Global Update [Quick Transmigration]

This was the first time that Jing Xinglan showed such a strong attitude in front of Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing stared at him blankly, didn't even hear what the man said, instead subconsciously stepped back a few inches.

It wasn't until his back leaned against the white marble railing of the stone bridge that the bone-chilling temperature made him shiver uncontrollably, and his muddy brain managed to wake up.

He looked away in a bit of embarrassment, and made an excuse: "I... I've seen enough, let's go down."

Jing Xinglan gave a low laugh.

Although he didn't say a word, Qiao Jing's cheeks felt a little nervous for no reason.Moreover, he was too tired to maintain this posture, and had to lean his elbows on the railing to barely support his body, which made him feel a little annoyed.

"...you get out of the way."

The black-haired young man turned his head and said with trembling eyelashes.

The sentence pattern was clearly an order, but because of a guilty conscience, he said it with a feeling of weakness.

Jing Xinglan watched him trying to hide his ears and steal his voice in front of her, curled up the corners of his lips, and took a step back in a kind manner, making way for Qiao Jing.

The expression on Qiao Jing's face was obviously relieved.

——But he soon realized that it was too early to let go of his breath.

After they got off the bridge, they walked around the lake again.

Qiao Jing originally wanted to take a walk to calm down the turbulent emotions in his heart, but unexpectedly, he was even more disturbed by the touch from time to time by the people around him.

The man was very cunning, he just pretended to rub his skin with the back of his hand inadvertently while walking, and apologized before Qiao Jing subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, without giving him any chance to refuse.

But once or twice was enough, until the third time, Qiao Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"What exactly do you want to do today?"

He stopped and turned to stare at the other person.

Jing Xinglan looked at him and smiled: "You really don't understand?"

Qiao Jing: "I understand what..."

"Qiao Jing," Jing Xinglan interrupted what he hadn't finished speaking, his eyes were calm, "Don't play dumb."

Qiao Jing tightly closed his mouth.

He was silent for a long time, but Jing Xinglan was also very patient, just standing there with him, waiting for Qiao Jing's answer.Passers-by who came from behind cast strange glances at these two people, even after walking around them and leaving, they would look back from time to time.

"I……"

After an unknown amount of time, the black-haired youth finally spoke with difficulty.

His voice was a little hoarse: "I don't know what I think."

Hearing such an answer, Jing Xinglan laughed.

"Aren't you a writer?" He seemed to have returned to his usual gentle appearance, and asked persuasively, "Ask your heart, do you hate me?"

Qiao Jing shook his head.

"Does living with me make you feel uncomfortable?"

Qiao Jing paused for a second, still shaking his head.

Maybe there will be some at first, but after a few years, he has long been used to Jing Xinglan greeting with a smile every morning after getting up, getting used to the hot meals served on the table as soon as the meal time comes, and also getting used to Jing Xinglan's greetings with a smile. Xinglan took good care of him in every detail of life.

Even for a long time after moving, every time Qiao Jing woke up in the morning and opened her eyes, she would subconsciously feel that a man was lying beside her.

"Since these are not annoying," Jing Xinglan took a deep breath when he saw the fish taking the bait, tried his best to control his calm tone, and continued to pursue the victory, "Then, what about this?"

He stretched out his hand, and before Qiao Jing could react, he grabbed the young man's cool fingertips.

Qiao Jing's pupils suddenly shrank.

He tensed up suddenly, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but Jing Xinglan firmly grasped his fingers, with an unquestionable attitude in his strength.

However, although he tried hard, he did not act rashly.Moreover, the man's eyes were as calm as an ancient well from the beginning to the end, which relieved Qiao Jing's tension to a great extent.

He lowered his head and glanced at his fingers that were tightly held in the palm of the other party. The body temperature from another person came from the fingertips. It was obviously just an ordinary holding hands, but the mysterious numbness made his heart thump in his chest. He jumped straight, and his breathing became involuntarily rapid.

But just like what Jing Xinglan said.

It seems that it is not annoying.

only……

He raised his head and said expressionlessly, "How long are you going to hold on to it?"

Didn't you see the sight of the passers-by next to them looking at them from strange to weird and shocking?

"Whatever they do."

Jing Xinglan was thick-skinned now, because he knew that Qiao Jing's failure to reject him had already represented the young man's acquiescing attitude towards him.

In fact, he didn't know the bottom line in his heart. He made such an action just now, to a large extent, he had an impulse to succeed or succeed.

Fortunately, fortunately...

