The second time being touched by Chen Yijin's lips, Jing Xun has a new definition of kissing.
It turns out that kissing is not a simple lip-sticking.
But...
He? Didn't expect a kiss to last? How long.
I didn't expect that someone would have soft legs after a kiss.
Not even that? I thought... I could still kiss after a kiss? Sweating...
Jing Xun felt that besides these novel senses, the most emotionally disturbing one should still be... the person who kissed him is Chen Yijin!
Is it? The lonely king in the book, Wannian single master, should have been out of reach of Shen Yijin...
Of course, this is not his first kiss with the villain.
But the difference? It is also obvious, this time Shen Yijin is undoubtedly in a normal state.
…
This cognition alone made Jing Xun extremely nervous.
Even? Twice, he? Almost bit Shen Yijin...
Later, Jing Xun blushed and went to change clothes.
Maybe it was him? His blush was too obvious, his breathing became more and more difficult, and he couldn't stand even with his feet.
So after he straightened him, Shen Yijin proposed to send him back to school in advance.
But not to let him go back to school, but to have afternoon tea in a cafe near the University of Science and Technology.
Two people.
…You can drink coffee and snacks again!
Jing Xun doesn't have any objections.
Of course, maybe this is the more important reason.
"gentlemen?"
Jing Xun changed his clothes, but seeing Shen Yijian bowing his head near the wine cabinet, he seemed to be looking for something, so he couldn't help but leaned over and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I found it."
Shen Yijin, who was upright upright, had an extra car key in his hand.
His slender fingers rubbed the corner of the key. He said, "I don't usually drive, so I forgot where I left it."
Jing Xun: "Oh."
After all, he is the richest man in Longcheng with a driver, three assistants, and a secretary. It is a waste of time to drive by himself if he has a model like Mr.
… Although?, Mr. Shen has already wasted an afternoon with him.
But wouldn't Jing Xun? Feel sorry.
He believes that Mr. Villain’s duty ability is bound to be able to arrange time properly, and it is absolutely impossible to do anything that the king has not reigned since then.
So there is nothing to worry about.
Besides, aren't we the husbands who are going to get engaged
Take half a day a week? Time to bring it... It’s normal to fall in love, right
After a while, Shen Yijin changed his clothes and came out.
He? He only has formal clothes in the closet here, but it doesn't matter. Who says that if you wear formal clothes, you must be a business elite.
Today, Shen Yijin only wore long trousers and a casual white shirt.
No? No? No blazer? Necktie, the hairstyle is a little more casual than before, even the buttons on the neckline? Two unbuttoned...
As we all know, things must be reversed.
The more abstinent things can sometimes?... The less abstinence.
This is probably the super experience that the uniform controllers are pursuing.
Jing Xun thought.
Can't? It can be denied that Jing Xun was stunned, and even the movement of packing things in his hands stopped unconsciously.
Until Shen Yijin asked him?: "What is Xiaoxun doing?"
Jing Xun answered obediently? Answer: "Pack your schoolbags."
"..."
Shen Yijin came all the way to the bar, held down Jing Xunzheng's hand to pack the computer, and said, "It's only ten minutes away from the University of Science and Technology."
"...?"
Looking at her husband's big hand suspiciously, Jing Xun blinked his bright eyes again and looked at Shen Yijin, how smeared his eyes
But Shen Yijin said, "When Xiaoxun finishes working at night, I will pick you up? Come? Tomorrow? I will send you to school."
Jing Xun: "Ah..."
What this means is that the husband wants him to live here at night.
…
Involuntarily buried his head, he? He said obediently: "Okay."
After that, nothing happened, but Jing Xun found himself blushing inexplicably.
He? He didn't dare to look up at Shen Yijin again, for fear that the other party would find something, so he could only? Lower his head and thought in silence: He just vowed to stay with Chen Yijin this afternoon.
Naturally, it is time to come back to live.
but…
"But sir, wait for a meeting? Let's have a meeting? I also need to use a computer duck."
So anyway, he? He wants to pack his schoolbag.
Shen Yijin: "..."
Summer? Just a real tiger.
Yesterday? It rained? There was no rain at all. It brought a hint of coolness to today.
It's fine when I blow air-conditioning in the house and in the car.
