What do you think they'll do?
"What else can couples do? This and that, right?"
"What are you saying?" Zhao Xuerou's eyebrows shot up. "How can a woman like you use such foul language all day long!"
After scolding him, she awkwardly turned her head away, no longer looking at Ke Bing. The feeling in her heart was like being pricked by needles, a pain that came and went.
At the same time, she felt powerless.
This feeling is the most unbearable.
A famous psychologist once guaranteed that women are the most prone to overthinking in the world; as soon as they sense the slightest clue, their minds will automatically generate extremely complex emotional dramas.
The truth may not be so scary; it's our imagination that's so scary.
"They're boyfriend and girlfriend, everything they do is normal. You can't control it, and neither can I. Are you going to run up to Jiang Cheng and whine, 'Hey, don't you two be together?' Don't dream about it."
Ke Bing's words stung Zhao Xuerou deeply, and she was also speaking to herself, hence the sour tone in her voice.
At this point, there was no more talking in the dormitory. Zhao Xuerou buried her head in the blanket, while Ke Bing stared at the roses in the open space outside the dormitory.
This rose isn't growing as well as I'd hoped. Maybe the soil or temperature isn't suitable. It always looks so delicate, as if a strong wind could blow it away, branches and leaves alike.
Instead, a small cluster of green leaves sprouted nearby, looking quite vigorous and growing well.
Ke Bing thought for a long time before remembering, "Oh, this is an apple core that Xiao Rou planted..."
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"Come on, come on, hurry up."
In Jiang Cheng's dormitory, next to the sofa, Luo Xiaoli squatted down, crossed her waist, struck an extremely seductive pose, and turned her head to say this to him.
She lay face down on the carpet, her back to Jiang Cheng.
The room was quiet, with no other living creatures besides the two of them. It had a rather lived-in feel, with some clothes scattered haphazardly on the coffee table and sofa, all of which she had just changed out of.
A beautiful, fair-skinned girl smiled as she looked forward to spending time alone with her boyfriend.
In Jiang Cheng's view, she wore black cat ears, had a fluffy tail on her skirt, and her smooth legs were exposed to the air, her knees bent at a perfect angle, her skin radiant.
Her feet were very white, her toenails were painted pink, and her legs were thin and straight, making her very attractive.
Jiang Cheng held up his phone, taking photos of her cosplaying.
This is certainly a rather unique request from Luo Xiaoli.
Many of the clothes that Luo Xiaoli brought before were placed in his dormitory room. A large part of them were costumes of anime characters, and there were also some things that cannot be mentioned.
She originally intended to wear those clothes for Jiang Cheng to see.
But he was firmly rejected.
The reason is that I couldn't control myself.
Nonsense, anyone would be unable to resist. What man can stand having a girlfriend with a great figure swaying in front of him wearing only a few pieces of fabric? There are some things he's planned to do after marriage. If he loses control and gets carried away, he'll be completely ruined.
Jiang Cheng didn't want the war to end. When he and Luo Xiaoli went to visit his aunt, his aunt said, "You finally brought her back."
He said, "Yes, we brought back two more, the other one is our child."
He'd probably get slapped out the door by his aunt.
Speaking of Luo Xiaoli's unique quirk, she likes to buy a lot of clothes that she can't wear normally, and then try them on one by one for Jiang Cheng to see, as if she wants to show off her perfection and present everything to him.
Right now, he's snapping away with lots of photos.
Various angles.
Then he stood up and handed her his phone, saying, "Here you go, I took the picture. Take a look and see how it turned out."
Jiang Cheng sat on the sofa with a sigh of relief, as if he had been freed from immense torment.
Where is your phone?
"Mine?" He took it out of his pocket with a puzzled look and stuffed it into her hand. Although he didn't know what Xiao Li was going to do with it, he still obediently did as she asked.
She sat down on the sofa, changed to a more comfortable position, rested her head on Jiang Cheng's lap, faced the ceiling, raised her phone, transferred all the photos, and saved them.
Here, take it.
"How did they all end up here?"
"Here, you can use it, so you won't miss me when you're alone."
"use······"
Jiang Cheng remained silent for a while, then looked up at the sky.
My girlfriend is so considerate that it's outrageous; she even thought of this.
Hey! Why do you have to be so high on your level of awareness?
Jiang Cheng coughed lightly twice, looked away from Luo Xiaoli who was looking very serious, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.
After all, it had been a long time since they had seen each other, and suddenly entering such an intimate state was still a bit uncomfortable. If he had stayed in Lanjing and the two of them were in that small house, she would probably have the ability to remain unmoved by his advances and wouldn't be blushing.
A few minutes later, Luo Xiaoli changed back into more ordinary clothes. She walked over, stood next to Jiang Cheng, and then stretched out one leg to step over his body.
Then, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Jiang Cheng's neck, and sat down.
This posture appeared particularly intimate, and Jiang Cheng could even feel the slight bulge in her chest.
She knelt on the sofa and hugged him.
Jiang Cheng could smell her long-lost fragrance, feel her warmth, and feel her hot breath on his shoulder, cheek to cheek, his shoulder supporting her chin.
Luo Xiaoli whispered in his ear, "Don't move, let me hold you for a while. It's been so long since I've held you. You feel so warm."
Jiang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then naturally lowered his head, wrapped his arms around her waist, and placed them on her soft back, overlapping them.
He didn't say anything, but moved his hand up slightly.
Luo Xiaoli also reached out a hand and pulled down the hair tie, her black hair falling down in an instant, gently landing in his hand and finally covering it.
No words can describe the feeling at that moment. When she nestled wholeheartedly into his embrace without any reservations, everything else in the world became insignificant. He could only feel the person in his arms, her 37°C body temperature, and her weary yet contented sighs…
She had been waiting for this hug for a long time.
Outside, gray gradually enveloped the buildings, and the ground was filled with the light and shadow reflected from the buildings. The lights were on, and the stars were shining.
Squirrels roam through the towering coniferous forest, walking in the darkness, picking up fallen fruit and storing it in tree holes. They lift a fallen leaf with their paws, their small black eyes searching.
The exhausted people gradually fell asleep...
good evening.
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