These words exploded in Sang Chi's mind like fireworks, making her dizzy. She opened her lips, but because she was at a loss, she couldn't say a word.
My heart felt like it was going to burst out of my body.
Plop, plop.
Almost covering up the whistling wind.
Sang Chi even felt his palms sweating in this weather where the temperature was only a few degrees.
Before she could think of how to respond, Duan Jiaxu calmly let go of her wrist, turned around, and stood silently in front of her.
The distance was shortened in an instant.
Sang Chi was caught off guard and looked away.
Duan Jiaxu leaned down slightly, his narrow peach blossom eyes slightly curved, with unknown emotions, and stared at her for two seconds. Then, he reached out and pulled her scarf down.
Show her whole face.
The girl had delicate features, her mouth corners unconsciously raised, two dimples on her lips. Her eyes were sparkling, she looked away uncomfortably, and soon looked back at him.
Because of allergies, my face is a little swollen and there are rashes on my cheeks.
Looking at it this way, it seems like she is blushing.
Duan Jiaxu's eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled slowly. He raised his hand on her scarf and rubbed her dimple with his fingertips, very lightly.
Sang Chi’s back stiffened.
It was only a matter of a moment, and Duan Jiaxu withdrew his hand, rubbing his thumb and index finger subconsciously. He stood up and laughed in his throat, "Why are you blushing again?"
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He drawled out, "And he was still laughing."
Sang Chi felt empty in the head and pulled the scarf up again. She pretended to be calm, lowered her eyes, and said vaguely, "Aren't you smiling too?"
Duan Jiaxu asked with great interest, "Then tell me why I am laughing?"
"How should I know? This isn't the first day you've laughed like this." Sang Chi walked around him and continued walking forward, talking to herself, "Don't stand here. It's so cold."
Staring at her back, Duan Jiaxu stood there for a few seconds, couldn't help but smile again, and quickly followed her.
After getting in the car, Sang Chi still didn't take off her scarf.
Duan Jiaxu was in no hurry to drive. He turned his head and said nonchalantly, "Little boy, why don't you take off your scarf while sitting in the car? Aren't you afraid of feeling bored?"
Sang Zhi explained calmly, "I was covering my face."
"I've already seen it." Duan Jiaxu said with a smile, "Why are you still hiding it?"
Sang Chi paused, felt that there was some truth in this, and reached out to take off her scarf. She said nothing more, lowered her head to play with her phone, and then turned to look out the window.
While waiting for the traffic light, Duan Jiaxu casually glanced in her direction.
Only her profile can be seen.
I noticed that she seemed to be in a daze, her fingertips tapping unconsciously on the windowsill, her eyes drooping, her mouth corners raised, and she couldn't hide her emotions.
Soon, as if she noticed something, she reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, and her expression froze. Perhaps she was afraid of being seen by him, so the next moment, she deliberately restrained herself a little.
Duan Jiaxu retracted his gaze, lowered his eyelashes, and also laughed.
Because the next day was the weekend, Ning Wei was the only one in the dormitory at this time. The other two were probably attending department activities or dating their boyfriends.
Noticing the movement of the door, Ning Wei looked over. When she saw Sang Zhi's face, she was shocked and asked, "What's wrong with your face?"