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Yu Qian felt uncomfortable by him and wanted to tilt her head. Jiang Zheng stretched out his hand to hold Yu Qian's face, preventing her from moving, and then leaned over...
Yu Qian felt the touch under her lips, and her whole body froze for a moment. She looked at the smooth black hair in front of her, and her pupils continued to dilate.
This process only lasted for two seconds. Jiang Zheng raised his head and looked at the silly Yu Qian with a bright smile.
Yu Qian stared at the clear lip print on Jiang Zheng's right face, and her face instantly turned red.
Jiang Zheng, how dare he! ?
"This lip print can be regarded as a New Year's Day gift from you." Jiang Zheng reached out and touched the lip print on his cheek, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger.
In fact, he just wanted to kiss directly with his mouth, but at the last second, he still turned his head.
One day, he will let Yu Qian take the initiative to kiss him.
Yu Qian was blushed by Jiang Zheng's brazenness, she turned her head, covered her face with her hands, and took a deep breath to calm her mind.
"Xiaoyuer, today is New Year's Day. If I confess now, will you agree?" Jiang Zheng whispered into Yu Qian's ear enchantingly.
Well, this time my ears are red too.
Yu Qian twisted her body and said sullenly, "I don't agree."
When the birthday is agreed, it will be the birthday. If you want to go ahead, there is no door.
Jiang Zheng looked at a little turtle and chuckled lightly, but did not pierce through her strong side.
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The two spent the whole afternoon in the library.
In the end, Yu Qian was hungry, and Jiang Zheng went to the cafeteria with her.
"What are your plans for a while?"
Jiang Zheng asked Yu Qian.
"Go back to the dorm and sleep."
Yu Qian's face was taken for granted.
"But I heard that tonight's fireworks show is beautiful, don't you want to watch it?"
Again and again, Jiang Zheng started to hook people again. Yu Qian shoved a mouthful of rice silently, determined not to look into his eyes.
"I spent New Year's Day alone last year, and I really want to spend it with you this year." Jiang Zheng propped his chin and continued to coax.
"Don't go, it's too cold outside, you can live with your roommate."
Yu Qian shook her head firmly.
"Oh, it's really ruthless." Jiang Zheng sighed softly.
Going all the way to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, Jiang Zheng still did not convince Yu Qian to celebrate the New Year with him.
But before Yu Qian entered the dormitory, Jiang Zheng still stopped her.
"Xiaoyuer, as your future boyfriend, can I advance a hug in advance?"
Jiang Zheng opened his hands and stood under the stairs, smilingly waiting for Yu Qian to make a choice.
Yu Qian turned around and looked at Jiang Zheng with some hesitation, then looked around for a while, and found that there was no one around, not even her auntie, she lowered her head, blushed, and rushed into Jiang Zheng's arms. inside.
"Happy New Year's Day." Yu Qian hugged Jiang Zheng, then withdrew, turned around and ran away.
Jiang Zheng stood there, smiling uncontrollably. After a few minutes, he turned away happily.
When he walked under the boys' dormitory, he remembered that there were still several sons waiting to be fed.
If it was normal, he would have forgotten it, but today he was in a good mood, so he changed his pace and went to the cafeteria again.
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Yu Qian returned to the dormitory and changed her clothes, looking at the red gift box, the corners of her mouth pursed unconsciously.
She reached out and picked up her phone, took a photo, and sent it to her circle of friends, setting it to be visible only to herself.
She is used to recording her mood in her circle of friends, but it is usually not public. She doesn't like to let others see her mood.
Lying on the bed again, Yu Qian was still full of smiles. In 22 days, she will get a boyfriend.
This kind of predictable surprise really makes people very happy. can count the approach of happiness and look forward to it every day.
In the evening, Yu Qian received another holiday blessing from Qi Yu and the others.
Yu Qian replied one by one.
Well, in six months, she and her friends can be together again. It seems that she has become more and more fortunate since she wore a book.
Yu Qian decided that she would be better to Wang Jiajia in the future, thanks to her mentally handicapped book, which made her life have so many different colors.
Yu Qian always likes to be alone in the room, but today, under the influence of a certain boy, lying on the bed, her mind is full of that person smiling, and she doesn't know what he is doing tonight.
It should be in the dormitory now.
She should have prepared a present for him today. Yu Qian thought about it, and it seemed that she only gave him gifts on his birthday, and she will remember to buy him gifts in the future.
Yu Qian solemnly wrote down this incident on her phone.
Well, she will buy more gifts for her boyfriend in the future! !
Chapter 39 I have something to say
Saturday, January 23.
Yu Qian woke up from the dormitory bed in a daze.
Since last night, she had been thinking about how Jiang Zheng would confess to her today, so much so that she had an unprecedented insomnia.
Today is the weekend and she plans to go home for her birthday.
Eighteen years old, a special age, um, a person with full capacity for civil conduct stipulated by the state, is an adult in the true sense.
Two days ago, her mother called her and said that Uncle Bai planned to arrange a banquet for her, but she rejected it.
On birthdays like this, she still likes to share it with her family and friends.
Yu Qian seriously got up to take a shower. While brushing her teeth, she began to unconsciously wonder, what form will Jiang Zheng confess to?
Like in the TV series, standing under the girls' dormitory and confessing loudly?
Candlelight dinner confession?
Or like Mr. Ba Zongwen, package the next advertising space to confess?
"Pfft...cough cough cough." Yu Qian was choked by the picture she imagined, and her face was red from coughing.
Not long after washing up happily, Jiang Zheng called.