cute and cool

When saying goodbye to Zhou Na, Cheng Wang hesitated to speak.

Zhou Na put her hips on her hips and said with a warning face: "Xiao Chengwang, don't say anything like wishing me to find a boyfriend soon or that I'm a good person. Girls who have just lost love can't bear this kind of blow." .”

Cheng Wang waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm not so blind. I just want to say..."

He said with a sincere expression: "Actually, I am very grateful to you."

Probably because of his mother, Cheng Wang was not good at getting along with girls since he was a child. He was especially afraid of girls with a bright personality like Zhou Na. He was always worried that they would raise their eyebrows and open their mouths to swear.

This subtle fear, like his inability to take a nap or his fear of getting his clothes dirty, was etched in his bones.

Zhou Na rarely showed a gentle smile on her face. After thinking about it for a while, she still felt that the boy in front of her was sincere and cute.

Thinking that this sincerity and loveliness could not belong to her, although the girl felt sad in her heart, she still gloated at the love rival who didn't know how far it had progressed.

After bidding farewell to Zhou Na, Cheng Wang was on his way to Qiao Beixin's house again.

Qiao Beixin was reading the composition book, and was amazed by the model essays in it. He kept feeling: It is worthy of the college entrance examination. The logic of the composition is clear and the grammar is beautiful. Some of the statements are very authentic.

Cheng Wang replied: Really?It seems really good to be able to praise Xiao Qiao so much!

Qiao Beixin said modestly: My English is also very average. I didn't have a good foundation in elementary school and junior high school, so I can't compare to those English masters in our class.

Cheng Wangxin said, "Here we go again," and mercilessly complained, "Shut up!"Moderate modesty is a virtue, excessive modesty is annoying!

Qiao Beixin stole Cheng Wang's usual bunny emoticon pack at some point, and posted a cute bunny nodding frantically with his chin in his hands.

Looking at this expression, Cheng Wang felt his back go numb.He diverged his thoughts again, and thought of Qiao Beixin's wooden face making the expression on the picture...

Such things as cute contrasts can only become scary in real life.

He solemnly decided that he would stop Qiao Beixin's behavior in the future.

When he arrived at Qiao Beixin's house, he was extracting a few well-written sentences.

Cheng Wang lay on the table and looked at it for a while, then poked the notebook with his finger, and said, "Little Qiao, look at your English letters, they are very ordinary!"

It is really not as beautiful as Chinese writing, but it is still much more neat than most artificial ones.

Qiao Beixin looked at the man with a righteous face, pinched his face with his hands, and pulled him to the sides mercilessly.

"On your word, you still laugh at me?"

Cheng Wang said vaguely, "Why not?"

Cheng Wang's skin was thin, and after being rubbed twice, his cheeks turned red.

Qiao Beixin rubbed her fingers, feeling a little uneasy, "... Didn't hurt you?"

Cheng Wang originally wanted to say, "It's okay, I'll just be like this." Seeing Qiao Beixin's slightly guilty expression, he narrowed his eyes.

"Oh, I'm so pitiful," Cheng Wang fell weakly on the table and complained, "It hurts so much, did you pinch my face? It's over, I'm disfigured..."

Qiao Beixin really panicked when he heard the first two sentences, but after that, there was only helplessness and funnyness left.

He strangled Cheng Wang's waist, pulled him up from the table, held his face in his hands, and asked with a teasing smile, "Let me see where the disfigurement is? Can it be repaired?"

Cheng Wang laughed and hid back, yelling "Little Qiao, you really failed at learning", but the space behind him was not that wide, and if he stepped back, he would hit the table.

Qiao Beixin gave a pull to prevent his back from hitting the corner of the table.

"The corners of the table are not round enough, it hurts to hit someone." Qiao Beixin instructed, "Be careful."

Cheng Wang sat on the swivel chair tilted, with his upper body lying in Qiao Bei's arms.

It was a very awkward posture, because the armrest of the swivel chair was still lying between the two of them.

After the joke just passed, the ambiguity brought about by this posture gradually revealed.

Cheng Wang was wearing the clothes Qiao Beixin helped wash last time today.The neckline of this dress is a bit too big, and from Qiao Beixin's perspective, you can see a large back when you lower your head slightly.

He looked away, remembered something again, lowered his head and sniffed.

Cheng Wang twisted his body impatiently, the armrest in front of him was uncomfortable, and a strange warm breath came from his neck.But he was trapped in this small space, unable to move back and forth.

Later, Qiao Beixin finally felt that the swivel chair in the middle was in the way.

He pushed the swivel chair away with his feet, and at the same time held Cheng Wang's waist with both hands, exerting a little force——

Let Cheng Wang sit firmly on his lap.

After the poor swivel chair spun around in place, it slammed on the table with a bang, and a small air current was brought up by the collision, blowing away a few draft papers on the table.

Qiao Beixin raised her head slightly, looking at Cheng Wang's panicked face.

The big grape-like eyes stared very round. Cheng Wang rested his hands on Qiao Beixin's shoulders and swallowed nervously.

They were so close that Cheng Wang nodded slightly, and the tip of his nose would touch Qiao Beixin's forehead.

He was held tightly by Qiao Beixin, and Cheng Wang had to lean his upper body back in order to increase the distance between them.

But it was pressed back soon.

This distance was far beyond the distance of normal communication, which made Cheng Wang dizzy and at the same time made him feel warm again.

