I Like You So Much

Chapter 54: Vol. 1 54 Send painting

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Li Jiao brought Zhang Jiuling to the backstage. Now everyone who has the show is on the stage, and many people are gathered around the front desk to watch the fun. Therefore, the background is still a bit deserted.

I looked left and right, there was no one around.

Li Jiao quickly dragged Zhang Jiuling and jumped into the prop room, opened the door, squeezed in quickly, and quickly closed it again.

Zhang Jiuling let the little girl take her to the backstage. Then, looking at her furtively, she pulled him into a room with no lights on, and Li Jiao hadn't turned on the lights, so it was dark in the props room.

His eyes were darkened, and he could not see his fingers.

This feeling, why... so much like cheating

In the dark, Zhang Jiuling raised her eyebrows slightly. Now, do little girls like to play like this

The dark props room was closed, and the sound of the performance outside was vague and indistinguishable. At this moment, the room seemed extraordinarily quiet.

Without waiting for Zhang Jiuling to speak, he only heard the voice of the little girl beside him groping around and muttering.

"Oops, I forgot to turn on the light."

"Hey, where's the switch?"

"Where's the door?"

"Where's the wall?"

Then, there was a rustling sound, Li Jiao was looking for the switch everywhere.

She had just stepped off the stage after the performance, and she didn't even have her cell phone with her. In the dark, without light, she is a little blind.

The steps are carefully tentative, bumping everywhere, a pair of hands are randomly swiping in the air, left and right.

"Hey, where's the switch?"

"Instructor, don't panic, I'll look for the switch."

Zhang Jiuling, a retired special forces soldier with excellent eyesight, can roughly see even in the dark, and perceives a black shadow in front of her. The little girl is talking to herself, while drawing random symbols with her hands, trying to find the switch.

She couldn't see clearly, maybe she was afraid of falling. So one foot didn't move, and the other foot was like the small claws of an octopus, squirmly, testing around.

Zhang Jiuling, who clearly witnessed everything: "..."

"Instructor, instructor?"

Li Jiao, who was in total darkness, could not touch the switch, nor did she hear Zhang Jiuling answer. In my heart, I was instantly apprehensive.

Like a little ostrich, she shrank in place, her voice trembling, "Teacher, instructor~"

Van ~ Gogh ~ ah ~ I won't hit a ghost.

When the words fell, Li Jiao suddenly felt someone approaching behind her, until she stood firm. She took a step back subconsciously, her back pressed against the man's warm chest, a little hard.

At the same time, she heard a slightly hoarse, calm voice. The voice is soft and soft, a bit like the sound of a cello being gently played with strings. Ringing in the ear, sweet and gentle.

"I am here."

These two words instantly gave her a great sense of security. Li Jiao, who was originally a little timid, immediately found the backbone. The corners of his mouth curved, sweetly.

"Instructor~"

Just as Li Jiao was about to turn around, Zhang Jiuling noticed that there was a large cabinet next to her, and when she turned around, she was afraid that she might bump into it.

"Be careful."

Zhang Jiuling hurriedly grabbed her shoulders and took a step back. Before Li Jiao could react, she had already been led around in a circle.

Afterwards, he lay down firmly in the person's arms, burying his head in the jacket and clothes on the person's chest.

Under Zhang Jiuling's coat, only a pair of black long sleeves were worn, which was a bit thin. Li Jiao was led around and fell into his arms. Her face was directly pressed against his chest, a little hard and warm.

The temperature seemed to be contagious, and the temperature on Li Jiao's face also began to rise slowly, turning a tinge of crimson.

Van Gogh, the instructor took the initiative to hug me for the second time! ! !

Although Li Jiao is very shy on the outside, she is full of courage in her heart! Afraid of being seen by Zhang Jiuling, he shamelessly rubbed his head into the man's arms, his two small claws passed through his waist, hugged him tightly.

My god, I'm so moved.

The instructor is in great shape~

Zhang Jiuling looked down at her and thought the little girl was scared. He raised his hand and patted her back lightly, his voice low and soft.

"Not afraid."

Saying that, he touched the back of her head and rubbed soothingly.

As everyone knows, Li Jiao in his arms was almost moved to tears. A small mouth was choked to death, for fear that if he couldn't control himself, he would say "Ahhhh".

No, no, I want a lady!

Ah, never mind! The instructor is so gentle ah ah ah-

She didn't turn on the lights, which was the right choice!

Zhang Jiuling thought she was afraid of the dark and kept holding her. But Li Jiao, who was shrunk in his arms, was frantically controlling the joy that she was about to bear.

Afraid that she would laugh out loud, Li Jiao's two small claws had been clinging to the edge of Zhang Jiuling's clothes, and they were clenched tightly!

OMG!

I can't stand it anymore, the instructor is so gentle! I really want to cry now, I really want to cry!

Do not! If there is a chance, she must drive a small car with a big horn on it, just like the hawking sound at the entrance of the village, it keeps playing.

Instructor, I love you!

Also, who said that the instructor was a straight man with a cold face? !

Stand up for me! ! !

I will never kill you! ! !

God, are the instructors considered straight? What are the other men

He is obviously a super gentle person!

If Wang Haonan or Liuzi, or Zhang Jiuling's former teammates are here. Hearing Li Jiao's words, it is estimated that her eyes could pop out of her sockets, and she roared in disbelief.

"You wake up!!!!"

"Zhang Jiuling is gentle?!!!!!!"

