Jingxiu added thoughtfully, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to. I wanted to shirk it, but it's hard to be kind. I'll be back sooner."

Surprisingly, Ji Youyan readily agreed this time, "Okay, if they don't mind, I'll go with you. I haven't had such a relaxing time for a long time."

Jingxiu looked at Ji Youyan's expression, trying to tell if she was reluctant.

Ji Youyan took her by the hand and walked towards the music room, joking as he walked, "Why don't you seem very welcome?"

"Very welcome." Jingxiu defended in a low voice.

She went into the bedroom with Ji Youyan, got a hair dryer, and turned on the switch to help Ji Youyan blow her hair. The hair dryer had just roared for two seconds before she turned it off again.

She knelt down and looked at Ji Youyan flatly and asked the question in her heart again: "Yanyan, don't you like my friend?"

Jingxiu had asked Ji Youyan many times about this question, but in order not to make it difficult for Jingxiu to do it, Ji Youyan always shied away because Jingxiu thought too much.

As before, Ji Youyan lowered her long eyelashes and gave a negative answer again: "I am not."

"It's not that I don't like them, I just don't like myself in their eyes." Ji Youyan clenched her fingers, raised her eyes to look at Jingxiu, and confessed herself: "I don't want to have more contact with them because some of their behaviors always make I think...they look down on me. When I'm with them, I always feel as if I'm naked, with nothing and ashamed of myself."

Jingxiu's brows suddenly twitched, showing the distress and anger that he could not bear. She found that she always seemed to be doing the wrong thing. Whether she introduced Ji Youyan to her parents or friends, she wanted to make Ji Youyan happier, and she wanted to share her life and everything with Ji Youyan thoroughly. But her kindness seemed to hurt Ji Yuyan again and again.

Before the introduction, she especially warned not to make trouble with Ji Youyan, not to scare Ji Youyan. She thought everyone was a friend who knew how to respect each other and could be trusted.

"I'm sorry." Jingxiu's throat was sore, "If we don't go, we won't go in the future."

Ji Youyan scratched her nose and said with a smile, "Go, why not go."

Love is supposed to make life better. She doesn't need Jingxiu to live as an island for her.

"Actually, it's not necessarily that they really behaved like this. It's more likely that I was too sensitive and inferior at the time, and the speaker had no intention of listening." Ji Youyan comforted Jingxiu in turn.

She joked: "Besides, I used to be so restrained and timid every time, it was too cowardly. Obviously I am the one who can walk sideways the most."

Jingxiu looked puzzled.

Ji Youyan half stood up, leaned in close to Jingxiu, took a sip, and said proudly, "I own you, and you are the richest person in the world. Shouldn't you be proud to walk sideways?"

Jingxiu looked at her deeply, a smile gradually waving in his eyes.

She turned on the hair dryer to help Ji Yuyan blow her hair, and the sweetness and love seemed to be warmed by the wind, burning her heart. In the rumbling wind, she got close to Ji Yuyan's ear, and said inexplicably, "In two days, your injury should be much better."

Chapter 106

During the last performance of "Thunder", Jingxiu's father also came to China, Ji Youyan accompanied Jingxiu's parents to the scene to support Jingxiu.

After the performance, the family of four chatted and laughed and went to the restaurant to have a celebratory supper. Because it was getting late, Jing Shurong and her husband stayed at the hotel directly, and Ji Youyan and Jingxiu went home by themselves.

After getting in the car, Ji Youyan kept staring at Jingxiu's face that was flickering under the streetlights. At first, Jingxiu wanted to pretend not to notice, but after she stared at it for a long time, she couldn't help laughing: "What have you been looking at me for?"

Ji Youyan tilted her head and said indifferently, "Have I been looking at you?"

Jingxiu raised his eyebrows with interest, Ji Youyan leaned towards her, "I didn't keep looking at you, I was dumbfounded."

"I blame you for being too beautiful." Ji Youyan said with a low smile, "I have endured it for a long time."

Before Jingxiu could understand the meaning of her words, the hot breath sprayed on her skin, and Ji Youyan's soft lips took away all her sanity.

Jingxiu's enthusiasm was ignited by her, and she instinctively wanted to cater to her, but just as he lightly opened his lips, a sharp police car whistle suddenly sounded outside the car. The whistle gradually approached, whistling past their car.

Jingxiu was distracted by the sound of the whistle, and returned to the cage rationally. I don't know why he thought of the emoticon package of "green Internet police, catching chickens online", and he was suddenly poked and laughed. .

She didn't really use emojis before, because Ji Youyan always had some weird emojis. In order to respond to Ji Youyan, she regularly asked Ruan Ningwei for recent popular emojis.

Ji You's words were still unfinished, angry and affectionate, and he pouted and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Jingxiu looked back at her, emojis filled his mind, which automatically brought into Ji Youyan's face, and he couldn't help but smile even more.

Ji Youyan saw her smiling happily, and her heart softened. She lightly bumped Jingxiu's head with her head, pretending to be dissatisfied, and hugged Jingxiu dotingly and leaned into her arms.

Jingxiu leaned on Ji Youyan's shoulder with peace of mind, Gu Zi smirked for a while, and finally calmed down. "Did you hear the siren just now?"

Ji Youyan said honestly, "No." She kissed the top of Jingxiu's hair and said softly, "When I kissed you, I couldn't hear anything except your voice."

Jingxiu throbbed, straightened up and stared at Ji Youyan with gentle eyes.

Ji Youyan stretched out her hand to help Jingxiu tuck her fine hair behind her ear, and said ambiguous: "You actually didn't pay attention when kissing me, tell me, how should I punish you?" De Jingxiu shuddered.

Out of the corner of Jingxiu's light, he glanced at the driver who was doing his duty as a transparent person in front of him, and his ears were hot under Ji Yuyan's lips. "Wait until you get home, okay?"

Ji Youyan saw through her shyness, and wanted to tease her even more maliciously: "Is it what I want when I go home?"