After the Soft Sister Differentiated Into A

"Jinjin, here you are!"

"Jinjin, how is your health, is there anything wrong?"

"I was so worried when you passed out..."

"..."

After greeting everyone, Yao Jin finally got away and returned to her seat. She tidied up the desk and put the three bottles of milk in her arms neatly on the right corner of the table.

He Manman, who was next to her, saw her bringing so much milk, and opened her mouth in surprise: "Jin Jin, I remember that you didn't like to drink milk before, why did you bring so much today?"

Yao Jin picked up one of the bottles and opened it, Ying Hong's lips bit the transparent straw and sucked, "Suddenly I fell in love with it recently."

The sweet milk scent filled her mouth, and Yao Jin bowed her eyebrows hungrily, but a voice in her subconsciousness told her that these were not enough, the taste was not pure enough, nor rich enough, and it was so different from the memory in her memory.

Somewhere in my heart seemed to be cut open, and I couldn't fill up the empty space.

The satisfying glimmer in Yao Jin's eyes slowly dissipated, she let go of the straw, frowned and stared at the box of milk in her hand thoughtfully.

It’s not difficult to judge if she thinks about it briefly. She fainted after physical education class and left the infirmary. The school doctor only injected her with special inhibitors, so the only suspect now is Two, one is Jin Siming who sent her to the infirmary, and the other is the special inhibitor. However, if the latter has any adverse reactions after use, the school doctor will definitely inform her. Since there is no notification, then the suspicion can be ruled out. Therefore, the most suspicious point now is the variable Jin Siming.

Moreover, she has smelled Jin Siming's pheromone, although it is not very clear, but...

Yao Jin lowered her head lightly, her beautiful eyes half-closed, she couldn't see the expression in her eyes clearly.

The phone in his pocket vibrated a few times, and the delicate fingertips opened the screen, and a message from Qin Ziqing popped up.

[Qin Ziqing: The training and interview assessments here are basically over. Do you have any gifts you want? I will bring it back to you. 】

Yao Jin pursed her lips, her half-squinted autumn eyes clouded over her.

She frowned, struggled in her heart, and touched the screen with her fingertips.

[Yao Jin: Thank you, no need. 】

[Qin Ziqing: Alright~ I always say that every time I ask you, I will pick out gifts for you, and wait for me to go back obediently~]

Seeing this news, she threw down the phone irritably, and the hard tempered glass phone case collided with the desktop, making a "pop" sound.

"What's wrong?"

He Manman, who was memorizing the words, was shocked by the sound, but she raised her eyes to see Yao Jin's delicate eyebrows frowning, like a layer of ice, her chest was slightly up and down, and the phone was still being thrown aside, with an angry look. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and rubbed her eyes, thinking that she was too late. Sitting at the same table with Yao Jin for so long, she had never seen her emotionally out of control.

When she looked over again, Yao Jin had calmed down, as if nothing happened just now, and smiled faintly at her.

......

The campus life of high school students is relatively monotonous most of the time. In the daytime, except for the classroom, it is the cafeteria. Every day is two o'clock and one line. After the morning class, it was time for lunch break again.

Jin Siming had no appetite at noon, so he didn't go to the cafeteria, so Su Xiaohang brought two rice balls.

After padding their stomachs, the two nestled in the corner of the last row to play games.

"Ahhhhh! Someone is here, there is someone, Mingzai, come and help me!"

"Ahhhhh! Two of them came, and I was flanked back and forth!"

"I'm on the ground, come and help me!"

Su Xiaohang was noisy like a trumpet. Jin Siming was so dizzy by her quarrel. When she ran to help her, she was hit from behind and knelt on the ground with her **** pouting.

"One is so close to us, you can let him come and help us!"

Su Xiaohang glanced at Number One on the map and quickly opened the wheat to call him over, but before they had time to speak, the two of them were knocked down twice by a pan.

game over.

"..."

Jin Siming raised his head with a dark face, threw down his phone, and yelled disgustingly: "How many rounds have you said? Don't make a noise. I can't hear footsteps anymore if you talk too much!"

