As Ji Youyan's voice fell, Jingxiu's heart pounded. Her tone was low and tender, and she asked knowingly, "Who is the little crying bag?"
"Who are you calling the little crying bag? Huh?" Ji You said softly at the end.
Jingxiu stared at her without blinking, the corners of his lips were curved that he wanted to raise but pressed down with all his might.
Ji Youyan said with a low smile: "One summer 21 years ago, there was a little girl with big eyes, long curly hair, wearing a white skirt, and a beautiful Barbie doll. She followed her mother and came to Yanzhou from France because she was disobedient. And I got lost and lost. When I saw the little girl, the little girl was holding the stone lion under the Chongxin Gate, crying so much that the pear blossoms were raining, and her face was open..." Red.
Before the word "red" could be said, Jingxiu covered Ji Youyan's mouth: "Don't say it, I know." The roots of his ears were slightly red.
She was not a crybaby since she was a child. She cried so aggrieved at that time, she was completely frightened.
Originally, Jingxiu was very flustered when she lost her way in a foreign country where she could not speak the language. She searched for a while and was sure that she could not find her way back. However, just after she stood for a while, passers-by came up to touch her head, and then more and more passers-by came to touch and pinch her face, trying to tease her. She was frightened by the enthusiasm of these people and was overwhelmed, and as a result, more and more people surrounded her.
In the end, I don't know what happened, and it turned into a man with a big size and a big size, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her away. She couldn't understand what they were saying, and she didn't know where they were going to take her. She was stunned and panicked, so she could only instinctively hug the stone lion and refused to leave, crying for her mother in French.
Later, the little Ji Yuyan got out of the crowd with a schoolbag on his back. She stepped forward and said a few words to the onlookers, then stood in front of her and said to her in French, "Don't be afraid."
She blocked in front of the strange adults, like a little fairy falling from the sky.
Jingxiu finally heard the familiar language and was stunned for a second, then inexplicably more aggrieved, and the tears fell even more. Ji Youyan pretended to be a reliable young lady, hugged her, patted her back, and comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, don't cry, they just want to take you to the police station to find your mother."
Jingxiu's crying finally stopped.
After that, Ji Youyan dispersed the group of adults, held Jingxiu's hand, and led Jingxiu back to the square where she had lost, according to Jingxiu's description. She went to the radio to broadcast the missing person notice and helped Jingxiu find the staff member who was looking for her.
Along the way, Jingxiu kept peeking at Ji Youyan's back, watching the panda pendant beside her schoolbag flickering with her. During the waiting time after the broadcast, Jingxiu asked Ji Youyan in a soft voice if it was a panda, Ji Youyan took off her schoolbag, held the panda to show her, and said yes in a milky voice. Jingxiu found that the panda was different from the one she saw in the picture book, with a little redness between her brows. Ji Youyan told her that the pendant was made by her grandmother, because in the photos of her when she was a child, there were such spots on her forehead. Red, so she asked her grandmother to order all the pandas too. The person looking for Jingxiu came in a hurry, Ji You said that it was time to go home to practice the piano, but refused the invitation and turned to leave. Jingxiu reluctantly reached out to keep her, and caught the panda on her schoolbag.
Ji Youyan thought she liked it, and generously took out another red-dotted panda from her schoolbag and gave it to her.
"How am I going to play with you?" Jingxiu asked her.
Ji Youyan knew that she was about to go back to France, and encouraged her: "When you learn Chinese well, you can find me when you come back with it."
She waved her hand and disappeared into the crowd as Jingxiu watched.
Jingxiu's annoyed expression showed that his guess was completely correct. Ji Youyan kissed Jingxiu on the palm of her hand, Jingxiu gave her a glare and withdrew her hand.
"Okay, I won't say it." Ji Youyan chuckled softly. "Then tell me, did I guess right?"
Jingxiu lowered his neck and made an inaudible "um".
