Almost as soon as the message was sent out, Ning Zhou's cell phone rang.

Just listening to the familiar ringtone, Ning Zhou felt the chill in his heart completely dissipated.

"Mr. Jiang." Ning Zhou answered the phone.

Jiang Hangting pressed the elevator button and carefully distinguished the emotions in Ning Zhou's tone.

The elevator door opened and Jiang Hangting walked into the elevator car.

Jiang Hangting: "I'll come here to pick you up now."

He didn't ask Ning Zhou what happened just now. Ning Zhou wanted to see him, so he just went there. It was just so simple.

Ning Zhou paused for a while before answering: "Okay."

Jiang Hangting: "Wait for me for forty minutes."

Ning Zhou responded, and the two did not finish the call until Jiang Hangting went to the underground parking lot to start the car.

Ning Zhou kept holding his phone in his ears. Even though Jiang Hangting's voice had disappeared, Ning Zhou still waited for a while before putting down his phone. It seemed that this way he could still experience Jiang Hangting's gentle warmth.

He stood on the balcony for a few minutes, hid all the emotions he should have and should not have, wiped his face and returned to the dormitory.

Zhou Weihe was cursing with headphones. Yu Guang glanced at the sliding door and pushed it open. He turned his head to glance at Ning Zhou. Seeing that Ning Zhou looked normal, he continued to play games.

Ning Zhou probably didn't notice how calm his face was when he took his cell phone to the balcony. There was no smile on his face, and every inch of his skin became tense.

This is the first time Zhou Weihe has seen Ning Zhou like this, and it seems like he is going to eat people.

Ning Zhou didn't know what Zhou Weihe was thinking, so he took his clothes to the bathroom to take a shower while he still had time.

More than ten minutes later, Ning Zhou walked out of the bathroom.

When he finished blowing his hair and picked up his phone, he found that there were a few more messages on WeChat.

The news comes from the same person.

Ms. Zhang: Zhouzhou, go home.

Ms. Zhang: Your father is just a stingy person. He is afraid that you are too young and the entertainment industry is too messy. He is worried that you will be fascinated and do things you shouldn’t do.

Perhaps because Ning Zhou didn't reply to her even after sending several messages, her tone became heavier and heavier.

Ms. Zhang: Your dad gave me an ultimatum. If you don’t listen to him, how can you tell me to explain to him?

Ms. Zhang: Your dad is so busy at work, can’t you worry a little bit?

Ms. Zhang: Ning Zhou, what do you want me to do before you go home?

...

Ning Zhou read all the messages sent by Zhang Yao one by one, rubbed his fingers on the screen of the phone for a while, and finally returned a message.

Zhouzi: I was taking a shower just now and I didn’t see any news.

As for the others, he didn't plan to reply. But those words have been repeated since he learned that he was admitted to the A Film and Television Academy more than two years ago.

Anyway, no one can convince anyone, so that's it.

The phone vibrated again, and Ning Zhou thought it was sent by his mother, and he didn't even see it.

But in order to prevent Ms. Zhang from calling and nagging again, Ning Zhou unlocked and took a look, and then found that the information was sent by Jiang Hangting.

Jiang Hangting: I'm downstairs, come down.

Ning Zhou stuffed his phone into his pocket and said to Zhou Weihe who was playing games: "I'll go out and send me WeChat later on what I want to eat."

Zhou Weihe didn't even have time to respond to him, so he nodded violently there.

Ning Zhou almost ran down the dormitory building, but when he reached the stairs, he suddenly stopped and breathed calmly, so that he would not look so impatient.

But his pace of speeding up again still betrayed his anxiousness.

From the stairs to the gate of the dormitory building, it passed in just a few meters in a blink of an eye.

Ning Zhou stood inside the gate of the dormitory building and saw Jiang Hangting in a suit standing outside the gate. The lights from the street lights enveloped him, as if they were coated with a layer of holy light.

He raised his hand to sort out his messy hair because of running, walked towards Jiang Hangting, and stepped forward to Jiang Hangting step by step to stand in front of Jiang Hangting.

Jiang Hangting spread his hands and said with a smile: "Don't you hug me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Zhou rushed into Jiang Hangting's arms.

At this moment, it was not just pretending to be well-behaved, but really wanted Jiang Hangting to hug him.

Jiang Hangting tightened his arms, put one hand on the boy's waist, and gently stroked the back of the boy's head with the other hand.

Ning Zhou hugged Jiang Hangting's thin and powerful waist, and the faint and elegant tea fragrance lingered in the tip of his nose. His restless heart instantly calmed down.

A few minutes later, Ning Zhou raised his head in Jiang Hangting's arms.

Before he could speak, he heard Jiang Hangting say, "Thank you for giving me a hug."

Ning Zhou was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help laughing again, his eyebrows and eyes stretched out, and he no longer felt sad.

Why is he so good? Even comforting people has to take into account the sensitive and fragile self-esteem of the young man.

A strong emotion surged in Ning Zhou's heart. He suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly printed a kiss on Jiang Hangting's lips.

Just a touch.

"In exchange, you have to kiss me." Ning Zhou said with a smile.

Jiang Hangting pretended to be contemptuous and said, "I can pay more."

After saying that, without waiting for Ning Zhou to respond, he lowered his head and held Ning Zhou's lips.

This kiss is still gentle and restrained.

That night, Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting walked around the pedestrian street near the school, and Jiang Hangting sent Ning Zhou back to the dormitory.

Jiang Hangting watched Ning Zhou disappear at the corner, but was not in a hurry to leave. After a while, he saw Ning Zhou leaning out from the balcony on the third floor and waved at him.

Jiang Hangting couldn't see Ning Zhou's expression clearly in the night, but he was sure that the boy was smiling.

As long as you laugh, that's fine.

Other negative emotions should not appear on the teenager's face.

Ning Zhou stood on the balcony of the dormitory and watched Jiang Hangting's figure blend into the night before turning around and returning to the dormitory.

As soon as he climbed onto the bed, Ning Zhou sent a WeChat message to sending the sending young Jia Yunjia.

Zhouzi: People are all greedy.

Your Master Jia:???

Your Master Jia: Why did you become a philosopher at night? That nerve was stimulated?

Zhouzi: I am no longer satisfied with fighting Jiang Hangting a few shots now.

Your Master Jia:!!!

Your Master Jia: Have you ever had a fuck with an old man?

Your Master Jia: I knew that the old man named Jiang was a beast!

Zhouzi:...

Forget it, he couldn't force a single dog to understand his inner ripples.

But it was Jia Yunjia's turn to be indomitable.

Your Master Jia: No, Brother Zhou Zhou, Zhou Zi Zhou, are you really sleeping with Jiang Hangting?

Your Master Jia: How many days have you known each other?

Your Master Jia: Didn’t you say you are dating based on marriage?

...

Jia Yunjia sent more than a dozen messages in a row, and Ning Zhou's cell phone buzzed and refused to listen.

Ning Zhou had no choice but to reply.

Zhouzi: Not yet.

Zhouzi: I really want to sleep with him, but he doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all.

Zhouzi: I am pretending to be good, I can’t expose myself, so I have to act like I’m not in a hurry.

Zhouzi: Do you understand now?

Jia Yunjia finally did not send any more messages, probably sorting out the logic in Ning Zhou’s messages just now.

Not long after, Jia Yunjia made another move.

Your Master Jia: Then what does your "not satisfied with fighting Jiang Hangting" mean?

Zhouzi: It means I want to sleep with him for the rest of my life.

Your Master Jia:...

Your Master Jia: Zhouzi, you are finished.
To be continued...