The fierce Su Xiaohang pouted, with an unhappy expression on his face: "Shoo~You haven't seen a person standing in front of you so big, do you still need to listen to the footsteps? It's not a dish."

Jin Siming straightened his back, moved his neck for a long time, bowed his head and hooked his neck for too long, disdainfully pecking at each other, "No more food for you, I won't play with you, I—"

She was halfway through the conversation. On the aisle next to her left, she saw Yao Jin walking towards the last row, and the other's eyes were still looking straight at her.

Today, Yao Jin is still dressed up and dressed up. The slender legs in the black short skirt are more symmetrical and beautiful, and the smooth skin almost reflects the light.

Jin Siming stared at the little black dress with fluttering skirt corners for a few more times, and sighed in his heart: This group is too leg-shaped, I really want to grow grass, but it is a pity that I put it on Yao Jin first NS......

Then, the little black dress stopped at her table, and there was a slight muffled sound, and a cup of peach yogurt was placed on her table.

She raised her head and met Yao Jin's gaze.

Those upturned eyes are still intriguing, and the faint smile at the corners of her mouth is rare and sincere compared to the smirk that is not as good as the bottom of the eyes.

Jin Siming thought he was dazzled and blinked fiercely.

"Yesterday, thank you for carrying me to the infirmary. This cup of milk tea is my thanks~"

Yao Jin smiled softly, said nothing, put down the milk tea and left.

Jin Siming looked at that graceful back, his pupils slightly opened.

No, Yao Jin would actually thank her so sincerely?

There will be nothing in this cup of milk tea, right?

Jin Siming stared at the delicious peach yogurt on the table and raised his eyebrows.

"Tsk tusk, I didn't expect that I would live to see Yao Jin give you milk tea one day." Su Xiaohang watched her staring at the cup of milk tea steadily, turning her eyes, reached out and picked up the bag outside the milk tea, "Since you If you dislike it, just give me a drink!"

Jin Siming slapped her paw away, slid the milk tea in front of him, opened the straw and inserted it in.

"Since she took the initiative to show me okay, I must accept it with a smile~"

She raised her eyebrows triumphantly and took a bite while biting the straw. Suddenly, a familiar smell swept the taste buds. She didn't come up at all, almost squirting out the milk tea in her mouth.

"Puff, cough cough cough..."

Su Xiaohang saw that she was choked and coughed violently, and quickly handed out a few tissues: "Why is she coughing up suddenly? Is this milk tea really tricky to Yao Jin?"

Jin Siming coughed a few times before he came back slowly.

There is nothing wrong with milk tea, but the taste is too similar to a certain taste...

She picked up the cup of milk tea and turned it around, and saw the words "Peach Peach Yogurt" on the label.

Peach peach... the flesh inside, isn't it the peach of the white peach?

I can’t blame her for being too sensitive. It’s just that the smell is too similar to the sweetness of the white peach that I smelled in the infirmary that day, which made her legs soft. After she drank it in her mouth, it felt like she was sucking Yao Jin’s pheromone. It's the same as in the stomach, this feeling...

Jin Siming's face slowly began to have a fever, and he hurriedly threw out the milk tea in his hand.

"What are you doing again? It's weird."

Seeing her series of weird behaviors, Su Xiaohang snorted again.

"Then... do you still want to drink that cup of milk tea?"

"Hey...you have drunk it, and you just coughed so much. You must have sprayed a lot of saliva in it. I don't want it."

Disgusted by the outspokenness, Jin Siming glared at Su Xiaohang with a sullen face, then looked at the milk tea she had left behind, and after thinking about it, he put it on the corner of the table.

At this time, Su Xiaohang poked her arm again and said in a low voice, "Hey, look at Li Yong and the others, your eyes are souring lemon juice."

Looking in the direction she signaled, she found several boys staring at them with "envious, jealous, and hatred".

"You said, would you be hated by the boys in our class because of Yao Jin's cup of milk tea? Alas... you are really ill-fated. You used to be hated by the girls in the class, but now it's hard to come by Turned over among the girls, and now it's missed by the boys again. Tsk tsk."

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