Song Qiaoxi's eyes were open, and she subconsciously wanted to take a step back, her waist was pulled back by Chu Jin.
Because of the difference in steps, it was not like the first kiss. She needed to raise her head. Song Qiaoxi could clearly see Chu Jin's eyelashes, thick eyebrows, and straight nose.
The tip of the tongue tasted the warm coconut flavor, after which the coconut ice cream taste became piping hot.
For a moment, she seemed to forget where she was, her consciousness was chaotic, and all her senses could only feel the boy in front of her.
Chu Jinsong opened his tight waist, his lips darkened, and the corners of his lips were smiling.
He took the ice cream cup she had eaten in her hand. The poor plastic ice cream cup was deformed by Song Qiaoxi. Chu Jin lowered his head against her shoulder, shook his head and smiled and said, "My child, can you close your eyes next time? ?"
"Ah..." Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment. She still didn't react. It has been almost a year since the last kiss. She has forgotten what it feels like to kiss...
She scratched her head and smiled awkwardly, "Well, I will remember next time. It seems that the eyes are closed in the movie..."
"Close it?" Chu Jin raised his head, gave her a straight look, and closed his eyes.
Song Qiaoxi wrapped his neck with both hands, snorted softly, and closed her eyes...
The damp sea breeze blew the girl's bare arms, his hand touched it, it was a little sticky soft skin.
The summer when he was eighteen, the summer when she was seventeen, was destined to be unforgettable.
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When returning to the hotel, Chu Jin was carrying snacks for supper in his hand, and the bag was full of souvenirs. Because Song Qiaoxi bought too much, both of them still carried a pocket in their hands.
As souvenirs, I bought a variety of charcoal-boiled almond cakes, cut meat crisps, seaweed pork floss phoenix rolls, walnut cookies, dried meat, licorice lemon, peanut candy, shrimp noodles...
Song Qiaoxi made a long list. She almost couldn't get out of the souvenir cake shop. She wanted to buy it for Mom and Dad, Grandpa Chu, Uncle Fang Zheming, as well as Grandpa from Qizhou and friends from the courtyard. The city's grandma, grandpa, uncle...
She is a warm little girl. When she was a child, when she returned to Taicheng's grandma's house, she always brought a small stone as a gift to Wang Junyang, who had never been to Taicheng.
Everyone around her can feel her good, always like a shining little sun, illuminating everyone.
The two people returned to the hotel in large and small bags, and came to the door of the hotel room with two bags.
Song Qiaoxi put down the things in her hand and took out her room card from Chu Jin's schoolbag.
With a beep, the two entered her room together.
Most of the things she bought were given away by her, and Chu carefully sorted them into categories and put them in the box.
"Chu Jin, are you hungry?" Song Qiaoxi took the packed snacks out of the plastic bag and put them on the dining table one by one, unpacking the box like a mother, breaking the disposable chopsticks, and going back and forth. Rub it to remove the barbs, "Shall we watch TV and eat together?"
"I'm hungry." Chu Jin was really hungry. A boy this age had a big appetite, and all he had for dinner was snacks, not serious dishes.
He finished packing the things on the floor and looked up at her.
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Transmigrated in the 90's as a Little Dumpling (MTL) ✓
RomanceNOT MINE ORIGINAL TITLE: 九零大院糯团子 AUTHOR: 柚子水豚 Song Qiaoxi, an orphan, transmigrated in a book. She became a little child in the 90s, and was spoiled by the whole family. However, this child was filled with black thoughts, white on the outside and bl...
