Chapter 109: Let Yu Jingmo play with the spring dream.


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Chapter 109: Let Yu Jingmo play with the spring dream.

The library is spacious to begin with, and the broadcast can reach every corner. People coming up the escalator hesitated. Isn't this a book club? How come it's like a pyramid scheme?

The young man in the white down jacket was the one who was forced to brainwash but failed, and he resisted the pyramid scheme with a look of disgust, while the people in the pyramid scheme organization were furious and the people around him were watching this scene nervously.

The girl was amused by her own imagination and laughed out loud: "Haha..."

The organizer seemed to be mercilessly mocked and looked at the girl: "Does this girl have anything to say?"

Girl: "What stinks?"

Organizer: “…”

The organizer put away the microphone awkwardly and quickly asked his assistant to bring a new one.

A new microphone arrived, but this time it was handed to Hai Chao: "Please invite Hai Chao from Class 6, Grade 2 of Deyin Senior High School to give a speech."

Hai Chao has won many awards in essay competitions, and his short stories have been published many times. He has been recruited by editors of many magazines but failed. He has become quite famous in the literary circle.

Unlike Tian Ruan, who became known to others by accident.

More and more people gathered around, and seeing that Hai Chao was a young man with a vigorous appearance and handsome face, many people looked at him with admiration.

Looking at Tian Ruan again, I originally thought he was just an ordinary boy who was arrogant because of his talent, but I found that he had a beautiful face which was completely opposite to his simple and honest style.

Hai Chao took the microphone and said, "I am honored to represent Deyin to come to this reading club and make friends with all the literature lovers. I would like to thank the school, the principal, and the leaders for giving me this opportunity..."

All in all, it's just a bunch of polite words that are hard to fault.

The organizer took the lead in applauding, and sparse applause broke out.

The microphone was passed to a leader from the Education Bureau, who also offered a series of polite words of encouragement. Zhu Zhizhi winked at Tian Ruan, telling him to go and make his presence felt.

After Tian Ruan and other leaders finished their speeches, he stepped forward and introduced himself: "I am..."

"I know who you are, you stink." The leader joked.

Tian Ruan: “…”

"Honest and straightforward, just like your composition." The leader smiled again, "Whether studying or writing, sincerity is always the ultimate skill. It is your rare honesty and not lying that is so valuable."

Upon hearing this, the organizer echoed: "Yes, many articles nowadays are fake and dishonest."

The leader patted Tian Ruan on the shoulder and said, "Study hard, you will have a promising future."

Tian Ruan was deeply encouraged and nodded seriously: "I know."

The organizer asked with a smile: "Do you still want to speak? The microphone doesn't stink anymore."

Tian Ruan was embarrassed: "Thank you, but no thanks."

Next was a lecture by a professor from the Department of Literature in the computer area, and many people went to listen. Tian Ruan also leaned over and listened to the talks about writing techniques, the cultivation of literary literacy, and the development of domestic literary prospects.

Someone asked: "Now is the era of short videos, and few students can calm down and read a complete literary work. What should we do?"

Professor: "Time is like a torrent, with one wave pushing on another. Literature has been the heritage of mankind since ancient times. It may be submerged in the torrent, but it will not disappear. Those who want to inherit it will naturally do so, and those who can't stand it will naturally disappear. If it is your own child, you can interfere. Schools should also strengthen the management of mobile phones and do their part."

Tian Ruan reflected that Deyin did not have too much control over students playing with mobile phones, but there were really many club activities. As long as students joined, they had plenty of time for leisure and entertainment, and they did not need to use mobile phones to increase their entertainment.

...So many people play with their mobile phones not because they want to, but because they really have nothing else to do.

For students in aristocratic schools, playing with mobile phones is a waste of time. Also, because they have experienced richer and more interesting things, mobile phones are no longer attractive to them.

