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Chapter 64 "Cao Han"

Fruits were originally created by God for creatures without tools to eat. They all have their own secrets and knacks to be opened.

People feel that the lychee is frizzy, and it hurts when you press the pulp of your fingers when you push it apart, but the lychee has a shallow seam, and you can easily open this rough fruit with a pinch from there.

The sharp exterior of lychee has a crystal clear sweet soft interior.

The first kiss between Mi Zhiqiu and Xia Xinran was just the beginning. Mi Zhiqiu even felt that he was tired from this posture, so he secretly sat down a little, and then raised his buttocks in shock because he discovered something terrible.

Xia Xin knew better than him how his body reacted, so he smiled.

Mi Zhiqiu is a typical type who is shy when others are shy, and he is more shy when others are frank, so he sits down and looks at Xia Xinran provocatively, but in exchange for the result that the other party laughs even harder.

Mi Zhiqiu believed that the word "laughing fart" was tailor-made for Xia Xinran.

This somewhat wanton turning point is probably the catalyst. The shyness that needs to be pretended to be hidden is melted by the laughter, and the gentle touch is dyed with a layer of primitive impulse.

Mi Zhiqiu was obviously in a condescending position, but he couldn't resist supporting the bed board above his head with his hands. Xia Xin sat up suddenly, and put his palm on Mi Zhiqiu's back, as if embracing him so that he could not escape.

Mi Zhiqiu had a stomach full of ice cream, but at this moment it was scalding hot.

The kiss lasted too long, it was moist, and at the beginning it still had the aroma of chocolate, but gradually it seemed that only Xia Xinran's smell was left, and Mi Zhiqiu even had time to wander off and recall the extremely restrained appearance of the other party before.

Even if you help to push the bangs behind the ears, they will hardly touch the ears.

like one.

Mi Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes a little bit, saw Xia Xin suddenly blurred because he was too close, and completed the sentence, like a gentleman.

Mature liking seems to be very polite, and those restrained approaching from another boy seem to be equivalent to ambiguous ambiguity.

Boiling the frog in warm water, the slow-heating Mi Zhiqiu was caught by this ambiguous net.

So he always felt that he favored Xia Xin's restraint, but in this aggressive kiss, he suspected that he simply favored him.

When the two of them walked back to the desk to eat the lychees, Mi Zhiqiu's lips were numb, and after biting into a bite of the fruit, he felt tasteless, so he complained, "I lost my sense of taste."

"Is it because I'm too sweet?"

To be able to make such a joke with such a deadpan face, Mi Zhiqiu and Xia Xin are suddenly amazed.

The frizzy fruit is not just lychees, coconuts are also wild and dark with snow-white moist cores.

Fruit is probably created by the imagination of the first generation of magicians, randomly matching shapes and colors.

But even so, it is still difficult for Xia Xinran to describe Mi Zhiqiu with a certain fruit.

Xia Xin suddenly washed his hands, and asked Mi Zhiqiu if his head was better.

After all, his eyes were red from the collision just now.

Mi Zhiqiu had long forgotten the pain, and felt that this sentence sounded like he was saying that there was something wrong with his head, so he nodded a little funny and then licked his fingertips covered in juice.

It seems that the fingers are more sticky again.

So the two of them had another lychee-flavored kiss, which was as intensely red as the skin, and as light as a milky white undertone.

At the end of this kiss, Xia Xin suddenly asked him, "So where is 'Han'?"

This question is too irrelevant, Mi Zhiqiu didn't realize it, and let out a little confused.

Xia Xin suddenly pressed his lips lightly again, "You said that you are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han, where is 'Han'?"

It was obviously a casual sentence while playing games, but Mi Zhiqiu remembered it all at once.

The setting sun outside the window cast light and shadow along Xia Xinran's outline. If it was normal, Mi Zhiqiu would probably have a lot of messy metaphors in his mind to describe the beauty of the other party at this moment.But because of this problem, Xia Xin suddenly seemed like a masked knight, blocking half of his face and judging himself.

Even seductive!

Mi Zhiqiu thought, Xia Xinran is really sensitive and careful.

Then he couldn't help slandering himself, even secretly complaining about Xia Xinran as if he was praising him.

In fact, at this time, if you say "'Han' is you", you can probably get away with it, just like when he pretended not to hear when he was playing a game, the other party thoughtfully stopped asking questions.

But Mi Zhiqiu still looked at Xia Xinran who was close at hand, and said slowly, "There is no 'Han'."

They always have conversations like this that make others confused, but Xia Xin suddenly understands and retorts, "Without 'Han', there would be no Cao Ying."

No regrets about the status quo without another option you want to have.

Xia Xin suddenly wanted to know, for Mi Zhiqiu, what was the other option other than business school.

In fact, Xia Xinran was not a person who would take jokes seriously, but this time he wanted to find out the truth in the joke and ask.

Because this is not the first time he has found tricks in the conversation with Mi Zhiqiu. Mi Zhiqiu is so out of touch with his major, as if there is another thing that makes him feel more belonging.It was like a thread hanging from the edge of a sweater, the other party showed it a little bit, and then pressed it to block it, and he finally couldn't help but want to pull it.

Xia Xin suddenly felt that he was qualified to find out, and wanted to make sure.

In Xia Xinran's eyes, Mi Zhiqiu has always been a capable and purposeful person, but this semester seems to have come to a sudden standstill, and he handed in his resume casually, as if giving an excuse to the people around him and himself, and after being rejected, he will never come back. There was no response, and she quietly studied in the library, as if there was only one chance to apply for an internship.

Or rather, it was more like suddenly not knowing what to do next.

Xia Xin suddenly knew that Mi Zhiqiu was not the type who would run away after a setback. A person like him probably wouldn't have a day when he didn't know what to do, unless he was hesitating what to do.

It's a pity that the temptation was not accepted this time, so Mi Zhiqiu got up to wash his hands, "It's just talking while playing games."

Xia Xinran was like a tail, following behind her ass, "But you said before that you didn't like this major."

He added, "You also said you didn't like your old major either."

Mi Zhiqiu believed that this was what he said, but he couldn't remember clearly, so he subconsciously asked, "Did I say that?"

After he finished speaking, he remembered that these words were said by Xia Xinran when he went to his house for the first time.

People are most likely to speak the truth when they are not close to each other, and if they are too close or too far away, it is easy to make the expression more and more hesitant.

People who never tell the truth will forget how to tell it, and it is rare to be honest and forget what they said.

Xia Xin suddenly leaned against the sink and nodded.

Mi Zhiqiu shrugged, "That's true. After all, when I think about dealing with a certain profession for the rest of my life, I want to change my mind."

Xia Xin suddenly reached out and dipped some water under the faucet, and flicked his fingers to splash water on Mi Zhiqiu's face, "Scumbag."

The topic suddenly took a strange direction.

Such a long sentence, Xia Xin didn't hear anything, so he summed up the core argument of being easy to change his mind.

Worthy of being a top student.

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