Teacher, she snatched my milk tea! + Extra

Wen Xinyan doesn't like to have physical contact with people. Just as she was about to get rid of her, a laughing voice came from not far away, "She hasn't used any hand cream."

Both of them looked at the source of the sound in surprise, and beside Ji Xiran who was even more surprised than them, Chen Lian was standing with a smile on his face.

"Minister Chen?"

"Primary school girl, you still recognize me." Leading her little friend, Chen Lian approached with a smile, pretending to inadvertently part Wu Yun's hand from Wen Xinyan, pulled her over, and smiled at Wen Xinyan Said, "Sister Wen, you are becoming more and more like a president, but your sister Yan came over just now, did you talk to her?"

"No." Wen Xinyan took a step back and gave her a grateful look, "Senior seems to be very busy recently, I sometimes send her messages, but she doesn't have time to reply to me."

"Yeah, your senior sister is busy." She was busy joking with the girls and boys in the company, and chatted with President Su from time to time. I don't know how busy she is.

Chen Lian replied with a smile. Wen Xinyan didn't know what she said was ironic, so she nodded, "I'm graduating soon, seniors, please take care of your health."

"Don't worry, senior sister is in good health, and it smells delicious." Chen Lian patted his chest, and deliberately used his body to block Wu Yun, separating her from Wen Xinyan.

It was the first time Wu Yun saw such a rascal when he was so old, he was speechless and a little angry, seeing that he couldn't get in the way, he said sullenly, "President, I'm leaving first."

Before Wen Xinyan could speak, Chen Lian turned to her and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, Xuemei Wu, I haven't seen Xuemei Wen for a long time, I can't help but want to talk to her, you don't mind, right?"

"Of course... I don't mind." Wu Yun became even more depressed, and his walking steps were full of depression.

Ji Xiran watched from the side, and hurriedly applauded for his minister, sure enough, Jiang is still old and hot!In an instant, the rainbow fart was shot, and it almost took Chen Lian to the sky.

"Learn how you do it." Chen Lian wasn't humble at all, he was flattered by Ji Xiran as if he was drinking, and he said that he had practiced outside for a period of time, saved a little money, and wanted to treat them to dinner.

Ji Xiran waved his hand and refused, "Minister, you should save some money for cigarettes and alcohol. If you are poor, I will not honor you."

Chen Lian knew that she felt that she was going to leave the society soon, and it would be better to save some money for backup, but she was moved, but said, "Really, I still need your filial piety, little bastard, I really have no conscience."

Ji Xiran grinned and chatted with her, and said something else, Chen Lian said with a miserable face that he would continue to go back to the company to move bricks, took a taxi and left.

There were only the two of them left outside the auditorium. It was a dark and windy night to kill people. Ji Xiran thought that if he didn't make trouble now, it would be too disappointing for the beauty of this beautiful day. He smiled and went to pull Wen Xinyan's hand. Taking advantage of the darkness, no one was there Seeing it, he leaned over to kiss the corner of her mouth, raised his head like a little fox wagging his tail begging for praise, "Wen Meiren, did I dance well just now?"

Wen Xinyan thought of her flamboyant appearance on the stage just now, smiled and kissed her forehead slowly, and said softly, "Okay, very good."

Chapter 51

I still remember when I was in the first year of high school, and it was also the freshman orientation party. At that time, Ji Xiran was pushed and performed on stage once.

But what she performed that time was not dancing, but the chuī flute, and she made a combination with several other girls who played the qin and chuī sheng and danced.But the beauty of flamboyance on stage is the same.

She still remembers that time, it was afternoon, she and many people sat on the lawn of the school playground to watch the performance.At that time, her face was scalding hot under the scorching autumn sun, and her body was bored with no energy, but she could still remember Ji Xiran's every move and look in his eyes on the stage at that time.

Some things seem to be engraved in the bones and blood, and they can't be worn away no matter what.

Wen Xinyan has never told anyone about her family, nor has she ever said what happened to her. Even if she brought Ji Xiran home to let her know the situation of her family, she would not elaborate on the specific things.

From junior high school to high school and even to university, the biggest impression she gives people may be that she looks at her desk reading.

In the eyes of the teachers, she is a quiet, gentle, thin and good student with excellent academic performance.

