Xia Xing was aware of the problem, but she didn't dare to take the initiative to raise it.

Zhang Mingyang stood beside her naturally as if nothing was wrong, and pulled her to sit on the bed.

Through the gap in the bathrobe, the strong body underneath is faintly visible.

Xia Xingruo no longer dared to look, for fear of accidentally seeing something she shouldn't see through those gaps.

She had already adapted to being alone with her junior, but now she suddenly became nervous, as if she had returned to the time when she first fell in love, no, maybe even more nervous than then.

The bed in the double room was very soft. As soon as Xia Xingruo touched it, he was immediately attracted by the soft bed and collapsed on it.

She picked up the pillow beside the bed and put it in front of her, revealing only a pair of big watery eyes to secretly observe Zhang Mingyang.

Zhang Mingyang also lay down next to Xia Xingruo and looked at her, surrounded by their respective body fragrances mixed with the aroma of shower gel.

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was quiet and beautiful.

Xia Xingruo was not satisfied with the current distance and moved a little closer, but she felt embarrassed because there was always a soft pillow between them.

Smelling the delicious smell of his junior fellow student, Xia Xingruo's restless heart finally calmed down.

I just had a quarrel with someone at the website company this morning, and in the afternoon I met the person I had been longing for. Everything seemed like a dream.

She reached out and gently touched Zhang Mingyang's cheek to confirm that everything was real.

He was obviously not ready to do those things yet, but Xia Xingruo still returned to the room after leaving.

She was greedy for the warmth around him, as if only feeling this warmth could make her feel at ease.

Zhang Mingyang grabbed the extended little hand, put it on his face and rubbed it.

If Xia Xing wanted to get closer, but she didn't dare, the little pillow seemed to have become her last safety net.

"I told my mother that I found a boyfriend." Xia Xingruo whispered.

"What did Auntie say?"

After hearing the news, Zhang Mingyang suddenly became interested. He held his head and waited for the next step.

In the last life, the relationship between Sister Ruoruo and her family seemed to be very bad. He had never heard her mention anything about her family. If Sister Ruoruo didn't talk about it, he never asked about it.

Unexpectedly, she told her family about their relationship so quickly this time.

"Mom asked me to protect myself outside. It's OK to fall in love, but I can't stay up all night, and I can't just go out and live with him casually." After saying that, Xia Xingruo stared at his junior student warily.

Zhang Mingyang was thoughtful, this sounded like something an ordinary mother would remind her daughter, but other than that, no other information could be heard.

"This is my room. Aren't you sharing a room with Bai Banxia?" He pretended to be serious, without any impurity in his eyes.

After spending time with his junior, Xia Xingruo has seen through him. What this guy likes to do most is to pretend to be innocent.

However, he has a rather friendly face and looks harmless, making it easy for people to believe his innocence.

"Then what are we doing now?" Xia Xingruo complained.

Zhang Mingyang touched his chin and pretended to be thinking: "Have you heard of the night talk? We should be having a night talk now. Do you want me to tell you a ghost story?"

"Okay." Xia Xingruo sat up from the bed, hugged the pillow in his arms, and looked at his junior student expectantly with his big eyes.

Zhang Mingyang was helpless, probably only a girl like Sister Ruoruo would ask him to tell ghost stories at this time.

He actually spoke patiently.

"One rainy night, there was lightning and thunder outside, and the house was pitch black. There was a cute little brother holding my arm, looking at me pitifully and saying, Brother, I'm afraid of thunder. I took out the cigarette case, lit it tremblingly, and said

, kid, I’m more scared than you, because I remember I’m the only one in this room.”

After finishing speaking, Xia Xingruo blinked with an innocent look on his face: "I thought you would at least tell some ghost stories about endless books in the hotel or not being able to live across the stairs."

Zhang Mingyang coughed lightly: "Sister Ruoruo, we are staying in a hotel now. Isn't it a bit unlucky to say this?"

"I thought you told ghost stories because you wanted me to scream and throw myself into your arms." Xia Xingruo joked: "The ghost stories you told are so cute. If I still scream, it would be a bit fake."

"Then if I didn't tell ghost stories, you wouldn't have thrown yourself into my arms?" Zhang Mingyang asked.

"Let me think about it." Xia Xingruo still hugged the pillow, not daring to relax her defense.

Usually when she is outside, Xia Xingruo is very bold and often takes the initiative to kiss and hug her.