A burst of ecstasy slowly permeated his heart from the depths of his heart, and Jing Xinglan's body began to burst into happy bubbles one after another. This feeling almost made him ecstasy, even worse than Da Xia's body after exercising. It's even more refreshing to chug a can of iced Coke.

The man's face was radiant for a moment, he stared straight at Qiao Jing's face, and couldn't help pursing his lips into a smirk.

Qiao Jing couldn't bear to look away and looked away: "Don't laugh like that."

So silly.

Jing Xinglan paused, holding the last trace of uncertainty, he tentatively asked: "So, now we...?"

Seeing that Qiao Jing didn't answer, he became anxious: "Speak up!"

"Say what?" Qiao Jing was also annoyed, "You have to let me talk about this kind of thing!"

The two looked at each other out of breath, one with urgent eyes and the other with embarrassment.

The next second, they laughed in unison.

"It's so embarrassing," Qiao Jing murmured, but her ears were already stained with red, "A dignified CEO, you are as childish as a primary school student. I now believe that you have never been in a relationship before."

Jing Xinglan said unconvinced: "You are not much better, we are with each other."

Qiao Jing: "Better than you anyway."

Although they were arguing, their hands did not loosen from beginning to end.After confirming that Qiao Jing's intentions were the same as his own, Jing Xinglan immediately began to push forward. Originally, they were just grasping fingers, but after a while, they became intertwined.

The two of them pulled together like this.

But when they were about to leave the grove, Qiao Jing withdrew his hand.

He was already thin-skinned, and it was his limit to be able to do this with Jing Xinglan on the park path.There are students everywhere outside the grove, and the two men are holding hands, which would attract attention even in modern times, let alone in the era of a hundred years ago.

Moreover, they are all public figures now, if they are recognized, they will definitely be criticized by those who don't like them.At that time, it will definitely bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to themselves and the people around them.

Qiao Jing didn't want the situation to turn out that way.

"It will be seen," he whispered.

Jing Xinglan didn't say anything.

But judging by his expression, he was obviously a little lower than before.

A trace of guilt surged in Qiao Jing's heart. He scanned around, and just happened to see a couple leaving on a bench not far away, so he said, "Go and sit for a while."

But after they sat down, no one spoke for a long time.

The sound of couples laughing on the ice could be faintly heard in the distance, and several young men and women held hands without any scruples, frolicking on the ice, forming a sharp contrast with the almost frozen atmosphere here.

Qiao Jing was bathed in the bright winter sun, slightly raised her head and looked forward, thinking of the heartfelt joy that she felt half an hour ago, it felt like a lifetime away.

Before the couple left, they left a copy of today's newspaper on the chair.He wanted to pick it up and look at it casually to ease the embarrassment, but just as Qiao Jing stretched out his hand, Jing Xinglan had already grabbed a corner of the newspaper at the same time as him.

He raised his head and saw Jing Xinglan smiling at him:

"Let's watch together."

The man unfolded the newspaper, which blocked Qiao Jing's view of the distance, and also blocked the outsiders who had nothing to do with them.Even passers-by who passed by on the trail could only see two young people sitting side by side on a bench with their heads together, as if they were reading an article above.

A thin newspaper separated them from each other's world.

Qiao Jing's eyes reflected the man's deep face, his breathing was completely messed up, and he wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to escape, and finally he closed his eyes in despair, letting this snowflake-like kiss fall on on the lips.

The man's lips give people a soft and cold touch, like a dragonfly on the water, and it will be parted with one touch.

But after he backed away, Qiao Jing's body seemed to be on fire.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes in embarrassment, even his neck was slightly pink.But what annoyed Qiao Jing the most was that he was also the one holding the newspaper, and he hadn't put it down even now.

"It's outside," he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, "you...don't go too far."

Jing Xinglan laughed sullenly, stared at him, and asked in a low voice on purpose: "So it's fine to go home?"

Qiao Jing pursed her lips tightly, and gave him a hard look, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt a bit harsh.

"It's time to go back." He said with a straight face.

"It's still early," Jing Xinglan licked his lips, with a look of unfinished taste, "Why don't we do it again?"

"Also," under the dark-haired young man's gradually unfriendly gaze, he paused, and added with a deep smile, "The next time you kiss, remember to keep breathing."

Qiao Jing stood up abruptly from his seat.

He snatched the newspaper from Jing Xinglan's hand, tore it into a bunch of pieces with all his strength, and then, amidst Jing Xinglan's hearty laughter, walked forward quickly with a flushed face. It was as if there was a beast chasing after him.

shameless!