Are the usual calmness and calmness just his usual disguise?
She looked at Shi Jing's face in a daze, and there were a few throbs and ripples in her eyes that even she herself had not noticed.
She couldn't help but move her hand towards his face, but when it touched his face, she took it back in fear.
Deep down in my heart, I was inexplicably panicked because of what I had just done.
"Qian Qianqian, what are you thinking about?"
A frightening feeling quietly arose in her heart, which frightened her and made her a little helpless.
She would never allow something to happen between her and Shi Jing, never allow it!
Suddenly standing up from Shi Jing's side, she went back to her bed and turned off the light and lay down. She kept telling herself in her heart that after this night, everything was still the same as at the beginning.
Capitalists are still capitalists, little slaves are still little slaves, great gods are still great gods, and little shrimps are always little shrimps. There can be no intersection between them.
Closing her eyes, what flashed through her mind was Shi Jing's pair of crystal clear eyes, looking at her so tenderly, making her toss and turn until late in the night, when she reluctantly fell asleep.
Early the next morning, the dazzling sunlight came in through the window, and Shi Jing, who was lying on the sofa and sleeping uncomfortably, opened his eyes first.
He sat up from the sofa. The headache from the previous night had not completely gone away. He pinched the center of his eyebrows and lowered his eyebrows before noticing that the quilt covering him had a faint fragrance of a girl.
His heart moved, a smile flashed across his eyes, and he cast his gaze towards the bed.
I saw that the thin little body on the bed was lying on its side, sleeping soundly with its back to him.
He walked up to her and stood beside her bed, and saw her body turned over, sleeping peacefully, like a newborn child.
He had only seen such a sleeping face on the face of that little guy Miaomiao. It turned out.
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She has it too.
Sitting down on the edge of her bed, his slender fingertips gently lifted the hair covering her eyes.
Her fair skin is so flawless that people can't help but want to kiss her.
In such a bustling society, it is so rare to be able to maintain such innocence.
He really couldn't bear to destroy the kind of truth in her.
He thought that this was why he was always thinking of ways to tease her.
As soon as he saw her, he couldn't help but want to tease her. Seeing her angry but afraid to show off in front of him made him feel very good.
His eyes rested quietly on her little face, watching her little mouth move from time to time like a child, and there was actually a hint of childish cuteness.
An extremely subtle look of endearment inadvertently flashed across his eyes, and a smile gradually spread from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Qian Qianqian's eyes suddenly opened, and before he could look away from her face, he was facing her.
It was still those innocent black and white eyes, and the sleepy eyes had not yet fully woken up. They just looked at him and blinked lightly before closing them again.
Xiaozui murmured half asleep, "Good morning, Shi Jing."
After saying these words, she turned sideways and fell asleep again.
Suddenly, the eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened as if they realized something, and the sleepy eyes that were originally sleepy suddenly woke up.
Suddenly she rolled up from the bed and looked at the handsome, cold face in front of her in astonishment, her voice stuck in her throat.