It was the same warm breath that enveloped him when he was sick last time.

The panic in Cheng Wang's heart was slowly calmed down, and the hand holding Qiao Beixin's collar loosened.He pushed his shoulder and whispered, "Little Qiao..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Beixin suddenly stepped forward and bit his neck.

Cheng Wang let out a low cry, stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Beixin's shoulder, and was grabbed again.

Qiao Beixin was much stronger than him.

Fortunately, this strength was not used for biting people, he just held the piece of flesh in his mouth and gently ground it with his teeth.

More itching than pain.

With both hands held, Cheng Wang could only touch Qiao Beixin's waist with his knee, and said in embarrassment, "Let me go."

He didn't know if it was his own illusion. After hearing these words, Qiao Beixin hugged him even tighter, so hard that he could hardly breathe.

But in the next second, the strength around his waist suddenly relaxed, and the piece of skin that was bitten was also loosened.

Qiao Beixin turned her head and pressed her face on his shoulder.

The evaporation of water vapor will take away the heat, and the breathing around the pinna will make the area return to high temperature.

Under the hot and cold stimulation, Cheng Wang shrugged his shoulders and shivered.

The bedroom was quiet, and the two of them even breathed slightly after they calmed down.

Qiao Beixin leaned on his shoulder for a long time, as long as Cheng Wangmin.The sensitive neck is used to the itching brought by breathing.

He wondered wildly, Qiao Beixin would not fall asleep leaning on him, would he?

After a few more minutes, Cheng Wang couldn't help but speak first: "Little Qiao."

"Ok?"

Cheng Wang pushed him away and jumped down by himself.

He couldn't even raise his head to see Qiao Beixin's expression.

With his back turned, he rubbed his arms.

The place where he was caught just now finally showed a strong sense of existence. Cheng Wang couldn't tell whether it was itching, pain or numbness. The nerves under the skin were beating and beating, which was stronger than his heartbeat.

He refrained from touching it in front of Qiao Beixin, and forked a piece of cantaloupe from the small fruit bowl on the table to cover up.

He said haha: "Little Qiao, this is so sweet, hahaha."

Qiao Beixin responded, and leaned forward to hold his hand, and put the remaining half into his mouth.

The heat spread like an erupting volcano.Not only the neck, but now even the ears and face are flushed.

Cheng Wang's hand was wrapped in the palm of Qiao Beixin, and his fingers were no more than half a inch away from his lips.

The remaining half of the melon pulp was not cut properly, and there was still a small piece of cantaloupe rind, which made a crunching sound between the teeth.

Cheng Wang came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand like an electric shock.

He picked up the small bowl and ran out of the room in two steps, shouting "I, I'll cut some fruit again".

Cheng Wang hurriedly left Qiao Beixin's bedroom, slipped with his left foot when stepping out, and almost dropped the bowl in his arms.

He quickly grabbed it back with quick eyesight, and subconsciously looked back——

Qiao Beixin didn't notice the movement on his side, but sat there as usual, rubbing her left thumb and index finger.

Cheng Wang's face felt even hotter when he saw it, as if his fingers were touching his waist, earlobes and cheeks with slight rubbing.

When he walked to the kitchen, Cheng Wang heard Liang Yilan's suppressed cough.

He ran over in two steps, put down the bowl, and asked with concern: "Aunt Liang, are you okay?"

Liang Yilan waved her hand, wanting to say "it's okay", but she had a really bad cough.

She turned her back, her back bent like a shrimp, her face was flushed, and she even showed some signs of retching.

Cheng Wang was startled, and ran out to pour water for her.

He filled the cup very much, and because the movement of running over was too violent, a few drops splashed on the back of his hand.

He handed the water to Liang Yilan, patted her on the back to calm her breath, and said, "Auntie, drink some water first."

Liang Yilan took the cup, her voice was hoarse from coughing for too long.

"It's okay," she said slowly, "I just cut a piece of dried chili, I wanted to try whether it was spicy or not, but I didn't pay attention and choked on it."

"Oh." Without any doubt, Cheng Wang volunteered again, "I'll cut it for you!"

Liang Yilan washed her hands, drove Cheng Wang out of the kitchen, and said, "No, you can go study."

She handed another bowl full of fruit to Cheng Wang, "You young people should eat more fruit."

When he returned to the bedroom, Qiao Beixin had returned to his normal expression.

He waved the composition paper in his hand and said, "I circled a few model essays, the logic is clear, and the words are not uncommon. Go back and try to memorize them, so you can apply them in the future."

Qiao Beixin put stickers on the key examples, and also indicated which theme propositions can be applied.

Cheng Wang combed the row of sticky notes on the outside with his fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, "Thank you, Xiao Qiao!"

He thought in his heart, even if he wanted to live up to Qiao Beixin's dedication, he still had to read this book carefully and write down these sample essays.

"Then I'll borrow it for two days to take a look and pay you back later!"

Qiao Beixin said lightly: "You can just take it away. Anyway, my composition is not bad, and I don't need it much."

Cheng Wang: "..."

The throbbing in his heart was snuffed out, Cheng Wang gritted his teeth: "Qiao Beixin, you are really annoying sometimes."

The man apologized without sincerity: "Okay, I was wrong."

Cheng Wang threw the book on the table, flung his teeth and claws at him and strangled him.