Ji Youyan wrapped one arm around Jingxiu's waist and rubbed Jingxiu's jade-like jaw with the other. She raised Jingxiu's lower jaw, let Jingxiu look directly into her eyes, and asked vaguely, "What about my reward?"
Jingxiu was forced to look at her, the corners of her brows and eyes were tinged with redness, "Then what reward do you want?" She raised her head slightly, bit her lower lip lightly, her heart touching.
Ji Yuyan couldn't turn his eyes away. Her throat slid, and her thumb couldn't resist the temptation to gently rub Jingxiu's lower lip, Jingxiu's eyes were watery.
Ji Yuyan licked her lips unconsciously, her heart pounding. She approached Jingxiu tentatively, Jingxiu's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and as Ji Youyan approached, he slowly closed his eyes.
Ji Youyan was ecstatic, she was full of mad love and desire, but she lowered her head, and her lips were printed on Jingxiu's soft lips, but she was so gentle that she could no longer touch gently, lightly lick and kiss, or even With a cautious meaning.
This is her lost baby.
She tried it for a while and wanted to look up to see Jingxiu's expression, but Jingxiu suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of her head and greeted her. She pouted Ji Youyan's lower lip, and her small tongue moved straight in with her surprised and slightly open movement, stirring up fire everywhere.
At the moment when it was wet and soft, Ji Youyan seemed to have a broken string in her head, and the blazing fire burned all over her body. Just as she was about to respond to Jingxiu, Jingxiu unexpectedly retracted her little tongue and closed her red lips.
Ji Youyan fluttered and tried to attack, but Jingxiu's wet lips left hers, brushed her cheeks, and finally stayed by her ear.
"There are rewards and punishments." Jingxiu kissed Ji Youyan's earlobe lightly, exhaling like blue.
After she finished speaking, she let go of the hand holding Ji Youyan's head, opened the distance from Ji Youyan, and stood two steps away from Ji Youyan.
Ji You didn't know why, he was still unfulfilled, aggrieved and pitiful.
Jingxiu was unmoved. She looked at Ji Youyan with a charming spring in her eyes and a sly smile. "This is your punishment for forgetting me."
Only then did Ji Youyan react, and subconsciously wanted to defend: "I don't, I am..." She said as she approached Jingxiu.
But Jingxiu put a finger on Ji Youyan's shoulder, refused her move to get closer, and said firmly: "You just forgot." She had hinted to Ji Youyan several times, but Ji Youyan didn't respond at all.
Fierce and cute. Ji Yuyan laughed dumbly. She obediently stood still, folded her hands and admitted her mistake: "Axiu, I was wrong, how can I forget the little fairy that I have been thinking about for a long time. Actually, I didn't really forget, or the memory was temporarily sealed."
Jingxiu snorted lightly, as if reluctantly not bothering with her. She withdrew her hand and smiled lightly: "Okay, it's getting late. I have to catch a flight tomorrow, so let's go and rest."
Ji Youyan took Jingxiu's hand, Jingxiu frowned and expressed doubts.
"Axiu, I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't know when I'll see you next time. Can I... sleep with you tonight?" The more she rubbed against the bed, the more natural it became.
Jingxiu thought about the hot kiss they had just kissed, and was thinking about the possibility of ignoring the gun.
Ji Youyan seemed to have guessed what Jingxiu was thinking, and assured: "I won't do anything, I'll be very disciplined."
Jingxiu raised his eyebrows: "What else do you want to do?"
Ji Youyan raised Jingxiu's hand, kissed her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "You know."
Jingxiu was warmed up by her low voice and kissed and raised her head again. Ji Youyan took it as soon as she saw it, kissed the back of her hand without desire, and promised, "But if you're not ready, I can pretend that you don't want anything."
Jingxiu's reason fell again. She withdrew her hand and compromised: "Go back to your own room to wash off the alcohol."
This is a relief! Ji Youyan happily agreed: "Okay, I guarantee that the wash will be fragrant."
