The students of No. 1 Middle School, know that all couples will come here to sit for a while, so they will also take their lover.
Yuan Shijia had heard of it, but she had never stayed here before.
At this time, there was no one in the huge garden.
The two people sat on the chair under the locust tree in the middle, and glanced at each other in unison.
Yuan Jing broke the silence first: "Eat first, let's talk after we finish."
Yuan Shijia nodded obediently. In fact, she could see that Yuan Jing had something to say, but what she said at the end seemed a bit cramped.
After eating, Yuan Shijia looked at Yuan Jing subconsciously.
Yuan Jing raised hid eyebrows: "Don't look at me like that."
Yuan Shijia was taken aback, a little surprised, suddenly feeling a lot depressed. Hastily lowered her head.
Suddenly, the eyes were dark, and the whole body fell forward. The breath on the boy's body came to her face. Her head was pressed against the shoulder, and her face was pierced and stuck to his chest. The rough clothes made her feel a slight pain.
"Can't help but want to hold you, want to kiss you."
Yuan Shijia's hands tightened, and her face was like glowing red. She felt that she and Yuan Jing were like a baby who had just learned to crawl.
And Yuan Jing is like a junior high school student, amazingly mature.
Yuan Jing's voice sounded particularly deep in this posture: "Is it bad? Did I scare you?"
He acted calmly, but in fact he was extremely nervous.
He doesn't feel like a good person behaving like this a girl as soon as the relationship was confirmed.
But what can he do? Yuan Shijia promised him clearly. The two people have not been together for long. He just likes her, he just wants to be affectionate to her.
He just wantd to rub her directly into his arms and let her belong to him.
"No..." Yuan Shijia relaxed slightly, leaning on him, "I like it..."
By making such an intimate move, she could also feel his liking for her. To say something bold, she also wanted to hug and kiss Yuan Jing.
You have to do your best to control yourself.
Yuan Jing's breathing became heavier, and his arms around Yuan Shijia tightened silently, hiz nose was full of the fragrance of her shampoo, and her hair was shining with the sun, glowing with golden light.
The news that Yuan Jing and Yuan Shijia were together spread through the class like a bird.
It's not surprising that two people who didn't meet in the first place suddenly appeared together, so it's hard for them to go unnoticed. Especially these two people, no matter who they are, can be regarded as a brilliance in the crowd.
"You said, who of these two confessed first?"
Yuan Shijia's trembled slightly, and she heard the gossip of the students.
"I heard, Yuan Jing said before that Yuan Shijia is his ideal type. Unexpectedly, the two of them were together in a blink of an eye." Another girl raised her eyes and looked at Yuan Shijia, who was indifferent.
"Really, Yuan Shijia is the ideal type, so it seems that Yuan Jing must have confessed it first."
"Let's go out." Yuan Shijia returned to her senses, only to find that Yuan Jing had already stood in front of her.
With a blink of her eyes, Yuan Jing held her hands and led her away. She immediately became nervous: "In the classroom..."
It's okay to be blatant outside the school, but now in the school, it is still the most lively class hour, and a teacher will know it, and it will affect them.
Yuan Jing didn't stop, he still looked at her with a smile, and said, "It's the same everywhere."
Yuan Shijia's face was burnt red by him, and she couldn't say anything for a while, so she nodded obediently, and walked out of the classroom in full view.
Standing on the side of the aisle, Yuan Jing still held Yuan Shijia's hand and put it on his chest, and then said: "It's my birthday soon."
Yuan Shijia's head tilted slightly, remembering that it was his birthday in a week.
"What do you want to do?" she asked.
Yuan Jing smiled: "Of course spend it with you."
If you have a girlfriend, it's of course not the same as spending time with your friends.
Yuan Shijia's brows were suddenly twisted together, and she looked at him anxiously: "Do you have any ideas?"
There are actually many things that can be done for him, but Yuan Shijia's ideas are the most important.
Seeing her expression, Yuan Jing knew that she had thoughts. Now he was relieved, and his mouth widened with a smile: "As long as it is what you think, it will do."
After not staying in the aisle for long, the bell rang between classes.
Suddenly, Yuan Jing said: "Tonight, come to my house for dinner, I will cook it for you."
Yuan Shijia almost tripped herself up with her feet, and rushed back to her seat, her heartbeat speeding up unconsciously.
As a result, she didn't pay much attention to the class all day.
The whole day of class suddenly became much faster, and when she came back to her senses, it was already evening.
Although psychologically nervous, if you say that you don't want to go, it's a lie. Before the end the last class, she found an excuse to call Mother Yuan and talk about it.
It is the rush hour between school and getting off work when the subway and buses are crowded.
Yuan Jing took advantage of his height and put Yuan Shijia in his arms. As the subway swayed back and forth, he didn't let her touch the people around her.
Yuan Shijia lifted her head from his arms and smiled: "Auntie is not at home?"
Yuan Jing obviously found that she was more open when she was outside than at school. He unceremoniously put his hand on her waist and replied: "No, we are alone in the same room."
Yuan Shijia looked at him, put her arms around his waist, and pressed her cheeks against him: "This way I will want to do bad things to you even more."
The not ashamed or embarrassed thoughts have been rehearsed fiercely in her mind.
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