipe, and dance. In this magnificent hotel, Climbing on the stiff pillar named "Wen Xinyan", she did her best to dance alone.

Her dancing skills may not be as hot and seductive as those dancers in the bar, but to Wen Xinyan, who has long been deeply in love with her, it is like a poisonous snake that lures her into the garden and picks apples. She couldn't resist.

The air conditioner was clearly turned on in the room, but she felt that her body was very hot, the lights were dim, and she looked at the person in front of her in a trance.

The little fox Ji Xiran probably felt that teasing her was enough, panting and leaning against her, his expression was moving, his face was flushed with blush, more charming and beautiful than a well-painted Danko.

Her nose was filled with the warm breath she exhaled, with a fragrance of flowers, which made her a little intoxicated.

"Wen Meiren... Do I dance well?" She said in a coquettish tone, as if she couldn't get a sweet child, and if she said she didn't look good, she would start a fight with her.

Wen Xinyan held her slender waist tightly, bit her lip and nodded slowly.

Not only is it beautiful, but it will even take her life away.

Ji Xiran took advantage of the situation to chase after her, and put his head on her cheek, "Then do you like me?"

Wen Xinyan didn't answer her with words, but slowly lowered her head, took the initiative to find the corner of her lips, and kissed her softly.

The kiss is fleeting, like a dandelion blown by the wind in spring and falling on the lips, making people feel itchy at the corners of the mouth.

Only then did Ji Xiran smile, and when she was about to leave his lips, he tiptoed slightly and hugged her violently, and the two fell down together on the big bed in the middle of the hotel.

When the incense prepared for sex in the room was burning, reddish sparks floated up, and an unusually sweet and greasy fragrance faintly permeated the room.

It was pouring rain outside the window, and the bean-sized raindrops hit the window, covering the sound in the room.

But some shy voices can be heard vaguely.

"You're...um...you...how did you do that?"

"If you have a roommate who likes to watch action movies all the time, you will learn it quickly."

"..."

The vague words of love came out amidst the tumbling of the red quilt, and after the clouds disappeared, the flowers outside the window became more and more alluring by the rain.

Wen Xinyan was lying on the bed, her brows and eyes were a little tired, and Ji Xiran beside her was blushing, and fell asleep holding her arm tightly.

She looked at her contented, somewhat charming sleeping face, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to trace her facial features.

From the slightly angular brow bone to the delicate and delicate tip of the nose.

She doesn't understand why Ji Xiran brought her here today, but she has no reservations, no matter what, as long as she can give something, she will definitely give it.

The more she looked at her, the water called love in her heart couldn't stop flowing.

In a daze, she seemed to be back in a Chinese class in the first year of high school, when the girl in the white silk shirt shook her head and led the class to read the text.

Hearing the delicate voice echoing in her ears, like a stone breaking the calm lake surface, ripples appeared in her heart.

"The king is a rock, the concubine is a pampas grass, and the pampas grass is like silk, and the rock cannot be moved."