But when Li Jiao saw how Zhang Jiuling trained his teammates a little before, she would never say such "crazy" words!

With a "click", Zhang Jiuling pressed the switch, the room suddenly lit up, and the bright incandescent lamps shot down from overhead, covering every corner of the room.

The sudden light made Li Jiao feel a little uncomfortable. She opened her eyes and immediately retracted into her arms. Coquettishly, a small head rubbed against the person's chest.

Zhang Jiuling looked down, and the little girl pressed her forehead against his chest, like a coquettish child, rubbing slightly. In his heart, itchingly,

Suddenly, the place softened.

The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and she rubbed her little head again, comforting her.

"Good, don't be afraid."

The extremely gentle tone made Li Jiao a little suspicious. Is this still an instructor

Really, the instructor was too gentle today.

She raised her head stupidly, and there was a stunned tuft of hair on her forehead, which made her even more stunned.

The big wet eyes shined brightly under the reflection of the light. Like two precious and rare grape gemstones, beautiful and delicate. A small face, whether it was embarrassed or something, was red, like a ripe fruit on the branch.

Lips smeared with lipstick are lustrous.

Zhang Jiuling's heart moved when she saw it, and there was a place in her heart that tickled. In the mouth, suddenly some dry, astringent.

It was as if there was a small flame, lightly ignited by the wind, and the stars lit up, looming.

"That's right, Instructor."

Li Jiao suddenly remembered her business, let go of her hand, and ran to the corner of the wall.

The little girl stepped out of her arms and suddenly felt empty. Zhang Jiuling watched her run to the corner and squat down in front of a frame covered with cloth.

"Instructor," Li Jiao picked up the picture frame, put it on a table in the room, stood up, curved the corners of her mouth, and smiled brightly.

"You gave me a bracelet before. I didn't have anything to give you that time, so I gave you my headband."

Speaking of this, Li Jiao couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth. She still remembered that she gave Zhang Jiuling the headband as a mortgage before, and asked him to exchange the headband for gifts in the future.

As a result, he really carried it every day, and even attached it to his car keys.

She looked at the person and said with serious eyes, "Today, the gift can finally be honored."

When the words fell, Li Jiao tore off the cloth on the painting, revealing her original appearance. Her smile was bright and radiant, like a delicate flower.

"Instructor, thank you for being my boyfriend."

Li Jiao has always considered herself very lucky.

When the military training met Zhang Jiuling, a series of things happened. She gradually had a crush on him.

Later, he did not return to Beijing. Let Wang Haonan come to NTU as an instructor, and finally, he came to attend her military training ending ceremony, he left a phone number, and they got together on the National Day...

Li Jiao felt very lucky that the person she liked happened to like her too.

Thank you for this military training, thank you for meeting him, and thank you, Zhang Jiuling became her boyfriend.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling looked at the little girl first. She stood there wearing that beautiful little army green skirt. Pretty and sweet, obediently, holding up the picture and looking at him and smiling.

That painting, it was when he ran to the ambulance with the little girl in his arms. Strong strokes, clean lines and beautiful composition. In the painting, a man in a military uniform is tall and straight and heroic. Holding the little girl, the pace is firm, sonorous, and never backs down. Holy and majestic, like a messenger sent by the gods.

That's what Li Jiao felt. That night, Zhang Jiuling was the god sent by heaven to save her, the god of her alone.

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This painting, it can be seen, is carefully painted. I don't know how much effort she should have taken to paint this painting, and how much time she should have spent.

Zhang Jiuling walked over and stood in front of her, her narrow eyes slightly raised at the end of her eyes, dark and serene. Looking at her, full of tenderness and affection. The corners of his lips twitched, softly speaking.

"Thank you too, for agreeing to be my girlfriend."

We are honored to each other, you are my girlfriend and I am your boyfriend.

Hearing this, Li Jiao carefully put down the painting, grinning, her sweet little dimples filled with honey instantly, sweetly.

"Instructor... ah-"

Before she could finish speaking, Li Jiao suddenly emptied her feet and was hugged by the waist. Suddenly weightless, she was so frightened that she quickly hugged the man's neck.

Zhang Jiuling suddenly picked her up in the posture of a princess. Li Jiao couldn't react in time, she turned her head in a daze, and met his long and narrow eyes, deep and dark.

"Instructor... why are you suddenly... holding me?"

she asked stupidly.

Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I thought that you gave me this painting because you wanted me to hug you."

Saying that, he glanced at the painting on the table next to him. The two people in the painting are exactly the same as they are now holding the princess.

"Ah, no, I, though, but..."

Li Jiao was so anxious that she wanted to explain, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Although she did think about letting the instructor hold her, it was definitely because of the painting!

Hey, although the instructor is really happy to hug her, how do you want her to admit it now? !

"Instructor, I didn't mean that." Li Jiao's face quickly turned red, like a seductive red apple.

"Although I'm really happy when you hug me, but that's not what I meant by sending pictures."

"Again, let's talk about it again," her tone suddenly turned cowardly, her voice much lower.

"Besides, I want to hug you, yes, you can hug you secretly."

She secretly hugged twice, and ran away.

Secretly hug

How can you be so pitiful

He is her boyfriend, do you have to secretly hug him if you want to hug him

Just when Li Jiao was scratching her heart, thinking about how to make a sophistry, to justify her lust but no courage.

Suddenly, the familiar voice sounded in my ear, a little brisk, as if I was in a good mood.

"In the future, don't be sneaky."

"You want to hug, tell me."

"I hug you."

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