If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

Seeing that he didn't respond, Jiang Miao asked again, "Cheng Yan, which university do you want to go to?"

Cheng Yan grabbed her ankle and pressed his fingers against the edge of the sock to keep her from moving. When he spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse, "Big A."

Jiang Miao's eyes passed through Cheng Yan and landed on the schoolbags of the two people at the desk by the window. "By coincidence, I also want to take the A-level exam. Mr. Cheng Yan, you have to work hard to help me."

Seeing that she had calmed down, Cheng Yan took the ointment and applied it again, and his tone calmed down.

"Then read less of those novels."

Jiang Miao hummed at him, "What kind?"

……

Cheng Yan reached out, pulled out a book from under her pillow and threw it in front of her.

Jiang Miao blushed, "This is a book to cure insomnia. You also know that the senior year of high school is very stressful."

Cheng Yan's tone became solemn, "Jiang Miao, if you really want to go to the same university as me, then work harder and stop thinking about other things."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and applied the medicine.

At first, he agreed to be boyfriend and girlfriend with Jiang Miao for the sake of transaction. However, in the past few days, the girl in front of him had successfully broken into his world, which made him think about other things besides transaction.

Seeing Jiang Miao looking at him with joy, he seemed to feel that she was like an elf, diving into his heart.

Jiang Miao reached out and pulled his arm, and said softly:

"Cheng Yan, I didn't think about anything else. I still missed you when I went to bed last night."

Cheng Yan paused, but was not attracted by her. Instead, he said, "When you have time, think more about your grades and see if you can be promoted to the top ten in your grade next time."

He put away the ointment and went to wash his hands.

During this period, the housekeeper came up and asked them to go downstairs for dinner. After dinner, they started to make up for their lessons.

Today's make-up class was shorter than before. Cheng Yan finished the last big question and started packing up his textbooks.

"You have a good rest tonight, and I will come over tomorrow to make up for your classes."

"Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan heard her call his name, very slowly, as if with a bit of affection, and it seemed particularly gentle in the soft light of the sunset.

When he looked over, he met her clear eyes.

Jiang Miao smiled so hard that her eyes curled up, "Cheng Yan, kiss me before you leave."

The two looked at each other.

He looked at her looking at him with clear eyes, then leaned over and kissed his lips.

Jiang Miao felt the heat of his lips, but his eyes were cold.

Just when she was frustrated and left, Cheng Yan lifted her chin and kissed her.

This is completely different from the moment of separation just now.

Cheng Yan's rare strength was very different from the usual feeling of weakly circling her waist when kissing.

His deep eyes locked her tightly before she could close them.

"Jiang Miao, you must provoke me."

After he finished speaking, he bit her lip, forcing her to accept him.

When Jiang Miao closed her eyes, she felt that her soul was involuntarily close to Cheng Yan at this moment.

When he opened his eyes again and looked at each other, he noticed that there was fire in his eyes.

Cheng Yan reached out and covered her eyes.

His lips pressed against hers, "Don't look."

Jiang Miao closed her eyes and her eyelashes swept across his palm.

Cheng Yan felt a numb itch in his heart.

Feel the softness of her lips again, like jelly, and you can hear her trembling and laughing after taking a bite.

The breath swept over him when he laughed, igniting a fire in his heart.

Jiang Miao felt that the air was getting thinner and wanted to step back, but Cheng Yan grabbed his arm.

His breath swept her completely, and he finally let go of her with a smile.

The moment Jiang Miao opened her eyes again, she saw Cheng Yan coming over and gently pressing her forehead.

Then it falls on the eyelids.

Jiang Miao watched him get up and adjust the temperature of the air conditioner.

The heat on her face dissipated somewhat.

"I'm going back."

Jiang Miao stood up and hugged his waist, "I don't want you to leave."

Cheng Yan turned around and pulled away her hand.

Jiang Miao took advantage of the situation and took his hand, pulled it up, and pressed her lips against his palm.

Cheng Yan's eyes became deeper and deeper as he watched her tied ponytail loosen in the kiss just now, and her hair fell beside her ears.

I heard her say again.

"Cheng Yan, I'm so stressed and can't sleep."

Her face is pure, her eyes are clear, and even her voice is soft.

Cheng Yan relaxed all over, and a compromising smile appeared on his cold face, "I'll leave after you fall asleep."

"Then I'll take a shower first!" Jiang Miao muttered as he walked to the bathroom, "It's not itching anymore. This ointment smells so bad, I have to wash it off."

Cheng Yan sat at the desk again and took out a book at random to read.

Before he read a few lines, the sound of water in the bathroom reached his ears.

At the same time, the tight string broke at this moment.

His mind couldn't help but recall the images from his dream.

"Bang!" Cheng Yan closed the book and drove away all the unbearable scenes.

But not long after, the people in the bathroom refused to let him go.

"Cheng Yan, I forgot to take my nightgown. Please help me and put it on the bed."

Cheng Yan turned around after hearing this and saw a pure white suspender nightgown draped on her princess bed.

He stood up, picked up his skirt and walked to the bathroom expressionlessly.

Jiang Miao heard his footsteps, opened the door and stretched out a hand, and a skirt soon fell into her hands.

"Thanks."

Cheng Yan didn't respond, turned around and left.

But when I returned to my desk, I could no longer read a word.

When Jiang Miao came out, she saw her long hair scattered in front of her body, reflecting a little luster under the light, and her skin exposed by the suspender nightgown was glowing white.

Jiang Miao climbed onto the bed, hugged the quilt and said to Cheng Yan, "Come here and stay with me."

Cheng Yan moved the chair to the bedside and sat down, holding a book in his hand.

Seeing his serious look, Jiang Miao thought of the physical and mental strategies required to conquer the mission, pursed her lips and spoke.

"You are my boyfriend, it doesn't matter if you come up."

Cheng Yan frowned for a moment and heard her calling him softly again.

"Cheng Yan."

Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan, she always liked him, and she always knew what kind of voice and look to use to deal with him.

Jiang Miao watched him lie down on her thin quilt with a cold face, and felt a secret joy of success in her heart.

Seeing that he was lying motionless like a mummy, she kindly turned over and hugged his waist.

Cheng Yan wanted to move away, but saw her coming over and sniffing.

"I don't mind you not taking a shower."

"Well, there's just a little soapy scent."

"Jiang Miao!" Cheng Yan stretched out his hand to gently block her leaning head.

Jiang Miao raised her hand to take off his glasses, then put her calves on his knees and hugged him as if holding a large stuffed toy.

Cheng Yan smelled the scent of jasmine lingering on her body again, "Jiang Miao, loosen your hands a little."

Jiang Miao stretched out and maintained the most comfortable sleeping position. She would not agree to his words at all, but instead snuggled into his arms.

The result was fixed by his strong hands.

The lights in the room are adjusted to a level suitable for sleeping, not completely dark, but not too bright either.

In the dimness, Jiang Miao could hear Cheng Yan's breathing more clearly.

The legs wrapped around him were moved away, and she climbed on top of him again, even going as far as to get into his arms.

The next moment, Cheng Yan turned over and pinned him down.

Just as Jiang Miao was about to move, Cheng Yan warned him, "Don't move, go to sleep."

Jiang Miao felt as if her scalp went numb when she touched the tightness of her school uniform pants. She quickly grabbed the front of Cheng Yan's clothes and did not dare to move.

But my heart was pounding.

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