Chapter 297 Still pretending?
Looking at the back, it’s Jiang Lin for sure.
Hearing her footsteps, Jiang Lin turned around. Qi Yue took a look and found that his face was covered with a layer of mist just like her brother's.
Could this kid be hiding among these people? Otherwise, why would they go to the trouble of mosaicing his face?
Just as he was thinking about it, Jiang Lin spoke.
"Young lady has just recovered from a serious illness. Although she is concerned about her studies, she should not rush into anything. Today, Jiang will consolidate her previous studies, and I will start teaching her new studies tomorrow."
Qi Yue dismissed the maid first, and then they were the only ones left in the room.
He sighed and said, "I had a serious illness and forgot all my studies. Now, I can't even remember the Three Character Classic... Teacher, what do you think I should do?"
Jiang Lin's tone remained unchanged as he said calmly, "It's okay. Miss is very intelligent and has a photographic memory. It should be no problem for her to study again in this month."
Qi Yue: ???
How come she doesn't know that I'm a genius with a photographic memory?
It’s better to just try it. She doesn’t want to be trapped in a dream and study for an exam. It would cost her her life.
"Ouch... My head hurts so much..." Qi Yue pressed his forehead with half his eyes, and with his other hand he groped and pressed Jiang Lin's body, and fell over.
Seeing her like this, Jiang Lin hurriedly supported her.
"Miss, what's wrong with you? Why does your head hurt? Is it possible that you haven't recovered from your illness yet?"
She frowned and grabbed his arm, "Teacher, please help me to the couch. I'll rest for a while, maybe I'll be fine..."
The hand naturally touched his waist. Jiang Lin's body froze and he wanted to pry it open with his hand. "Miss... I'll call the maid in for you..."
Before he could finish his words, Qi Yue's body went limp.
He was so frightened that he didn't care too much and could only help her to the couch with his stiff body.
As soon as she reached the couch, Qi Yue half opened her eyes and tripped on purpose. Jiang Lin was tripped by her and fell onto the couch, and she also pounced on him.
He put his hands on his chest and put one leg across his waist, pressing him directly onto the couch.
The other hand moved up his chest from bottom to top, slowly to his jaw, and suddenly pinched it.
Jiang Lin was stunned and couldn't believe it. With her bold movements, his ears began to feel hot and he hurriedly held her shoulders.
"Ms. Qi, what are you doing? Let Jiang go!"
She curled her lips and said nonsense: "I just learned a set of self-defense skills yesterday. I will try it out today. Please teach me, teacher."
Suddenly I realized that the closer I got, the thinner the mist on this person's face seemed to become.
As she got closer and closer, the embarrassment on his face became more and more obvious, almost penetrating the fog.
"Ms. Qi, I am a professor of literature. If you want to test your self-defense skills, you can ask Master Bai to teach you. However, in my humble opinion, your self-defense skills seem a little inappropriate..."
"Oh?" Qi Yue smiled faintly, and put his index finger on the still chattering lips under the mist, "Then the student will ask some questions that the teacher can answer."
Jiang Lin reached out to hold the wrist that was against his lips, but she cleverly flipped her hand and clasped it, and their hands were intertwined.
The moment their palms touched, his body tensed even more.
He turned his face away, his breathing trembling a little.
"You...you can ask anything you want, just go down first..."
"That won't do. Only by asking this way can I judge whether the teacher is telling the truth or not. After all..."
She took his hand and pressed it over his heart, "The heart won't lie."
For a moment, the heart paused, and then began beating violently.
"What...what do you want to ask?"
The hand that she held, the knuckles curled slightly without being noticed, and then it was loosely clasped.
Even the air in the room seemed to become more charming.
Just when Jiang Lin was thinking about how to answer her next question that might tease him.
Qi Yue stuck the sticker on him again and said leisurely, "I heard that if you want good luck, you have to step on dog poop, but I can't find dog poop in my yard, so I found some bird poop and touched it with my hands. Teacher, do you think bird poop luck can be contagious?"
As she spoke, she cast her eyes on their interlocked hands with a smile.
Jiang Lin: “Ah?”
He was a little confused. What did this mean?
With a "bang", the door was kicked open.
“What are you doing!?”
Qi Yue lowered his eyes and smiled, ignoring the angry rebuke from the person at the door behind him, he lowered his head again and made a gesture as if he wanted to kiss the person under him.
The mist on Jiang Lin's face gradually dissipated, revealing a handsome face with a blush and timid look.
"Miss...Miss..."
When Qi Junqi saw that she completely ignored him, he instantly became angry.
He raised his hand and waved it. A gust of wind blew and Jiang Lin under him disappeared without a trace in an instant.
The next second, he was in front of the bed and grabbed her wrist.
"Nonsense! He is your teacher..."
Before he could finish his words, Qi Yue laughed and quickly pushed him down and grabbed his throat.
"Got you, little dog."
Qi Junqi's face darkened, "Qi Yue, what are you crazy about?"
She tightened her grip slightly, causing his face to turn red.
"I know you're a pervert, but I didn't expect you to be so perverted as to pretend to be my royal brother. Why... do you still want to play sadomasochism?"
Qi Junqi frowned, as if he could not bear it any longer. He turned over and pressed her under him, then grabbed her hands.
"What on earth are you talking about? It looks like you've really lost your mind..."
"Are you still pretending?" Qi Yue laughed, and he hooked his hand that was restrained in front of him upwards, grabbed the collar and pulled hard.
"I didn't doubt you at first. I thought you put the mist on my brother's face to mislead me. But today I saw that Jiang Lin's face was also covered with mist. It's a bit like trying to cover up one's own fault."
"Also, if you are not the master of the dream, then explain why Jiang Lin disappeared?"
There was still a thin layer of mist on Qi Junqi's face, and his expression could not be seen clearly. Qi Yue simply didn't want to listen to his excuses anymore.
While he was silent, he pulled hard again.
The moment their lips touched, the mist on his face instantly dissipated.
A pair of peach blossom eyes came into view.
If not Murong Heli, then who else could it be?
Seeing that he couldn't pretend any longer, he simply let go of her hand, lifted the back of her head, and deepened the kiss.
Qi Yue pushed him away with force and was about to speak when the surrounding environment shattered again.
"What the hell? Again?"
Murong Heli kissed her again, and then the shattering sound stopped.
Qi Yue looked at him, eyes full of confusion: What's going on?
Murong Heli blinked helplessly: I don’t know either…
She pushed him away tentatively, and the moment her lips parted, the shattering sound was heard again.
So she immediately grabbed his collar and kissed him.
The two of them stared at each other.
After one stick of incense.
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