Orientation sniping

As soon as Jiang Jing got into the car, he felt that the air pressure on Ji Shurong's body was not right, and asked for no reason: "What's wrong?"

Those two people had already left, and there were only dead branches swaying in the wind by the side of the road.Ji Shurong turned his head and smiled at him, with the same expression as usual: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Jing scratched his head, thinking that he was worrying too much.He put on his seat belt, lowered the car window a crack, and the sweat from his body evaporated quickly in the cold wind.

After a while, he closed the window again, took out a bottle of soda from his schoolbag, and drank a few gulps.

Ji Shurong glanced at him: "Drink less soda."

Jiang Jing was still drinking, and turned his head to give a questioning look.

"Spermicide." Ji Shurong said.

kill what?

After a while, Jiang Jing suddenly realized that he was almost choked to death by the soda. He covered his mouth and coughed for a long time, then punched Ji Shurong with tears in his eyes: "Next time I say something like this, please say hello in advance."

Ji Shurong was very happy to be hammered, and said with bent lips, "Next time."

Jiang Jing threw the soda into the back seat and tilted his head to talk to him.

Said that there were a lot of people who didn’t do their homework today, and the teacher was so angry that he almost stepped on his high heels, said that the food in the cafeteria was still the same, and that the last duck leg meal was taken away by others, and said that a few birds parked outside the window in the afternoon, it seemed Like a family of three...

They were all ordinary and trivial things, and he spoke vividly, telling Ji Shurong everything in detail.

The car stopped slowly in front of a red light, and Ji Shurong turned his head to look at his excited expression, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

In the middle of Jiang Jing's words, he was suddenly kissed with his chin pinched, his mind froze, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

Ji Shurong didn't kiss for too long, straightened up and sat back before the green light came on.

Jiang Jing's lower lip was shimmering under the light, he subconsciously licked it, squinted his eyes and approached Ji Shurong: "A sneak attack?"

Ji Shurong held the steering wheel with one hand and looked ahead, as if he was driving without distraction: "It's not a sneak attack if you're so upright."

Jiang Jing choked, shocked by his shamelessness.After a while, his eyes moved, and the hand on his lap sneakily stretched out to the side.

"..." Ji Shurong's calm expression cracked for a moment, he grabbed the hand on his thigh that was doing something wrong, and glanced over from the end of his eyes.

Jiang Jing met his gaze, and his smile was full of hooliganism: "I'll just say hello to Xiao Ji."

Greetings can't be done in vain, Ji Shurong understands the principle of reciprocity very well.When getting out of the car, Jiang Jing wore a school uniform around his waist, and entered the bar with an awkward expression.

Yang Xiao asked curiously: "What's the matter? Stomach pain?"

Jiang Jing took a quick look at Ji Shurong, with a complex expression filled with a little imperceptible shame: "A little bit, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Yang Xiao looked at his hurried back and asked Ji Shurong: "It looks serious, do you want to buy him some medicine?"

Ji Shurong leaned against the tip of his nose, and chuckled inexplicably: "No, it will be fine later."

In terms of caring about Jiang Jing, no one can compare to Ji Shurong.Yang Xiao let out an "oh", pressed out the smoke and said in a low voice, "Remember to pay attention to the male vixen who seduced him. Last time I asked around, he refused to say anything."

Ji Shurong's gaze suddenly became subtle: "...Male vixen?"

"No." Yang Xiao had reason and evidence: "Think about it, with Xiao Jiang's temper, how could he take the initiative to chase someone if he wasn't obsessed with ghosts?"

Ji Shurong: "Really?"

Yang Xiao nodded: "Yes."

"Why is it called a male vixen?"

"Xiao Jiang said that man is handsome and gentle, what else could he be if he wasn't a vixen?"

The air was strangely quiet for two seconds, Yang Xiao swallowed, and said inexplicably, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Ji Shurong patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing, I suddenly think what you said makes sense."

Jiang Jing went to the toilet for a long time, and when he came out, he didn't give Ji Shurong a look, and walked past him sullenly.

After Ji Shurong finished mixing the drinks, he leaned against the bar with folded arms, waiting for him to come over.

There were too many people in the bar, the aisle was noisy, Jiang Jing couldn't squeeze through, so he had to go around in front of the bar.He quickened his pace, and was grabbed by someone the moment he was about to pass by.

"Still angry?" Ji Shurong's voice sounded beside him.

