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Of course, I can only say that I didn't think about anything. Can Wei Qingqing say what she was thinking just now?

Absolutely can't say it, so after a short period of panic, she could only look down at the test paper with a sullen face. She was so annoyed that she was dying, but she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "I'm thinking about how to do this question. Otherwise, what else can I think about, it’s just that this question is too difficult.”

Yuanyuan's face was tense, but she didn't know that her still flushed face and trembling eyelashes betrayed her.

His eyes wandered around the girl's tense back, and Ji Qingshui smiled slightly, the joy in his eyes seemed to be overflowing.

Ji Qingshui noticed that Wei Weiwei was nervous.

The girl's face was very red, her pure and clear eyes looked at the test paper, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she didn't dare to look at her at all.

Wei Qingshui didn't dare to look at her, Wei Qingshui was nervous because of her, this fact made Ji Qingshui very happy.

She is very happy.

She was so happy that Wei Qingwei went out on a date with someone else tonight, and she wasn't so angry anymore.

Even though Wei Qingqing spends most of her dating time playing games with her, she is still very angry that Wei Qingqing rejected her for someone else.

Her eyes were on the young girl's face, with full pleasure, she looked vaguely for a moment, and she thought of the dream last night again.

She used to dream a lot when she was a child, and often woke up from the dream covered in sweat, and then couldn't sleep all night, but after she became an adult, she rarely dreamed.

But the dream last night was an exception. That dream was not enough to wake her up, but it also kept her from falling asleep after waking up, but the reason why she didn't fall asleep was because the gap between reality and the dream was too great That's all.

She dreamed that Wei Qingyuan was gone, and in the empty space, there were only her and Wei Qingqing.

Wei lay gently on the bed, his eyes were tightly closed, but it was the only bright color.

It was as if all these years, in her empty and desolate world, only one Wei Weiwei broke in inexplicably.

The girl lay there, gentle and harmless, full of unknown ignorance and unguarded vulnerability.

Looking at Wei Weiwei lying on the bed, she almost couldn't help approaching her and kissing her.

Even though she knew it was just a dream.

The Wei Weiqing in the dream is not the real Wei Weiqing, but she still didn't restrain the despicable delusion in her heart, and kissed the eyes that she had been thinking about day and night, and then the rosy and fresh eyes, Lips like roses.

At the beginning, it seemed that it was just her one-man show. The person she kissed never opened his eyes, and he didn't know who the person who kissed her was.

But later, after the girl opened her eyes, Ji Qingshui looked at the girl's confused and absent-minded eyes. Just looking at them, he felt a thrill that made her tremble even more than the closeness between her lips and teeth just now.

At the moment when the four eyes met, when the girl looked at her, resisted in a small arc, but couldn't help but respond to her, she couldn't hold back anymore, and marked her girl.

What she dared not do in real life, she did in her dreams over and over again.

Anyway, Wei Weiqing wouldn't know about it, and she wouldn't hate her because of it anyway.

She is so light that she doesn't know anything.

She pushed back against the girl, not allowing her slightest resistance, the girl could not help but moan in her ear because of the excessive pleasure, and the tip of her nose was the pheromone breath that belonged exclusively to the girl.

She left her own mark on the girl's gland time and time again, filling the girl's body with her breath.

In that dream, except for the last step, she seemed to have done everything that should be done.

She is a despicable person, but she is extremely fortunate that Wei Weiqing will never know her despicableness, nor will she know what this "sister" who seems to be teaching her homework seriously is thinking now.

Ji Qingshui stared scorchingly at the part where Wei gently pressed against the gland, and her breathing became heavier uncontrollably. She licked the tips of her itchy teeth, and stared at the girl's beautiful, flushed face. After watching it for a long time, I finally hummed and responded to the girl's explanation.

Sometimes, she is glad that Wei Weiwei doesn't know any of her thoughts, but also hates that she doesn't know.

She walked away, took a sip of water from the cup beside her, relieved the dryness in her throat, and said just now: "Is it going to be okay after doing this, I know."

It was a very serious topic, and he was very considerate and didn't ask Wei Qingqing about the abnormality.

Seeing that Wei Weiwei had successfully changed the subject, she was also greatly relieved. She felt that Ji Qingshui was sometimes very considerate. Falling into an even more embarrassing situation, the favorability level quietly increased a little.

"After doing this question for so long, would you like some water and something to eat?"

They were a little close, and when Ji Qingshui was talking, he seemed to be looking at the questions she was doing. The air flow brought by his breath fell on Wei Qingyuan's neck, which made Wei Weiqing shrink back involuntarily.

It was clear that she came here like this for the previous few nights, and Wei Qingqing never felt that something was wrong, but now, feeling the sound of breathing sprayed on her neck, she couldn't help but blushed more and more.

She gripped the pen tightly, hummed, and just wanted to send Ji Qingshui away quickly and figure out what was going on, so she said, "Yes, please bring me a bottle of ice water, thank you .”

"Okay." With the sound of the stool moving slightly, the girl's footsteps gradually faded away, and the door closed with a click, and Wei Qing let out a long breath.

But the breath left by Ji Qingshui still filled the room and occupied Wei Qingqing's nose.

Wei lightly and violently hammered the table, but he still remembered not to make too much noise.

Although Ji Qingshui has lived here for more than a month, her room is still relatively empty, and the decorations are still the same as before. Lightly but suddenly, something feels wrong.

"I'm not in the mood for tutoring at all. What is tutoring?" She muttered in a low voice, then immediately got up and rushed out of the room.

When she got to the stairwell, she happened to find Ji Qingshui walking this way with her things in her hand. She walked faster and said, "I'm going back to my room first, and I'll do tutoring another day."

The door was closed with a click, and Ji Qingshui looked at the closed door for a while, a smile bloomed on the corner of his lips, with obvious pleasure.

After a long time, she returned to the room.

After carefully looking at the things Wei Qingwei left behind for a moment, she packed up, opened the WeChat account, and first sent Wei Weiqing a good night, seeing that Wei Qingyuan didn't seem to have any intention of taking it back, she smiled again, Switched to his own tuba.

Wei Weiwei's attitude towards her changed, as if it started today, and she wondered why.

Looking at her tuba happily, she twitched the corners of her lips, feeling that she had pretended to be that "apprentice" at that time, and used hacking techniques to make the real "apprentice" never add Wei Qingqing, it was her who was really fucking Best thing I've ever done in my life.

She quickly typed a few words on the WeChat account.

Brother apprentice: [Master, good evening. ]