Became the white moonlight of the heroine

When she pushed the tip of her tongue out unconsciously, she heard a chuckle escape from Su Xiang's lips.

Obviously the voice was low and soft, but the chuckle seemed to pass from the ears into the heart, making people's hearts numb and entangled.

Qiao Nian's face became hot almost instantly.

She quickly moved back, and at the same time quickly pulled Su Xiang's finger off.

There were some wet marks on the index finger, and it looked ambiguous in the dimly lit place. Qiao Nian glanced at it through the light of the projection screen and dared not look again. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she hurriedly lowered her eyelids He hurriedly found a pack of wet wipes from his handbag.

The moment she took out the wet wipe and was about to hand it to Su Xiang, she couldn't even hold her hand steadily.

Fingertips are trembling.

Su Xiang looked at her trembling hands, couldn't help but leaned into her ear and smiled softly: "Why are you so flustered?"

"Qiao Nian, just this makes you panic and your hands tremble, after that..."

Qiao Nian didn't want to hear what happened next, she quickly put the wet wipe into Su Xiang's hand against the heat from her ear, and then interrupted Su Xiang's words with red ears: "Wipe first."

"I didn't mean it just now."

Even though her words were interrupted, the smile on Su Xiang's lips remained undiminished. She lowered her eyes and hooked her lips, took out a wet tissue from the wet tissue bag in her hand, and gently wiped off the marks on her index finger.

After wiping it clean, he handed the index finger to Qiao Nian again, and opened his lips unhurriedly: "Look, it's finished."

Qiao Nian stared at the fingers stretched out in front of her eyes, and her panic increased instead of diminishing. She turned her head away and said in a low voice, "It's good to wipe it off, don't show it to me."

Su Xiang raised his finger lightly: "But I have already shown it to you."

After she finished speaking, she leaned closer to Qiao Nian again, with an obvious smile in her lowered voice: "Besides, you just tickled me so much."

"If you clenched your teeth tighter, maybe your teeth marks will be left."

Her breath brushed against her ears, her voice was low and slow, as if she was speaking against Qiao Nian's ear, so that the ending sound became entangled after it fell into Qiao Nian's ear.

In an instant, Qiao Nianer's heat suddenly climbed to a new peak.

Her ears were so hot that her light pink lips were slightly pursed, and her voice became extremely quiet when she spoke: "Su Xiang, let's concentrate on watching the movie and stop talking."

Su Xiang looked at her and smiled, and then responded in a low voice.

After she finished answering, she didn't speak any more.

He just glanced at Qiao Nian with a smile in his eyes, and then took his eyes and hands away from her.

Qiao Nian let out a silent sigh of relief when he noticed that the gaze on his body had moved away.

She cautiously glanced at Su Xiang next to her, and seeing that her gaze was focused on the projection screen, she quietly retracted her gaze and put it on the movie in front of her.

It's just that his eyes were so scattered that he seemed to be in a daze while watching a movie.

Until the end of the movie, Qiao Nian didn't come back to her senses, and only gradually realized after being pinched on the cheek.

She looked at the person pinching her cheek, with a dazed expression: "What's wrong?"

Su Xiang let go of his hand and raised his eyebrows: "The movie is over, don't you plan to leave?"

Qiao Nian exclaimed subconsciously: "So fast?"

After finishing the words, she raised her eyes to look at the projection screen, and the end of the film was playing on it, and the lights in the theater gradually turned on.

Qiao Nian paused for a moment, then stood up holding the nearly empty popcorn bucket and Coke cup: "Let's go out."

"En." After Su responded, he took the lead and walked in front.

Qiao Nian followed her, and when she walked out of the theater and passed the trash can, she threw the things in her hand into it.

Su Xiang looked back at her, and asked softly, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Qiao Nian shook her head: "I won't go."

"If you want to go, I'll wait for you outside."

"I'm not going either." Su Xiang said.

Qiao Nian turned on the phone screen and looked at the time before saying, "It's getting late now, let's go back directly."

Su Xiang: "Alright."

On the way home, Qiao Nian glanced at the man who was concentrating on driving. Originally, he only planned to glance quietly, but he didn't expect to meet his gaze suddenly.

Su Xiang raised her phoenix eyes slightly, and said with a light smile, "Qiao Nian, I found that you seem to like watching me tonight?"

"Is there something on my face?"

Qiao Nian's face was stained with panic, she turned her head to look out the window, she couldn't help curling her fingers on her legs, and whispered, "No, your face is very clean."

