Ji You didn't know why, he was still unfulfilled, aggrieved and pitiful.

Jingxiu was unmoved. She looked at Ji Youyan with a charming spring in her eyes and a sly smile. "This is your punishment for forgetting me."

Only then did Ji Youyan react, and subconsciously wanted to defend: "I don't, I am..." She said as she approached Jingxiu.

But Jingxiu put a finger on Ji Youyan's shoulder, refused her move to get closer, and said firmly: "You just forgot." She had hinted to Ji Youyan several times, but Ji Youyan didn't respond at all.

Fierce and cute. Ji Yuyan laughed dumbly. She obediently stood still, folded her hands and admitted her mistake: "Axiu, I was wrong, how can I forget the little fairy that I have been thinking about for a long time. Actually, I didn't really forget, or the memory was temporarily sealed."

Jingxiu snorted lightly, as if reluctantly not bothering with her. She withdrew her hand and smiled lightly: "Okay, it's getting late, and I have to catch a flight tomorrow, so let's go and rest."

Ji Youyan took Jingxiu's hand, Jingxiu frowned and expressed doubts.

"Axiu, I'm leaving tomorrow. I don't know when I'll see you next time. Can I sleep with you tonight?" The more she rubbed against the bed, the more natural it became.

Jingxiu thought about the hot kiss they had just kissed, and was thinking about the possibility of ignoring the gun.

Ji Youyan seemed to have guessed what Jingxiu was thinking, and assured: "I won't do anything, I'll be very disciplined."

Jingxiu raised his eyebrows: "What else do you want to do?"

Ji Youyan raised Jingxiu's hand, kissed her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "You know."

Jingxiu was warmed up by her low voice and kissed and raised her head again. Ji Youyan took it as soon as she saw it, kissed the back of her hand without desire, and promised, "But if you're not ready, I can pretend that you don't want anything."

Jingxiu's reason fell again. She withdrew her hand and compromised: "Go back to your own room to wash off the alcohol."

This is a relief! Ji Youyan happily agreed: "Okay, I guarantee that the wash will be fragrant."

Jingxiu: "..." She held back her laughter and turned back to her room pretending to be calm.

Ji Youyan returned to his room, and washed himself thoroughly before going to Jingxiu's room again. This time, after she knocked on the door and went in, she didn't ask any more questions, she touched Jingxiu's bed and lay down.

Jingxiu turned off the lights, and the two lay on their backs side by side. Ji Youyan clenched the sheets, gathered up her courage, leaned on Jingxiu's pillow, and hugged Jingxiu.

Jingxiu's arm was pressed against Ji Youyan's plumpness through a layer of clothes, feeling the heat of Ji Youyan's whole body, her heart was racing. She wasn't ready, but if she said she didn't want to, it would be a total lie.

But Ji Yuyan really doesn't seem to want to. She hugged Jingxiu, keeping her hands and feet in order, and said warmly, "I'll hold you to sleep, keep warm." Jingxiu was really cold, and she felt distressed.

Jingxiu froze in Ji Youyan's arms, not knowing whether to be happy or melancholy.

Can't sleep a bit.

Ji Youyan noticed it, and chatted with her softly: "Axiu, so when you saw my panda for the first time, did you recognize me?"

Jingxiu said in a low voice, "Yeah, but I'm not sure."

"That's why you asked me later if I could speak French?"

"Um."

Ji Youyan was overjoyed: "So you always remember me? Did you learn Chinese because of me?"

Jingxiu was a little reluctant to answer. But she was silent for two seconds, then she confessed: "That's right." Jing Shurong didn't care much about Jingxiu's Chinese education because he didn't have much contact with relatives in China. It is indeed because of Ji Youyan that Jingxiu has aroused his yearning for Chinese and China.

"Is that to find me, to go back to China?"

"It's part of the reason." Another part of the reason is that she really likes acting, but the opportunities for Chinese in the French entertainment industry are too small.

Ji Youyan concluded beautifully: "So you always remember me, don't you remember me?"

It's so awkward! Jingxiu couldn't listen anymore. She said angrily, "I'm sleepy, stop talking and go to bed."

Ji Youyan let out a sullen laugh, and Jingxiu turned her back, not wanting to pay attention to Ji Youyan.

Ji Youyan hugged Jingxiu behind her back and said dotingly, "Okay, I won't talk anymore." She kissed her hair, "Good night."

"Good night."

In this position, they gradually fell asleep. In his sleep, Jingxiu turned over and habitually nestled into Ji Youyan's arms again.

On the second day, after being woken up by their respective alarm clocks, they were reluctant to get up and pretended to sleep in bed for a while. As a result, Ji Youyan opened the door wearing pajamas and was caught by Yao Xiao who came up.

Four eyes met, looking at each other.

Yao Xiao said in his heart, "My teacher Jing was eaten and wiped clean again?!"

Ji You said in his heart: "Should I say something?"

"Cough..." Ji Youyan cleared her throat embarrassingly. Before she could speak, Yao Xiao said thoughtfully, "Isn't Mr. Jing tired yet? I'll come up later?"

tired?

"I'm not tired, I'm up." Jingxiu appeared coldly and said word by word.

Ji Youyan looked at Jingxiu's ashamed and annoyed face, holding back his laughter until his stomach hurt.

Jingxiu glared at her, suddenly stuffed a notebook into her arms, and urged, "Look again when you get on the plane."

Ji Youyan looked down and found that it was the notebook that was taken away by Jingxiu on the plane.

She asked Jingxiu with her eyes, but Jingxiu turned around and went back to the room to wash up, so Ji Youyan had to press her curiosity first.

At 10:20 in the morning, she got on the plane, opened the notebook impatiently, and finally saw what was written in the notebook.

It is crossed out and filled in, with the correct word "Zheng" and a progress bar with a cute image.

Ji Yuyan counted, and there are 16 straight characters.

On the progress bar, 80% was painted out, and it said: 90%.

The author has something to say: Sister Ji: Axiu is the sweetest in the world, and will not accept refutation!

Chapter 82

Returning to the Beicheng home after a long absence, Ji Youyan tidied up a little and fell asleep comfortably on the bed for most of the afternoon, until the call from Zhong Qingyu was awakened.