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Chapter 176 Dream

When someone else was around, Song Yanqing lowered the volume, leaned her back against the head of the bed, her thin eyelids drooped, her eyelashes held up a patch of light and shadow, and she held a soda loosely in her other hand.

"Is there beer?" The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on, and the warm air was very hot. Cheng Jiaoxiao took off his shirt and went to wash his face, water dripping from his chin.

"I won't drink." He said calmly.

"cigarette?"

Song Yanqing glanced sideways at him.

"Brother Song has become a man today." Cheng Jiaoxiao sat down, "You don't have to pretend in front of my sister, she will know sooner or later."

"It's up to you, don't disturb others' study." Song Yanqing.

The sound of their conversation came intermittently. Cheng Xuran was leaning in front of the desk, his eyelashes trembling twice, looking at the text in the Chinese book. After reading one article, he couldn't read it anymore.

She lowered her head, took out the small mirror in her pocket, and by some strange trick, she looked behind her little by little. The boy's profound outline was reflected in the mirror.

One rainy day, two boys were watching a movie. My brother's friend... was really heartwarming.

Her heartbeat was racing, pounding, pounding, as if she had done something bad.

I carefully closed the mirror, my ears felt even hotter, I didn't know what I was doing.

Just after watching two episodes, it was eight or nine o'clock in the evening. It was raining heavily and it looked like it was going to rain all night. Song Yanqing put on his down jacket, packed his things and got ready to leave.

Cheng Jiaoxiao: "You can live here."

"Another day."

Song Yanqing walked to the table. She was still working on the math paper. She even wrote on the papyrus paper in a regular manner, with beautiful handwriting. She was also very serious, and her eyebrows were too white and soft.

He stared at the scroll twice, and on a whim, he reached out and clicked on one of the formulas: "This step is wrong, please recalculate."

The voice came close to his ear and fell coldly.

Cheng Xuran was concentrating on writing, and was startled. She raised her head and saw his handsome face: "Thank you."

"I should thank you." Song Yan smiled lightly and reached out to take away the cigarette and lighter thrown on the table, "Have a good rest."

Cheng Xuran licked her dry lips and said in a very low voice: "Good night."

He left. Cheng Jiaoxiao put on his clothes and sent him out. It was freezing cold as soon as he went out. He rubbed his hands together: "My sister can't eat you. Who are you showing such seriousness to? Go home at this time." Don’t make yourself suffer.”

It was raining and snowing, and the sky was overcast, falling on Song Yanqing's eyelashes. He was wearing a black down jacket with a sweater underneath. He was tall and had long legs. He bent his knuckles and clicked the silver lighter, lit a cigarette, and lit a cigarette. The bridge of his nose was in the blue sky. She looked extra tall and tall under the erotic flames: "A girl, it's not suitable for me to live here."

"Brother, eldest brother, my biological sister." Cheng Jiaoxiao bit her cigarette and leaned over to borrow a fire, blowing out a puff of smoke, "Okay, you can take a taxi back."

Song Yanqing waved his hand and walked away.

That night, Cheng Xuran had a dream. In the dream, it was still daytime. He was sitting on the ground playing games. When she opened the door, she looked up and saw him.

But what happened next... was different from reality.

She remembered that the warmth of his touch was cold and trembling, and the faint smell of mint and tobacco on his body enveloped her, making her suffocating.

His hand touched her waist under her sweater, and his young bones moved upward. His cold, dark eyes stared at her in the dimness, his lips seemed to be touching hers, and his voice was low and hoarse.

"Cheng Xuran."

The sun was dazzling and his heartbeat was racing. Cheng Xuran opened his eyes suddenly.

"It's class, haven't you had any rest? Why are you still sleeping? The dark circles under your eyes are so heavy." Xu Zhi waved his hand.

(End of this chapter)