"Besides, I don't like to look at you, but I just think you are quite different today, so I can't help but look at you more."

Su Xiang raised his eyebrows and asked her, "What's the difference?"

Qiao Nian pursed her lips and opened the car door silently, her voice was muffled: "I can't tell."

It's because I can't say it that I can't help but want to look at her.

"Then let's not talk about it." Su Xiang looked at her intently, the corners of his lips slightly raised: "Since you want to see it, I can watch it for a while, I don't mind."

Qiao Nian: ...Although you don't mind, I'm too embarrassed to watch it again.

She remained silent and didn't answer, she just lowered her eyes and silently knocked on the car door.

It wasn't until he saw the increasingly familiar buildings outside the car window that he asked softly, "Su Xiang, do you want to take your painting back later?"

Su Xiang nodded lightly: "Yes."

"Shall I go in with you to get it or will you take it out for me?"

Qiao Nian thought for a while, narrowed her eyes and said, "I'll give it to you."

Su Xiang: "Also."

As the words fell, Su Xiang's car also stopped at the door of Qiao's house.

Before Su Xiang could say anything, Qiao Nian immediately unbuckled his seat belt and opened the door to get out of the car.

Su Xiang looked at her crisp back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Qiao Nian quietly walked back to her room. She found the painting that was printed today, put it in a transparent file case, and went downstairs to find Su Xiang with it.

Su Xiang leaned against the door of the passenger seat, so that Qiao Nian saw her as soon as she stepped out of the door.

The moment their eyes met, Qiao Nian subconsciously raised the painting in his hand towards Su Xiang, and then walked up to Su Xiang in two steps at a time.

Qiao Nian handed over the painting: "No, here's the painting for you."

Su Xiang thanked her and took the painting from her hand.

The fingertips of the two are touching.

Qiao Nian couldn't help but put her hands behind her back, raised her eyes on her tiptoes and looked up at her: "Then shall I go back to sleep first?"

Su Xiang's eyes flickered slightly, and he fixed his eyes on her face for a while before responding: "Well, go to bed early tonight."

Qiao Nian: "You too."

"Go back to bed early." After she finished speaking, she waved to Su Xiang.

Su Xiang: "Okay, you go back first."

Qiao Nian didn't intend to stay longer, so after saying good night to Su Xiang, she turned around, but when she turned around, she couldn't help but say: "Tomorrow is the weekend, remember to come over for dinner."

When Su Xiang heard this, he couldn't help but put a smile on his lips again: "Understood, I will come over."

Qiao Nian hummed twice, and finally turned around and walked away gradually.

Su Xiang watched her back disappear at the door, then raised the painting in his hand and glanced at it, then turned and got into the car.

After returning to Su's house, she went straight into her room and headed straight for the locker.

Su Xiang rummaged through the locker for a long time before finally finding a photo frame. She put the drawing paper in her hand next to the photo frame for comparison, and when she saw that the size was just right, she couldn't help but slowly pull the corners of her lips.

With a gentle expression, she wiped the photo frame clean and carefully put the drawing paper in.

Su Xiang put the assembled photo frame on the bedside table, then turned and went into the bathroom with satisfaction.

On the other side, after Qiao Nian took a shower and lay down on the bed, she couldn't help but recall what happened in the theater today.

The more I think about it, the hotter my ears become, as if there is still Su Xiang's breath on them.

Qiao Nian covered her ears for a while, then bit her fingers and rolled over and over on the bed, finally sighed helplessly, and pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

As the night deepened, he fell asleep unconsciously.

However, after falling asleep, Qiao Nian still didn't find peace in her dream, because...she had an inexplicable dream.

She dreamed that Su Xiang asked her to kiss her in an almost begging tone.

And after listening to Su Xiang's words, she really kissed him.

At first, she just leaned against her lightly, but then Su Xiang reached out to wrap her arms around the back of her head, turning her back on her and deepening the kiss.

Lips and tongues intertwined, the air around them seemed to become extremely warm in an instant.

Later, Su Xiang seemed to take her back to the room, but the moment the door was closed, he suddenly pressed her against the door panel. He also kept biting and licking her neck.

Following Su Xiang's movements, her hands unconsciously climbed onto Su Xiang's neck, and her slender and straight legs were slowly covered by warm palms...

"Qiao Nian," the voice that seemed illusory and yet real suddenly woke up Qiao Nian who was in sleep.