"Wow! I'm going, I'm going!"

After hearing this news, the most positive reaction from the whole family was Jin Tong. After all, he had long been secretly looking forward to seeing the goddess during the summer vacation.

Dad Jin put down his cell phone, looked at Mom Jin in embarrassment and said, "Baby, it's really a coincidence that I'm going to fly to H City tomorrow to inspect the venue. I'm afraid I can't go with you."

Ma Jin glanced at him, looked unhappy, and said angrily: "Okay, you're busy every time, so don't go."

After saying that, she turned around and asked Jin Siming: "Where is Mingming? This is your indulgence in the last few days of this holiday."

"I......"

Jin Siming lowered his head and stared at the chopsticks, hesitating a little. Jin Tong stretched his neck and thrust excitedly: "Then Jin Jin should go to the wedding too, right?"

Seeing that he was so excited that he glanced at him, Ma Jin glanced at him: "I don't know this anymore. Why, you know her too?"

Jin Tong immediately restrained his expression and sat down on the chair obediently: "No, no, it's just a school, I just know the name, hehe..."

Hearing his explanation, Jin Ma thought for a while and said, "Qionan has never mentioned it, and I don't know."

Jin Tong was disappointed for a moment, remembered something, and turned to look at Jin Siming: "Sister, aren't you in the same class as Yao Jin? There is always a contact information, you can ask her."

The topic was thrown to Jin Siming and glanced at Jin Tong's expectant look. She felt confused for no reason and raised her eyebrows unhappily: "This kind of problem is quite private, and it's not appropriate for parents to remarry."

Jin's mother nodded beside her and sighed: "Mingming is right. Alas, it is really not easy to reorganize the family to get along well without any grudges."

There was a moment of silence on the dining table. Jin Siming lowered his head and bit his chopsticks. Hearing two "buzzing" sounds of a vibrating phone. The screen of the mobile phone on the desktop next to her lit up, and the caller indicated the two big words "Qiongran".

"Hey, Ranran." Jin's mother picked up her cell phone, "...Yeah, what are you here?"

Jin Siming raised his head, but saw that Jin's mother was also looking at her, with surprise in her eyes.

"...Oh, OK, I will definitely help you feel at ease."

After saying a few more words, Jin's mother cut off the phone and turned her head to look at Jin Siming: "What did you say just now, there will be conflicts. Your Aunt Qiong said that they can't contact Jin Jin now."

"What? What should I do now?" Jin Tong stood up, looking very concerned.

Jin's mother glanced at him, then looked at Jin Siming and said, "You should be able to contact her, right? Jin Jin doesn't reply to her home now, and she doesn't answer the phone. Qiong Ran and the others are worried, and her plane is about to take off. Ran Ran is worried, so he asked you to try it too."

Jin Siming was stunned for a moment. Seeing that she was still in a daze, Jin's mother urged, "Hurry up, why are you standing there? No matter how she said it was your classmate, please ask where she is, comfort her, and don't have anything wrong."

She had no choice but to take out her cell phone and open WeChat.

The chat history above was still stuck in the morning, and she refused the news that Yao Jin watched the movie together.

Jin Siming took a breath, thought for a moment, and pounded on the screen.

[Jin Siming: Are you going home now? Or where?]

After a long time, the other party did not reply.

Jin Siming frowned. Jin's mother couldn't wait any longer and said, "If you don't reply, just call the voice directly."

"Ah?" Jin Siming raised his head.

"What, is it difficult to make a voice call? Hurry up."

So under the urging of Jin's impatient temper, Jin Siming took the initiative to call Yao Jin for the first time.

After a while, the other side was connected.

Before Yao Jin's voice came out, Jin Siming suddenly stood up from the chair, ignored the doubts of the people next to him, and quickly walked to his room and closed the door.

"Hello."

As soon as she leaned against the door, she heard the sound coming from her phone.

The voice was unexpectedly low, and you could vaguely hear some indifference and unhappiness, which was completely different from the tone of Yao Jin's usual conversation with her.

A strange thing rose in Jin Siming's heart. He paused for a moment, pinched his phone and asked directly: "Where are you?"

The opposite side chuckled, and his voice returned to active.

"What are you asking me for an appointment?"

Of course, Jin Siming would not say her true purpose.

Her face slowly became hot, and her throat began to feel a dry and burning sensation.

"Yes...I want to ask you."

A crisp laughter came from the other end of the phone, which sounded even more pleasant than just now.

"Didn't you refuse to watch movies with me just now? Classmate Jin is so fickle."

“…”

Well, what should be come will come, Jin Siming knew that this matter would not be so easy to turn things around.