Tian Ruan looked at the people in the literature club and they looked puzzled. They didn't understand what was so fun about mobile phones that they needed to be singled out for discussion.

Two hours later, Tian Ruan did not gain nothing from this reading club. At least the city library had a rich variety of books.

He took pictures of many books that interested him with his mobile phone, searched on the book website and added them to the shopping cart, planning to buy them online when he returned to Suzhou.

There is also a New Year Festival where you can get discounts, which is much more cost-effective than buying from a bookstore.

The phone vibrates.

Yu Jingmo: How was the lecture?

Tian Ruan: Benefited a lot.

Yu Jingmo: Did the director of the Education Bureau praise you?

Tian Ruan: Thank you for the compliment.

Yu Jingmo: Don’t be proud.

Tian Ruan: No.

Yu Jingmo: Do ​​you miss me?

Tian Ruan: I want to.

Yu Jingmo: Xiaoai, I’ll pick you up later.

Tian Ruan: /Love

The last hour was spent on building relationships with each other. Tian Ruan never liked those nonsense things, so he just wandered among the bookshelves and read by the window. There were a few people who came to chat with Tian Ruan, but they seemed to treat him as an NPC and left after chatting for a few words.

Tian Ruan looked at them and smiled without saying anything. They all seemed to think that they were the protagonists of this world.

At 4:30:00 in the afternoon, Tian Ruan received Yu Jingmo's message on time: Come down.

Just as Tian Ruan was about to take the elevator down, Zhu Zhizhi stopped him and said, "The leader hasn't left yet, why are you leaving?"

"The activity lasts for three hours. It's time." Tian Ruan asked in confusion, "Does the reading club also have to work overtime?"

"...Of course not. If you leave like this, you will look like a bad person."

Tian Ruan was open-minded: "So you think I am a fart, haha——"

After saying that, he flew away like a balloon. Mao Qi followed closely behind, but his speed was not as fast as Tian Ruan.

Tian Ruan ran out of the library happily, went down the stairs, went to the flower bed, took the paper next to Dazhuang and threw it into the trash can. Mao Qi kicked Da Zhuang, who was sleeping soundly, awake.

Da Zhuang shook his head: "Who, who...Brother Yan Wang."

The Rolls-Royce was waiting in the temporary parking lot. Tian Ruan jumped down the steps. The car door opened. He ducked in and leaned against the embrace of the blend of wood and ice and snow, feeling comfortable.

"Are you tired?" Yu Jingmo said in a low voice, his thin lips close to Tian Ruan's ear, and he looked calmly at the young man who depended on him.

There was a driver in the front seat, Tian Ruan was too embarrassed to act like a spoiled child, so she hugged Yu Jingmo's arm and said, "A little bit."

"Go back to the villa and rest first."

"villa?"

"Well, I have a villa here. It's not big, but it's big enough for people to live in."

The secretary notified the housekeeping company in advance to clean the house and also delivered fresh ingredients. This villa can be said to be ready for move-in.

The villa is at the foot of the mountain in the old city, surrounded by small villas and private residences. The environment is beautiful and the air is fresh. Most of the people living here are middle class.

Yu Jingmo's villa is one of the earliest ones. It has a classical shape, similar to the American style, and is decorated in a pastoral style, making it suitable as a permanent residence.

Tian Ruan walked around inside and said, "It's a pity that such a nice house has been abandoned for so long."

Yu Jingmo: "You can rent it out."

“Who are you renting it to?”

"The second generation of rich people who have money but nowhere to spend it. If they rent it out for seven or eight years, they can make their money back."

"...really good at making money." Rounding it off, it means someone else bought a house for Yu Jingmo.

The room was bright and spacious, warm and comfortable. Tian Ruan didn't want to move after lying on the sofa. He fell asleep in a daze and had a very bizarre dream.

In his dream, he went to the library to borrow books. There was a book at the top of the bookshelf, and he couldn't reach it. He didn't know whether the bookshelf had become higher or he had become shorter.