When Shen Yijin parked the car in the open-air parking space at the entrance of the cafe, and they got out of the car on foot, Jing Xun only felt that he had been hit by the heat wave.
Almost not overturned.
At this point, there are many students returning to school, and the business of the cafe is also on the rise. They finally found an empty spot in the corner. Shen Yizhin first walked over to help Jingxun pull the seat closer to the inside, and he sat on the chair outside.
Jing Xun used to sit down obediently, but still felt that this position was a bit small.
At least for people with legs like Chen Yijin? So long, the table? Underneath? There is no? How much free space can be placed for a pair of long legs.
As a last resort, two people can only have one knee touch once in a while.
Jing Xun wore a pair of slim light-colored jeans today, which was also sent by Assistant Jin yesterday.
The nine-point trousers are just right in length, and they can perfectly cover his thin legs, which makes him very satisfied.
It is that the knee is deliberately worn out, and there is a big hole, which causes every time the skin touches the other's trousers, it feels rubbed, and half of the leg is numb.
…
"What do the two classmates want to drink?... Well, it's classmate you are here."
This time, the one who came to order this time was from the previous? A beautiful? Female boss. It seems that she still knows Jing Xun, although Jing Xun has been? Haven't come for a few days, but after all, there are not many people who look like him.
The lady boss greeted Jing Xun very kindly. Due to the angle of view, she had to walk to the table to see the face of the person opposite Jing Xun. So when she saw Chen Yijin, she seemed to follow Jing Xun. Seeing Mr. Shen take off his suit, he was surprised to a certain extent.
Obviously, she also remembers Shen Yijin.
Mrs. Jing Xunchong smiled gently and took the menu. He looked at Shen Yijin again and asked, "What do you want, sir?"
Shen Yijin took another menu and glanced at it.
Then pointed to a place on the page and said: "This is it."
"Afternoon tea set for two?"
Jing Xun focused his gaze on the two-person suit that Shen Yizhin was referring to, and saw that it contained two drinks of choice, one cut cake of choice, and an ice cream ball.
…It's all he? Want.
The corners of Jing Xun's lips couldn't stop being raised: "Okay."
Shen Yijin: "That's it, add another cookie."
Jing Xun: Good, good.
But this time he? Didn't? Speak up.
He didn't show happiness intuitively, but smiled quietly at Shen Yijin while the beauty? The female boss was buried in the order.
Once happy, the knees under the table collided again.
Uh.
After meeting Shen Yijin's sight, Jing Xunran didn't dare to move.
"Okay, what do you want for the two drinks? And what flavor of ice cream do you want?" The keen proprietress didn't? Ignoring Jingxun's smile on her lips, she also smiled and introduced to Jingxun: "The shop Lixin has a macadamia flavor, very fragrant, not greasy. Would you like to try it?"
Jing Xun, who likes to try all kinds of things, said: "Good."
When the ice cream ball came up, Jing Xun suddenly felt something wrong when he looked at an ice cream ball in a small porcelain bowl with two delicate steel spoons attached to it.
—There is only one ice cream ball in this set meal, but obviously it is for two people, so why didn’t the boss ask Chen Yijin what flavor he wanted, but asked him directly
It feels as if the other party acquiesced that this ice cream ball was for him
In a closer step, it seems that she has already? By default, Shen Yijin suggested that this package is all for him?...
…
Although? It's not wrong to say that.
Jing Xun looked at the upright gentleman on the opposite side. Indeed, Chen Yijin deliberately accompanied him? Come here for afternoon tea for a small dessert.
But why... Even the boss here can see it.
—Is he really not greedy
Jing Xun's ears suddenly turned red, and when his coffee came up, he couldn't help holding his cup and took a sip.
The coffee is still hot, but Jing Xun ordered hot mocha today. When it was first served, it was filled with thick whipped cream. Jing Xun drank a mouthful of cream and was not scalded.
Maybe I saw him? Didn't it take a long time? Like the ice cream next to him, he just sucked the cream from the coffee one by one, and Chen Yizhin couldn't help but say, "Don't you eat ice cream?"
Upon hearing this, Jing Xun glanced in the direction of the ice cream. To be honest, he wanted to eat it.
After all, he? He hasn't? Eaten this thing!
