Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

The teenager was startled and looked up at her. The black eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water vapor.

Qinger suddenly softened, and forgot that she had intended to reprimand him. She slowed her tone and said, "That morning, I should not yell at you, I know you are out of kindness, it's my fault, don't you Angry, okay?"

He pursed his lips: "Sister Qing'er, I'm not angry... at least I'm not mad at you."

"Who are you angry with?"

"I'm angry with myself. I don't know why I always make Sister Qing'er unhappy..." His tone was so disappointing, "I want to try my best to make Sister Qinger happy."

Qinger's heart suddenly collapsed, oops... this silly kid...

"How could it be? You did a good job, it was my fault, just... I was angry." She hurriedly coaxed him.

A Yao stunned: "Really?"

"Really!" Qinger nodded vigorously. "As long as you ask me first next time... In short, you are really good. Since you live in, I am happy every day."

A Yao finally let out a sigh of relief: "Then... Can I take the initiative to talk to Sister Qing'er?"

"Of course." Qinger couldn't help crying, "Don't you dare to just say nothing?"

"I'm afraid to make Sister Qing'er angry..." he answered dumbly.

Qing'er was helpless. I thought when the kid announced her boyfriend in front of her classmates, why didn't he see him so carefully?

But looking at his drooping eyelashes, she still got the upper hand.

"I'm not angry, I won't kill you anymore, you promise." She said softly, "You put the bowl down, I'll wash it today, I will use the dishwasher now."

A Yao really put the tableware down, her eyes bright: "Sister Qing'er, can I hug you?"

! ! !

"You don't have to measure in!" Qinger glared at him.

The teenager's eyes dimmed, he gave a dull "um" sound, and picked up the plate again, probably preparing to go to the kitchen.

Qinger's face turned red.

Two seconds later, she did not resist: "Okay, okay, I promise you! Just hold it for a while!"

His face brightened: "Okay, sister Qing'er, let's go to the sofa!"

He twitched his lips and regretted that his heart softened...what is meant by going to the sofa! Just hug, not doing anything else!

Qing'er only felt uncomfortable, but she should all be off, and she could only smile stiffly: "Also...but this tableware..."

"Don't worry, I'll come to clean it up later." A Yao looked at her, and she said, "Please hug."

Qing'er laughed and walked to the sofa first. As a result, she turned around, but saw A Yao followed her like a shadow, and a teenager who was taller than her looked down at her slightly, her eyes full. Smiled.

"Sister Qing'er." His tone was full of expectation.

Qinger had no choice but to open his arms at him: "Okay, come and hug, no more than ten seconds!"

A Yao smirked and stepped forward to hug her gently.

The heat and the strong hormonal breath wrapped Qinger in an instant. She subconsciously held her breath, but heard her own rapid heartbeat.

Damn...she knew she should be calm, but when the two bodies fit together, she can't calm down!