Jiang Jing said nothing, but did not struggle.

"Okay, it's my fault." Ji Shurong slid his hand down and grabbed his wrist, "I wanted to tease you, but I didn't expect you to be so careless."

Jiang Jing: "..."

Seeing that he was about to explode again, Ji Shurong took advantage of the moment the light dimmed to hold his hand, and coaxed in a low voice: "Next time, let you mess with me, okay?"

Jiang Jing was dubious: "Really?"

Ji Shurong: "It's absolutely true."

Jiang Jing snorted, and the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He was blatantly lazy, leaning side by side with Ji Shurong, and the hand hanging by his side naturally reached into his pocket.

Ji Shurong looked down.

Jiang Jing's expression remained unchanged: "Hands are cold."

The pocket of the coat was very deep, Jiang Jing hadn't stretched it to the bottom before he was grabbed by a warm and dry hand.

Ji Shurong tilted his head and smiled: "I'll keep you warm."

Jiang Jing originally wanted to make trouble with him in his pocket, but now his plan was shattered, so he could only scratch his palm resentfully.

The two hands were clasped tightly, and the heat ran all the way to the heart along the nerve endings of the fingers. Jiang Jing took a deep breath, trying to suppress the restless heartbeat.

Ji Shurong suddenly asked, "Where's your school uniform?"

Jiang Jing's expression was indescribable: "I accidentally got dirty."

As for why it was dirty, the two knew it well.

Ji Shurong moved his lips and was about to say something when the phone in his pocket rang suddenly. He took it out and saw that it was Xu Shao.

The bar was too noisy, so he opened the door with his mobile phone and left Jiang Jing alone.

Jiang Jing lowered his hair and would be stunned when he heard Yang Xiao's footsteps approaching.

Yang Xiao walked like an old man, with hands behind his back, shuffling, swaying slowly, holding a glass of wine in his hand.He looked around twice and asked, "Where's Lao Ji?"

"Go out to answer the phone." Jiang Jing said.

Yang Xiao let out an "oh", took a sip of her wine and asked leisurely, "How are you and that male fox... your sweetheart?"

"fox?"

Yang Xiao paused, thinking to himself, why did he slip up.

Jiang Jing said, "My family doesn't raise foxes, only cats."

Yang Xiao followed his words and said, "Are all the kittens still alive?"

Jiang Jing gave him a cool look and said, "Live well."

Speaking of cats, Yang Xiao suddenly remembered something, and said casually: "Actually, Lao Ji had raised cats before, so you can ask him if you don't understand anything."

Jiang Jing was a little surprised: "Has he ever raised a cat?"

He had asked Ji Shurong before, but at that time Ji Shurong denied it, so Jiang Jing didn't take it seriously.

Yang Xiao nodded, and recalled: "I kept it for many years, and then the cat died, so he never raised it again."

Jiang Jing was stunned for a while after listening to his words.

Only then did he realize that Ji Shurong still had many secrets that he hadn't told him.

The door was opened at this time, and the cold wind drove in through the gap, and a familiar figure appeared in sight.

Jiang Jing looked at Ji Shurong who was gradually approaching, and the disappointment that had surged up just now suddenly disappeared.

It's all right, he thought.

This relationship has only just begun, and there is still a long way to go.

I want to hear you talk slowly about the past that I have not participated in.

Jiang Jing didn't say a word about the cat. It's not that he wasn't curious, but he just felt that it wasn't a good thing for Ji Shurong.He didn't want to take the initiative to expose Ji Shurong's scars.

Jiang Jing still slept with him every day, obviously he had done all kinds of intimate things, but he just didn't reach the last step.

Jiang Jing often watched movies behind Ji Shurong's back, and he was eager to move, and wanted to practice it himself.

At his age, he is passionate and presumptuous, he does things regardless of the consequences, and he wants to give everything to the other party when he falls in love.

However, Ji Shurong remained unmoved, no matter how much he messed around, he was able to force him back with a sentence of "sleep".

Jiang Jing was aggrieved, and after two days of quarreling, he ignored Ji Shurong emotionally, and even went to school with a cold face.

Zhao Yu skipped the exercises between classes and went to the canteen to play games. When she came back, she was refreshed, while the others were sweating from running.

Jiang Jing originally wanted to slip away, but was caught by the head teacher halfway, so he had to watch Zhao Yu slip away, and after running around twice, he came back completely numb.