In the eyes of her classmates, she is easy to talk to, the one who is often praised by the teacher for her excellent grades, the one who can only study hard, and the beautiful and enviable student bully.

In the eyes of her relatives and her mother, she is an obedient, sensible and worry-free child.

However, in her own eyes, she is actually a cowardly and timid, inferior and unwilling to cause trouble, indecisive and indecisive, a wimp who can't do anything well.

For a while, she has been self-loathing, because, in addition to studying, she can do nothing.

The big lock between the liberal arts and science classes not only locked the freedom to communicate with each other, but also locked the freedom she felt.

Life is too short to live up to your youth.

Sometimes she looked at these words praising youth, praising freedom and praising love, and she was really full of doubts.

If you live up to your youth, how can you live up to it.

She has never been able to understand.

Until she saw Ji Xiran, saw her living a bright and flamboyant life, free and lively.

Like the weeping willows that grow wantonly in the spring of March.

Every move, every frown and smile, every word and deed, every anger and anger, all carry a vigor that she doesn't have.

Youth sometimes, youth is fleeting, but Ji Xiran is the only one.

One of her favorite scenes is when the class teacher took them on a trip before they were in the first class, Ji Xiran was standing in front of a wheat field, wearing a straw hat, smiling and opening his hands for Lu Wanwan to take a picture of her.

She also took this photo, but the pixel of the mobile phone she used was not good, so she couldn't make out anything vaguely.

But she regarded this photo as a treasure, and deliberately saved a meal, printed it out at the place where the photo was developed, and locked it in the desk drawer at home. When she was free, she took it out and looked at the people on it in a daze.

After the shift, she would dream almost every night.

Sometimes I dream of Ji Xiran smiling at her standing at the door of the corridor, sometimes I dream of the way she is immersed in the questions, and sometimes I dream of the way she squints her eyes while holding milk tea.

Ji, Xi, Ran.

The combination of these three words can break her heart.

For her affection, it is estimated that only by breaking her heart and letting people see that her name is written in her heart, will people know how deep her love is.

Even if she is usually obedient to Ji Xiran, and her eyes are full of affection, it is not enough to express that she loves her to the point where she can go crazy.

Even Ji Xiran himself doesn't know this.

It's just that when she heard Wen Xinyan say this, she immediately burst into a smile, stepped forward, put her arms around Wen Xinyan's neck, and pressed her forehead against hers, her voice turned into a low whisper in the ambiguous distance between the two, like a fiery flower The roses speak the whispers of love. "Let's open a room."

When she smiled, her brows moved, she looked forward, and when their breaths touched each other, Wen Xinyan felt that she was in the fog, so she didn't know what she was talking about, but she always listened to her, she Whatever she said was what she said, and she didn't seriously study what she said, so she agreed in a daze. "Um."

Walking on the road to the hotel, Ji Xiran didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were shining brightly.Wen Xinyan didn't know where she was going to take her, but wherever she went, she followed her.

It took her almost a month's living expenses to choose a special hotel with super good service. After leading people to the room, she saw the central king size big chuáng and the special sex toys for couples on it. Ji Xiran smiled and said, "Sure enough, it's worth the money. It's easy to do things when you have money."

For this kind of thing, Ji Xiran actually has a sense of holiness hidden in her bones. She wants to exchange heart and body with her significant other in the most romantic time and in the cleanest and most luxurious place.

So she tried to create this kind of environment as much as possible, even if it cost her more money.

Wen Xinyan saw the layout around her, as if she just woke up from a dream, her fair face immediately turned red, and she looked at Ji Xiran with a little bewilderment, "Xi... Xi... you... what are you doing—"

She didn't even finish the word "what", Ji Xiran blew a kiss to her, and said with a smile, "Mei Wen is waiting, I'll go in and change first."

After speaking, she flew into the bathroom like a butterfly.

Wen Xinyan stood outside, looking at those things on the big bed, feeling her face getting hotter and hotter, her mind was in chaos, she thought she should think about something, but unfortunately, her mind There is nothing about these things in the movie. The only thing she has an impression of is the kiss scenes of Liao Liao, the male and female protagonists in the film and television dramas that she accidentally ran into, and the few instances of kissing with Ji Xiran.