When he first became Yan Jingxun, did Jingxun have a good letter. He bought a popsicle from the small supermarket in the cafeteria and tasted it.
In return, for people who haven't touched cold drinks for 20 years, the popsicles are indeed very delicious.
But it is said that there are too many things like cold ice cream
And every kind of Jingxun is very? Want to try...
The opposite Chen Yijin said: "If you don't eat it, it will melt away."
"?..." Jing Xun blinked lightly, as if he had thought of some brilliant idea, his long eyelashes seemed to dance happily.
He could not hide his tone and said mischievously: "Mr. Eat first."
"Mister eat first, I will eat later."
Shen Yijin said, "Okay."
Afterwards, Chen Yijin really picked up one of the small steel spoons, scooped a little ice cream and put it in his mouth.
Jing Xun: "..."
At first Jing Xun was still thinking about the noble and glamorous gentleman's ice cream meeting? What would it look like.
Now come to the conclusion.
Mr. He? Whatever you eat... They are all the same elegant, slow and decent.
Even because he acted too calmly when eating ice cream, it gave people a feeling that the original desserts are very good with the iron-blooded guys...
"Not bad." Shen Yijin said lightly.
But he? Always? Give pertinent evaluations, so it means that it is good.
Afterwards, he motioned to Jing Xun with his eyes, that it was his turn.
Jing Xun is welcome.
He also scooped a scoop of ice cream. Some melted ice cream is not hard, it is really sweet, but there is a slight saltiness in the sweetness, and the macadamia nut has a tough but soft taste. …
Is there really a lot of nuts
It is also really delicious!
Jing Xun couldn't help taking another spoonful. At this time, the cut cakes and small cookies they ordered were also served together, and the pleasant afternoon tea time officially began.
The reason why this cafe is so popular is that the ingredients are fresh and authentic.
So desserts such as cakes are no worse than specialized cake shops.
For this reason, Jing Xun ate a few more bites and cut the cake, but very soon, a small problem appeared—he felt a little tired.
… Ice cream is sweet, small desserts are sweet, even coffee is sweet.
No wonder it's not greasy.
Jing Xun tried to get up and get a glass of water to relieve his greasiness, but due to the limited space, he didn't succeed in the beginning.
Instead, he alarmed Chen Yijin on the opposite side.
"how?"
"I want a glass of water." Jing Xun explained the situation truthfully: "Are you greasy."
Shen Yijin got up and went to the self-service bar next to him, and poured a glass of warm lemonade for Jing Xun.
But when he came back, he still asked Jing Xun, "Would you like a sip of my coffee?"
"..."
Jing Xun, who just drank some warm water: "?"
Shen Yijin said, "Relieve it."
…
Oh yes...
Jing Xun just remembered that what Shen Yijin had just ordered was American coffee without sugar or milk.
Speaking of which, black coffee and small desserts should be the best match... I didn't expect it.
Hi.
This is the loss of experience.
Jing Xun laughed, wanting to accept Shen Yijin's proposal, but suddenly thought-since the coffee was served, he? Haven't seen Chen Yijin take a sip.
In other words, the other party's cup of coffee is brand new.
This... He? It doesn't seem good to bring it over and drink it directly.
Jing Xun said, "? Let's get another cup? Mister will give me a little bit?"
Yes, that's ok.
Looks like your husband anyway? I shouldn't be able to drink this big glass.
But Shen Yijin said: "It's okay, don't need to divide?."
When he was speaking, he had already put the cup in front of him in front of Jing Xun.
"We just kissed."
"..." Jing Xun dumbly.
… Why did you mention kissing again!
Because of this he? Still stunned for a while.
But combined with an analysis of the previous cause, Jing Xun guessed that perhaps when he said that he wanted to take the cup, divide it, and start drinking, Shen Yijin realized his thoughts and concerns, so he deliberately mentioned kissing...
Sure enough, Shen Yijin has already explained: "I don't mind, drinking Xiaoxun's..."
Jing Xun:! !
"Well, good... Good sir, I get it!"
Jing Xun no longer dared to be polite with the other party, and directly took the quilt in Mr. Shen's hand? He took a sip of black coffee.
… Fortunately, it was him who interrupted him
Or else? He? He doesn't doubt that Shen Yijin will use the most serious attitude to say "slobber"...
