I don't know how long it took, but Sheng Kuang finally let her go.
He slowly opened his eyelids and saw her eyes wide open, looking at her cute look in a daze, and couldn't help but chuckle.
She stared at him blankly, as if someone had sucked her soul away, without any reaction at all.
Sheng Cheng lowered his head with a funny look on his face and gently rubbed the tip of her nose with his nose.
The tingling feeling on the tip of her nose made her eyelashes tremble slightly.
Then, she heard him laugh again with a slight breath, "Come back to your senses, girlfriend."
Lin Jing didn't know whether it was because of his laughter or because his girlfriend called him, but he felt that his ears were going numb.
She blinked at him, still a little dazed...
Sheng Kuang couldn't help but raised his chin slightly and kissed the tip of her nose. Then he felt the clothes on his chest tighten and lowered his eyes. After two seconds, he asked with a smile in his voice: "Clenched so tightly, why?"
Does your finger hurt?"
Lin Jing didn't quite realize what he meant.
Sheng Cheng freed up a hand, landed on the back of her hand, and tapped it twice.
Lin Jing followed his movements and looked over.
At some point, her hands fell on his chest and grabbed his clothes tightly.
She clenched it so hard that her knuckles turned white.
He didn't ask if she was okay, but when he asked her, she realized that her hand really hurt a little.
She quickly took off his clothes.
When she was holding on to his clothes, she was quite steady, but when he suddenly let go, she collapsed directly into his arms.
It's like throwing yourself into someone's arms.
Lin Jing was silent for two seconds before he realized that his legs were actually weak.
Soft.
Soft.
Lin Jing: "..."
Sheng Kuang laughed again in a muffled tone, and even his chest trembled slightly: "Are your legs weak now?"
Lin Jing: “…………”
Lin Jing closed her eyes, wanting to kill the culprit in front of her who was making her unable to stand still.
Sheng Kuang said quite seriously: "It doesn't matter, just practice more and you'll be fine."
"..."
Practice your skills.
Lin Jing didn't want to take part in the grand occasion. He stood up straight with an expressionless face, stretched out his hand to push his chest, took half a step back with the force of the reaction, and turned directly to the bed: "I'm sleepy, I want to
sleep."
As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, lay down on the bed, and closed her eyes like a primary school student.
Looking at her appearance, Sheng Kuang smiled again: "Are you really sleepy?"
Lin Jing said nothing.
Sheng Kuang lowered his head and turned off the room light: "That's okay. If you feel sleepy, just go to bed."
There was no other movement in the room, Lin Jing remained motionless and pretended to be dead for a while. She was really a little curious about what Sheng Kuang was doing at the moment, and she wanted to take a sneak peek at him.
She fluttered her eyelashes and was about to open her eyelids when suddenly a kiss fell between her eyebrows: "Good night, girlfriend."
Lin Jing was stunned for a moment and gave up the idea of opening his eyes.
After kissing her grandly, she left, as if going to the bathroom.
Lin Jing listened to the noise coming from the bathroom, quietly reached out and touched the center of his eyebrows, and after a while, touched the corners of his mouth.
She was so dizzy that she felt like she was in a dream.
To this day, she can't believe that she, who has always behaved herself, actually impulsively booked a flight overnight to attend a grand event.
I can’t believe it, she became Shengchang’s girlfriend.
I can’t even believe that she and Sheng Kuang just kissed...
All of this is simply more novel than novel.
…
The next day, Monday, there is a class at 8 o'clock in the morning.
When He Lin arrived in the classroom, her first reaction was to look for Lin Jing. Until the instructor appeared on the podium and started calling roll, Lin Jing was not present.
But when the instructor called Lin Jing's name, Lan Tingting called it for her.
Lin Jing's grades have always been very good, and teachers in all subjects are very confident about her, without arousing suspicion.
He Lin didn't expose this either. He leaned back on his chair, turning his pen absentmindedly and looking at the blackboard in front of him, as if he was listening to a lecture, or as if he was distracted.
After class, the person next to him asked He Lin if he wanted to go to the bathroom. He Lin was delayed for several seconds before he looked up at the roommate next to him and said no.
His roommate asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything.
After his roommate walked away, he leaned on his chair and stared out the window for a while, then left the classroom with his cell phone.