He lifted the collar of his school uniform to his back, and the shirt inside was soaked with sweat.

The doors and windows of the classroom were wide open, and the wind in late autumn was cold and strong, and the sweat on my body cooled down after a while.He raised his head and drank a few sips of the cold drink, with the melted dew on his fingertips, and was about to put on his school uniform when Zhao Yu suddenly shouted behind him, "Brother Jiang, what's wrong with your neck?"

Jiang Jing looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Here." Zhao Yu stretched out his hand without hesitation, poked a piece of skin slightly below his neck, and asked curiously, "Is this bitten by something?"

Jiang Jing touched it, then thought of something, his face changed slightly.

He had a lot of fun with Ji Shurong recently, leaving a lot of marks on his body. I don't know when he got it on his neck.

This love affair was secret and exciting to him, full of immoral pleasure.Now being peeped into the corner, Jiang Jing felt a little eager to move.

He didn't pull up his collar in a hurry, pinched the bottle of cold drink and asked, "Is it obvious?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yu leaned down, took a close look at it for a while, and muttered, "It's strange, why is it so bitten?"

The plastic bottle was squeezed and rustled, Jiang Jingjing waited for a moment before saying, "En."

Ok.

Ok? ? ?

Zhao Yu's eyes widened. He was just asking casually, but Jiang Jing did not expect Jiang Jing to admit it, and he was shocked: "No, this...who bit it?"

Who is so daring to bite him, Brother Jiang? !

A few names flashed through Zhao Yu's mind, and they were all people who didn't get along well with Jiang Jing. After thinking about it for a while, they felt something was wrong.With the position on the side of the neck, it is impossible to bite here in a fight, right?

But this trace, no matter how you look at it, is a bit indescribable... ambiguous.

Before Zhao Yu could figure it out, Jiang Jing had already put on his clothes.

"I lied to you." Jiang Jing said, "My cat bit me."

Last second it was said that it was bitten by a human, but now it will be bitten by a cat again.Zhao Yu couldn't take another look through the fabric, and returned to his seat in a daze.

Today is Friday, a bi-weekly big holiday. When school is over, a group of people surround the door. The narrow road is directly blocked. Students dragging their suitcases come out in a file, flocking in all directions.

Jiang Jing stretched his neck to scan around, and finally saw a familiar figure outside the crowd.

He squeezed over with his schoolbag, stood in front of Ji Shurong and said, "Why didn't you drive today?"

"Borrowed by Lu Yan."

Ji Shurong naturally took his schoolbag, took him to avoid the traffic, and walked unhurriedly along the direction home.

It was the evening rush hour, the sky was dark and drooping, people were coming and going at the corners and intersections, the traffic was passing by, and the noise and horns were intertwined.

The two went to the snack street again. When they came out, it was completely dark, and the evening wind was cold, blowing through the streets and alleys.

After walking into a deserted path, Ji Shurong quietly took Jiang Jing's hand.

Jiang Jing paused, subconsciously looked around.

The path is quiet and dark, only the dead trees on the side of the road are silent in the night, sporadic light shines in from the road in front, and even the shadows on the ground are thick and fuzzy.

He interlocked his fingers with Ji Shurong, and the arc of his mouth never came down.

The front is full of traffic and people coming and going, this no man's land is dark, secretive and ambiguous.They walked slowly holding hands, hoping that this road would never end.

The sudden ringing of the mobile phone broke the silence, Ji Shurong stopped, put the bag on the ground, answered the phone and said, "Hello?"

Lu Yan's voice came faintly, and was blown away by the wind.

Ji Shurong kept holding his hand, and squeezed his fingers when he spoke, but he had a serious expression on his face.

Lu Yan at the other end never imagined that he was turned away by Police Officer Qin in the cold wind, and the two of them were so tired of being together.

Not long after, Ji Shurong hung up the phone, saw Jiang Jing staring at him, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Jing said truthfully: "There is a feeling of underground love."

"Stimulation." He whispered two more words.

Ji Shurong put the phone in his pocket, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this exciting?"

He leaned over, and before Jiang Jing could react, his chin was pinched and kissed.

Jiang Jing ate the fruit jelly all the way, and there was still sweetness in his mouth. Ji Shurong raised his head slightly, licked the corner of his mouth and said, "Grape flavor."

Jiang Jing's side face was slightly red, and he couldn't see it through the night: "Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"..."

Jiang Jing suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, pulled him down, and kissed him unceremoniously.