Words like that.
Although? Shen Yijin's words may not be finished afterwards? "Don't mind drinking him? Drink the rest" instead of "drinking his saliva".
But it’s also possible? It’s the latter instead of the former...
what.
Stay headed!
Realizing that his thinking was trapped in a strange circle again, Jing Xun quickly took another sip of coffee to calm himself down.
At this moment, Jing Xun suddenly heard someone calling him.
"Yan Jingxun?!"
Jing Xun, who was called a daimyo, couldn't help but look up, and found that the one who called him? Sure enough, he knew... more than one.
I saw three of their roommates in their dormitory, as well as a senior sister who participated in the project together... So they went to the cafe together and walked in his direction together?
Roommate 3's name is Wu Chun. When I first saw him, Jingxun was walking with the senior sister, and she was a little surprised.
But then I thought about them. They were all from the Academy of Computational Planning. Even if they were of different grades, their understanding was normal.
"Wu Chun." Jing Xun greeted his roommate, and then greeted the senior sister.
Senior sister Peng Yuetong is a member of a project team that Jing Xun participated in, and she will have a meeting later.
How long did the project have just started? Jing Xun, who was in the second group, got along very well with the seniors in the group.
Even though I didn't communicate often, there was no friction.
It's natural to see you outside the school? I should say hello and say a few words.
Not long after, Peng Yuetong and Wu Chun both came to Jingxun's table.
When they first entered the cafe, they could only see half of Yan Jingxun’s face, but when Yan Jingxun’s table was by the window, they could actually see Yan Jingxun clearly when they were outside. The handsome guy sitting opposite...
The temperament is luxurious, the appearance is handsome and upright.
It seems that I have never seen such a person in school.
Wu Chun chased Peng's senior sister for more than half a year, and only recently caught the person. Just two days after she moved out of the dormitory and lived with her senior sister, I heard a lot of major incidents that happened to her roommate.
The first one is that Yan Jingxun became popular on the Internet and refused to jump off the building... To be honest, he? He didn't like Yan Jingxun before. He always felt that the other party went out early to work and returned to work late. Actually? Not bad, and even able to be a student council of a few colleges? Chairman...
This is a bit weird.
But when he learned that Yan Jingxun had caught up with a rich second generation, he suddenly didn't feel surprised, and he still felt that way.
Coincidentally, his girlfriend Peng Yuetong also knows some people in the second-generation circle. He has heard something about Yan Jingxun and a second-generation student, which makes Wu Chun feel more and more. Shameless.
He also ate melons following the video incident.
After that, Wu Chun began to gloat over the misfortune, thinking that Yan Jingxun had broken up with him as a rich second-generation student, and this time there was no backing.
But he did not expect that when he turned his head, Yan Jingxun was taken by his respected old professor in the college!
Now it is even less? I thought that Yan Jingxun, who was abandoned by the rich second generation, would sit on the other side... A handsome guy with outstanding temperament!
Also? Yan Jingxun's clothes... No? It's Gucci's new summer style, right
he?…
how is this possible?? !
etc.
If you read it right, he? The one on the other side is wearing... And the watch he
Wu Chun felt that he was about to faint! !
"Jing Xun, who is this?"
After finally controlling the facial muscles that were about to tremble with jealousy, Wu Chun smiled and said, "Are you a friend?"
"Well… "
This problem can make Jing Xun difficult.
He is not familiar with Wu Chun, and the other party used to tease the original owner with words, and there is this in Jing Xun's memory.
In Jing Xun's cognition, there is no need to introduce Chen Yijin's identity to such a stranger. It is unnecessary.
But because I am not familiar with it, it seems that there is no need to even deliberately fabricate words to conceal
"Not a friend," Jing Xun said.
He paused for a while, and at the same time, Wu Chun's facial expression suddenly relaxed a lot when he heard this.
But in the next moment, Jing Xun spoke again and said directly: "It's a boyfriend."
After that, he? Opened his eyes to look at Shen Yijin, as if asking him?: Sir, can I say that
What does Shen Yijin on the opposite side mean
Even still expressionless.
He just met the young man's gaze, slowly stretched out his hand to take the cup in front of Jing Xun, and took a sip of hot American style very calmly.
Wu Chun: "... ????"