Jingxiu: "..." She held back her laughter and turned back to her room, pretending to be calm.
Ji Youyan returned to his room, and washed himself thoroughly before going to Jingxiu's room again. This time, after she knocked on the door and went in, she didn't ask any more questions, she touched Jingxiu's bed and lay down.
Jingxiu turned off the lights, and the two lay on their backs side by side. Ji Youyan clenched the sheets, gathered up her courage, leaned on Jingxiu's pillow, and hugged Jingxiu.
Jingxiu's arm was pressed against Ji Youyan's plumpness through a layer of clothes, feeling the heat of Ji Youyan's whole body, her heart beating fast. She wasn't ready, but if she said she didn't want to, it would be a total lie.
But Ji Yuyan really doesn't seem to want to. She hugged Jingxiu, keeping her hands and feet in order, and said warmly, "I'll hold you to sleep, keep warm." Jingxiu was really cold, and she felt distressed.
Jingxiu froze in Ji Youyan's arms, not knowing whether to be happy or melancholy.
Can't sleep a bit.
Ji Youyan noticed it, and chatted with her softly: "Axiu, so when you saw my panda for the first time, did you recognize me?"
Jingxiu said in a low voice, "Yeah, but I'm not sure."
"That's why you asked me later if I could speak French?"
"Um."
Ji Youyan was overjoyed: "So you always remember me? Did you learn Chinese because of me?"
Jingxiu was a little reluctant to answer. But she was silent for two seconds, then she confessed: "That's right." Jing Shurong didn't care much about Jingxiu's Chinese education because he didn't have much contact with relatives in China. It is indeed because of Ji Youyan that Jingxiu has aroused his yearning for Chinese and China.
"Is that to find me, to go back to China?"
"It's part of the reason." Another part of the reason is that she really likes acting, but the opportunities for Chinese in the French entertainment industry are too small.
Ji Youyan summed up happily: "So you always remember me, don't you remember me?"
It's so awkward! Jingxiu couldn't listen anymore. She said angrily, "I'm sleepy, stop talking and go to bed."
Ji Youyan let out a sullen laugh, and Jingxiu turned her back, not wanting to pay attention to Ji Youyan.
Ji Youyan hugged Jingxiu behind her back and said dotingly, "Okay, I won't talk anymore." She kissed her hair, "Good night."
"Good night."
In this position, they gradually fell asleep. In his sleep, Jingxiu turned over and habitually nestled into Ji Youyan's arms again.
On the second day, after being woken up by their respective alarm clocks, they were reluctant to get up and pretended to sleep in bed for a while. As a result, Ji Youyan opened the door wearing pajamas and was caught by Yao Xiao who came up.
Four eyes met, looking at each other.
Yao Xiao said in his heart, "My teacher Jing was eaten and wiped clean again?!"
Ji You said in his heart: "Should I say something?"
"Cough..." Ji Youyan cleared her throat awkwardly. Before she could speak, Yao Xiao said thoughtfully, "Isn't Mr. Jing tired yet? I'll come up later?"
tired
"I'm not tired, I'm up." Jingxiu appeared coldly and said word by word.
Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu's embarrassed face, holding back his laughter until his stomach hurt.
Jingxiu glared at her, suddenly stuffed a notebook into her arms, and urged, "Look again when you get on the plane."
Ji Youyan looked down and found that it was the notebook that was taken away by Jingxiu on the plane.
She asked Jingxiu with her eyes, but Jingxiu turned around and went back to the room to wash up, so Ji Youyan had to press her curiosity first.
At 10:20 in the morning, she got on the plane and couldn't wait to open the notebook, and finally saw what was written in the notebook.
It is crossed out and filled in, with the correct word "Zheng" and a progress bar with a cute image.
Ji Yuyan counted, and there are 16 straight characters.
On the progress bar, 80% was painted out, and it said: 90%.
The author has something to say: Sister Ji: Axiu is the sweetest in the world, and will not accept refutation!