He jumped up in anger, but still couldn't reach it. At this time, a big hand helped him reach the book.

Tian Ruan turned around in surprise. It was Yu Jingmo in his school days, wearing a blue and white school uniform. He couldn't help but shout, "Thank you, senior."

Yu Jingmo had broad shoulders and long legs. The loose school uniform made him look as tall as a bamboo. He lowered his cold and lonely eyes and said, "I didn't help you for nothing."

Tian Ruan asked: "What do you want, Senior?"

Yu Jingmo supported the bookshelf with one hand, lowered his head close to his lips and said, "I want you."

Then they kissed in the library, Yu Jingmo took off all his clothes, this and that... Even if Tian Ruan said no, Yu Jingmo still lifted his legs up, covered them with his school uniform, and pressed them against the shaky bookshelf...

Rubbing and poking.

Tian Ruan: “…Asshole!”

Tian Ruan woke up with sweat on his forehead. He felt very heavy on his body. He looked again and found that he was covered with a quilt weighing at least ten kilograms.

Yu Jingmo heard his scolding, came out of the kitchen with a glass of water, and said, "It's cold, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold, is the quilt heavy?"

Tian Ruan looked at the buzzing air conditioner, 38℃.

There is a kind of coldness that makes your husband feel you are cold.

Tian Ruan's face flushed: "It's so hot."

Yu Jingmo took the quilt away with one hand and put the water on the coffee table. "Drink some water. It's too dry."

Tian Ruan sat up and held the water cup, feeling guilty and not daring to look at Yu Jingmo, "How long have I slept?"

"Half an hour."

Tian Ruan felt like he had slept for several hours, but the wonderful dream lasted only half an hour... In other words, he had an erotic dream as soon as he fell asleep and did not last until he woke up.

"What did you dream about?" Yu Jingmo raised his hand and touched his forehead. It wasn't very hot.

Tian Ruan hesitated: "Nothing, I just dreamed that you became a student and we were reading in the library."

"Just reading, nothing else?"

“…”

Yu Jingmo looked at the young man's rosy face and his moist lips from drinking water. He looked very kissable, and he indeed did so.

Tian Ruan was kissed and pressed on the sofa, with her clothes in disarray.

Yu Jingmo asked in a low voice: "Am I like this in your dream?"

Tian Ruan's mind was a little confused. After thinking about the content of the dream, he said shyly, "More than that."

Yu Jingmo fiercely absorbed the breath from his mouth, his lips, teeth and tongue entwined as if to suck the marrow out of his bones. His fingertips easily captured the young man's shyness and soothed him gently.

Perhaps because she had scolded Yu Jingmo in the dream and felt a little guilty, Tian Ruan did not resist as she did in the dream and let Yu Jingmo play with her.

About half an hour later, Yu Jingmo carried him to the bathroom.

Under the shower, Yu Jingmo's shirt was soaked, his waist and abdominal muscles were clearly visible, and he was full of powerful explosive power. He picked up Tian Ruan and pressed his back against the smooth wall tiles.

The water was flowing like a torrent. Tian Ruan couldn't open her eyes and had no strength left. She could only hook her arms around Yu Jingmo's neck and be held up by Yu Jingmo's big hands.

When the bathtub was full of water, Yu Jingmo pulled him in and held him on his lap.

...Assistant Xu wandered around the living room for a long time but couldn't find anyone. He heard the sound of water in the bathroom and waited silently for an hour.

The clock on the wall read 7:20 in the evening.

Assistant Xu: “…” Damn, why hasn’t he come out yet? !

He stared at the bathroom door, but was afraid of seeing something he shouldn't see. After a lot of hesitation, he put the mask on his eyes and knocked on the bathroom door. "Ahem, Mr. Yu, Madam, the ribbon-cutting ceremony is about to begin tonight. Do you remember?"

In the bathroom: "..."

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