Chapter 143 Taking Photos to Commemorate
The three of them froze in place. Chen Cheng was the first to break the awkwardness, and asked in a gentle tone, "Sister Ling, is there something wrong?"
Her words finally came true. Chen Cheng listened and obeyed, but she felt reluctant. She replied with difficulty, "I'm fine. I was just passing by."
Chen Cheng nodded. "Is that so? Then Xia Li and I will go eat first."
"good."
They walked side by side, with endless topics to talk about. Ling Wan recalled Xia Li's healthy and bright smile, the sweet girl type that everyone would like...
It's really an empty road. Her world was originally very happy, but she was unwilling to admit her feelings because her previous relationship was not good, and the terrible age difference was a wall.
Ling Wan wiped away the tears that burst out of her eyes and walked in the opposite direction of the other party.
…
The weather was nice and there were no classes, so Jiang Shiyuan should have been happy. However, when he learned that Pei Xiangwan was leaving in a few days, he turned his back to Pei Xiangwan and looked sad.
When waiting in the hotel, Jiang Shiyuan likes to wear suspenders. She says it is convenient and the tight style outlines the sexy waist curve.
"Jiang Jiang."
Pei Xiangwan's dark eyes locked onto Jiang Shiyuan's slender figure. She slowly approached, put her hand on the other's shoulder, and then shook it off in just a second.
Jiang Shiyuan seemed to be allergic. There were several red marks on her back. Of course, the allergen was Pei Xiangwan.
"Shall I take you shopping for clothes or something?" Pei Xiangwan tried to coax him clumsily, but was choked back.
"Wanwan, do you think I'm short of clothes?"
The bed sank because Pei Xiangwan was kneeling. After listening to Jiang Shiyuan's words, she shook her head in response.
Jiang Shiyuan moved his body until he was face to face with Pei Xiangwan, tracing the outline of Pei Xiangwan's face with his fingers.
"I know, I'll be fine in a while. You don't need to coax me."
The dependence is growing day by day, and Jiang Shiyuan's arrogant selfishness is like a volcano waiting to erupt, which may erupt at any time, but she wants to support her lover's progress.
Jiang Shiyuan carefully portrayed Pei Xiangwan's deep eyes. When she was almost in a trance, Pei Xiangwan reached out and put his arm around her waist. Everything happened so suddenly that Jiang Shiyuan instinctively grabbed the other's shoulders with both hands.
"Cute." Pei Xiangwan said, rubbing Jiang Shiyuan's neck like a kitten, smelling the unique fragrance.
Jiang Shiyuan raised her head and groaned, her grip on Pei Xiangwan's collar tightening, and she nestled herself in the strong and secure embrace.
"You will make me miss you even more, what should I do?"
Her thoughts were completely messed up, her breathing became rapid, and she said, "Otherwise... I'll tie Wanwan up. That way, you can't go anywhere and can only stay by my side."
Pei Xiangwan thought the little fox was joking and said without thinking, "It's not impossible."
As soon as the words came out, Jiang Shiyuan's watery eyes were almost filled with paranoia. She turned Pei Xiangwan's face and kissed her fiercely without saying a word.
Although Pei Xiangwan was surprised, she quickly adapted to this suddenness and immediately took the initiative in the kiss, gradually gaining the upper hand.
Everything went smoothly. Jiang Shiyuan, with his small frame, was like a fox nestling in Pei Xiangwan's arms.
Her trembling eyelashes were stained with tears, and Jiang Shiyuan murmured. She thought the other party would distance himself from her, but he didn't. Pei Xiangwan just let go of her lips.
Jiang Shiyuan thought her own breathing was too noisy, so she tilted her head and covered her mouth to reduce the decibels. She knew what the puppy liked to hear.
When the London wind blows, it is wild and merciless, almost bending the trees. You must listen to its song outside, but you don't need to obey it once you are indoors.
The hem of the suspenders made no sense, it only covered Jiang Shiyuan's collarbone.
"Jiang Jiang."
When Pei Xiangwan called out, Jiang Shiyuan craned his neck to look, but all he could see was a hand with bulging veins moving, sometimes turning to point to the thumb.
Jiang Shiyuan lay down and gently patted the restless head, speaking in a trembling voice.
"Help me...get the lipstick...over here." She was breathing so hard that the pauses in her speech were longer than usual.
Pei Xiangwan let go of Jiang Shiyuan. She still didn't understand him, but she nodded and ran to rummage through Jiang Shiyuan's bag, searching and shouting.
"Which one do you want, Jiang Jiang? There are a lot of lipsticks in there."
The bag was quite close. If Jiang Shiyuan still had the strength, she could take a few steps to get it. But she didn't have any. She said, "Any one will do."
Pei Xiangwan picked up a lipstick that she liked and walked to the bedside to hand it to Jiang Shiyuan. "Here you go, Jiang Jiang. You need to refill your lipstick, right?"
"Yes and no." Jiang Shiyuan said mysteriously. She had a hard time sitting up, but Pei Xiangwan helped her. She pulled her hand back and raised her head. "Sit over there."
Pei Xiangwan looked at her empty hands and couldn't help feeling frustrated. She sat back while Jiang Shiyuan tidied her clothes.
The puppy's low mood was easy to notice, so Jiang Shiyuan moved closer to Pei Xiangwan.
"Childish ghost."
Pei Xiangwan pursed her lips and said nothing. She was immersed in the sadness of Jiang Shiyuan rejecting her. She didn't even realize that her abs were clearly visible to Jiang Shiyuan.
Pei Xiangwan widened her eyes, held Jiang Shiyuan's hand holding the lipstick, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't Jiang Jiang applying lipstick?"
Jiang Shiyuan looked at her and smiled, "I was just applying lipstick." She struggled to free her hand and added, "I think Wanwan needs a mark."
Pei Xiangwan felt a cold itch in her abdomen and immediately tightened her stomach. She did not stop the little fox from painting and said with a hint of helplessness.
"Jiang Jiang is wasting her lipstick."
“I can buy more…”
Jiang Shiyuan wrote each stroke, repeating it along. "Jiang-Shi-Yuan's."
She showed a satisfied smile, put some lipstick on her lips, and pursed her lips and brought them closer.
Pei Xiangwan tensed her whole body, her dark eyes no longer gentle as water, but rather like the gaze of a beast that loves to disguise itself, staring at its prey.
Seeing that the lipstick mark was intact, Jiang Shiyuan said excitedly, "That's right! It's stamped, don't wash it off Wanwan." She thought of something, reached under the pillow, took out her cell phone and approached Pei Xiangwan.
"Let's commemorate this."
She turned on the camera function, but because Pei Xiangwan became slow, the person reflected in the image was supporting himself on the bed with his hands, his head tilted, and the corners of his lips raised, looking restrained and ruffian.
Jiang Shiyuan's wrist was grabbed, she trembled as if frightened, and then she heard the other party say.
"Huh? Why don't you commemorate it?"
Jiang Shiyuan hesitated, "I..."
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