But when the two of them were alone in the same room, extremely close to each other, the girl became frightened again and hugged the pillow and refused to let go.

As soon as Xia Xingruo said that she wanted to think about it, Zhang Mingyang was already leaning against the bed with his arms spread out.

Seeing the broad chest, the idea of ​​"thinking about it" was instantly forgotten, and she got into it honestly.

Zhang Mingyang hugged Xia Xingruo, and Xia Xingruo hugged the pillow.

The junior's embrace was very warm, and she couldn't help but move closer to him.

With just a few moves, the large bathrobe slipped off his shoulders, revealing the strong muscles underneath.

She leaned on it, listening to his strong heartbeat, and couldn't help but poke the pink dot a few times.

Zhang Mingyang suddenly grabbed her naughty little hand, his eyes were not as calm as before, and gradually began to become hot.

Xia Xingruo was startled and subconsciously wanted to struggle.

But when she thought that it was Zhang Mingyang who was holding her, she suddenly felt a little more secure, and complex emotions swirled in her heart.

"It hurts..." Her words were weak and her tone was coquettish, making people want to wreak havoc.

Only then did Zhang Mingyang notice that he had been holding Sister Ruoruo's wrist. When he let go, a red mark had been left on the fair and tender skin.

Xia Xingruo couldn't bear it anymore, so she broke away from the warm embrace, rolled up the quilt under her, and wrapped herself into a ball, leaving only her little head exposed.

She looked at Zhang Mingyang timidly, as if she had been greatly wronged.

Zhang Mingyang found it funny. He was obviously the one who teased him first, but now he felt like he had become the bad guy.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I...I." Xia Xingruo said the word "I" twice in a row, and finally just said: "Can you wait a little longer."

We are all adults, so we naturally know what we are waiting for by "waiting".

Looking at Sister Ruoruo who was wrapped in a quilt in front of her and looked like a pitiful little girl, Zhang Mingyang suddenly felt that a great revenge had been avenged.

The humiliating history that was suppressed in the previous life seemed to be released at this moment.

"I am a senior, you, you must respect the wishes of the senior!"

Zhang Mingyang lay on his side next to Xia Xingruo, stretched out his hand to gently comfort the "ball" beside him.

"Now do you remember that you are a senior?" Zhang Mingyang joked.

"I am originally a senior..." The voice became smaller and smaller.

Zhang Mingyang stood up and turned off the light, then pulled the quilt over Xia Xingruo's exclamation and took her into his arms.

"sleep."

Xia Xingruo felt uneasy, but found that her junior brother really didn't do anything, he just hugged her and closed his eyes.

What is this feeling of relief and regret at the same time?

"I'm sorry." In the darkness, Xia Xingruo stood close to Zhang Mingyang and whispered.

"What are you talking about? Go to bed quickly."

Since Sister Ruoruo is not ready yet, forget it, he still has a long time to wait for her.

How many times did they meet in that small home of two people in the last life? Hundreds of times? Or more? Zhang Mingyang can no longer remember.

Even so, the two finally separated.

Now he enjoys this quiet moment more, but his brother doesn't seem to be too happy.

Xia Xingruo felt that her heartbeat seemed to be beating harder and harder, almost jumping out of her chest.

For the first time, she felt so solid and secure.

Although she knew she should go back to her room now, she still hugged the large heater beside her and was unwilling to let go, especially after confirming that there was no danger of the heater suddenly exploding.

As her eyes adapted to the darkness, she could clearly see his thin and tender face and his broad chest.

Perhaps because of Zhang Mingyang's maturity beyond his peers, she had almost forgotten that the person who had been supporting her and taking care of her was just an eighteen-year-old boy.

From the night he was injured for her, she had been ready to give everything.

If Zhang Mingyang had used force tonight, maybe everything would have happened halfway.

But he didn't do that, he respected her idea.

Xia Xingruo fell in love with the person lying next to her more and more, and she no longer knew how to express it.

Just being close to him wasn't enough, she stretched out her legs and straddled him like an octopus.

In the process of moving, the bathrobe slipped under the quilt. Xia Xingruo seemed to have touched something. She clearly felt her junior tremble all over.

After making sure that his junior classmate would not take action against him, Xia Xingruo became more playful.

Stretch out your little hand and start studying according to the study materials you have seen.

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Chapter completed!