She bit her lower lip and had to bite the bullet and go out.

"I regret it, can I?"

"Ha ha......"

Yao Jin smiled even happier, Jin Siming was both ashamed and embarrassed, and the pink color on his face had spread to the tips of his ears.

Humph, just slap in the face. Seeing that you are miserable now, I will make you happy for the time being.

Yao Jin smiled for a while and said happily: "Since you admit that you regret it, I will give you a chance~"

Jin Siming raised his long and narrow eyebrows and rolled his eyes silently in his heart.

"Then you come to me first, I'm not at home..."

Finally, Yao Jin talked about his hotel and room number, and Jin Siming changed his clothes and went out.

After going out, Jin's mother immediately came up and asked, "How is it, have you contacted me?"

"Well, I'll go find her now."

"Then where is she now?"

Looking at the concerned look in his mother's eyes, Jin Siming thought for a while and did not expose Yao Jin's hotel. He just said that the other party had made an appointment with him to meet in the mall and went over there perfunctorily.

Since Yao Jin chose to stay in a hotel without telling her family, there must be a reason.

Jin Siming left the house, called a car downstairs, and soon arrived at the hotel where Yao Jin was.

Along the way, she thought about many scenes when she saw Yao Jin. The rebellious girl could not accept the fact that her mother remarried. She hid alone in the hotel and secretly hurt her, either angry, crying, or escaping...

In short, it should be mostly in a state of low mood. As a result, after arriving at the hotel, Yao Jin Lihua didn't see her just after crying, but instead saw her-

She had long half-wet hair, and was standing at the door of the room in a bathrobe, like a lotus coming out of water, with a bright smile on her lips, and there was no gloomy look on her face?

However, what kind of bath should I take at two or three o'clock in the afternoon...

"Why are you standing there? Come in."

Yao Jin looked at Jin Siming, who was standing outside the door staring at her in a daze, and turned around and entered the room.

After Jin Siming went in, he sat down in the single chair inside.

I don’t know if she is too sensitive, but I always feel that the familiar and sweet smell in the room is a bit rich. She lifted her eyelids and looked at Yao Jin who was putting on makeup with her back.

That's the smell of Yao Jin's pheromones.

"Why did you regret it suddenly? Didn't you say it was inconvenient today?"

Yao Jin drew eyebrows in front of the mirror, his voice neither tight nor slow.

Jin Siming withdrew his thoughts and his expression changed.

Didn’t I just reject you once? Should I hold a grudge like this...

She sighed in her heart, glanced out of the window, and said slowly: "After all, this is the first time you took the initiative to ask me to watch a movie. How could I not give face? So I regret it."

I will find a way for myself.

Yao Jin stopped applying lipstick, raised his lips and smiled. However, given that the other party came to find her so proactively this time, the sourness of being rejected was also half gone.

Jin Siming sat in the chair freeze, watching Yao Jin slowly put on delicate makeup, and couldn't help feeling itchy. She took out her cell phone, opened the mirror inside the tool and looked at her face.

It would be fine if she didn't take the photos, but after comparing them, she immediately felt unbalanced. Compared with Yao Jin's exquisite makeup, she can only describe it as rough now.

Because she had to get up early at 6 o'clock this morning to take a taxi back to school, she temporarily put on a simple light makeup. After she got home, she thought she didn't have to go out and put on makeup. Unexpectedly, she suddenly ran into Yao Jin's incident. Before going out, she was worried about Yao Jin's condition, so she only changed her clothes and rushed over.

Now, I saw that the lipstick on my mouth was gone during lunch and it was not supplemented.

In fact, she is naturally beautiful, her lips are red without any touch, and she is very beautiful without makeup, but Yao Jin is going to go out with her later, so that's different.

Jin Siming was staring at himself in the phone with a confused look on his face. Suddenly, he noticed a shadow cast on his head. When he looked up, Yao Jin was standing in front of her with a lipstick in his hand.

"The color on Classmate Jin's lips is indeed almost done, so I'll help you make up for it."

After saying that, Yao Jin pressed one hand on Jin Siming's shoulder and leaned over to her lips...

"Wait a minute! I, I'll do it myself."

Jin Siming looked at Yao Jin's evil face coming to her, his heart rate suddenly accelerated, his body stiffened, he suddenly leaned back, and quickly reached out to her shoulder to prevent Yao Jin from getting closer.

The source of the sweet smell is close at hand, and the sweetness of the white peach smell becomes more and more intense, making her body half soft.

Yao Jin's fair neck was right in front of him, and Jin Siming couldn't help but glanced at him.
To be continued...