Aries (Campus 1v1)

25

Chapter 25: Is my sincerity big enough?

Sitting face to face, Chen Jing somewhat regretted his impulsive behavior.

Especially seeing Ni Qingjia sitting on his bed, it looks like an unrealistic movie scene.

"There isn't much to see in my house."

Chen Jing's room was even cleaner than Ni Qingjia's, with neatly arranged desks and orderly shelves. Ni Qingjia got up and walked around, and suddenly walked towards Chen Jing who was sitting on the chair.

The scent of lemon drifted closer, Chen Jing sniffed it, and subconsciously leaned back. Ni Qingjia's raised hand passed in front of him, and then picked up a box of chocolate milk tea on the table.

"What do you think I'm going to do." Ni Qingjia laughed at his overreaction, "Can you drink it?"

Chen Jing nodded.

He pursed his lips, afraid that she would see that this was the box she gave her.

Ni Qingjia drank a few sips, and gradually began to be dishonest. With one hand around Chen Jing's neck, he sat on his lap and exhaled like blue: "Chen Jing, why are you nervous?"

The warm breath fell on Chen Jing's neck, he turned his face away, "I'm not nervous."

"Oh, let's play a game, will truth or dare come?"

Another game...

Chen Jing asked in a low voice: "How do you play?"

"It's very simple." Ni Qingjia sat back on the bed, Chen Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and heard her continue to say: "Rock paper scissors, the winner can ask a question or ask the other party to do something."

"Of course, if you don't want to do it, you can choose to refuse, but you have to accept punishment, and the punishment is—" After a few seconds of pause, Ni Qingjia said, "Take off a piece of clothing."

"...it's not fun."

Ni Qingjia was unhappy: "How do you know it's not fun if you don't try it?"

She took off her coat, "Since you are a novice, let me give you one, come on Chen Jing."

Chen Jing couldn't beat Ni Qingjia, so he had no choice but to agree. But he made a request not to go too far, and Ni Qingjia nodded foolishly.

In the first round, Chen Jing stone, Ni Qingjia scissors, Chen Jingsheng.

Ni Qingjia looked at Chen Jing expectantly: "You can tell me if you have any questions or what you want me to do. Be honest, tell everything you know, and do what you say."

Seeing that Chen Jing was silent, Ni Qingjia pulled him to his side: "Why are you sitting so far away, do you have to treat me like a guest?"

Ni Qingjia used idioms indiscriminately, but Chen Jing didn't correct him, his brows and eyes were lowered, and his breathing was calm.

A gleam of light happened to stay on his face, and shadows fell from his eyelashes, like black and white piano keys interlaced.

Chen Jing's life these days is unreal.

To this day, he still finds it hard to believe that he is in a relationship with Ni Qingjia.

Ni Qingjia's sudden intrusion turned his world upside down.

He flew into the air like holding a handful of balloons, embracing the stars, the bright moon, and the snow-capped mountains and clouds. He was happy with everything he experienced now, but worried that the balloons would float away at any time.

Chen Jing knew that from the first day, their love was counting down.

He moved his lips, and said with difficulty: "...Why, it's me?"

There was a moment of silence.

His tone was extremely serious, apparently not treating this as a game.

Ni Qingjia heard the words, always with a faint smile, "It's this question again, haven't I answered you. Do you want to listen to the answer again?"

Chen Jing stared up, even though Ni Qingjia was smiling, there was still vague uneasiness in his eyes. He remembered her answer at that time, it was so casual, Chen Jing would rather she not say anything, and he didn't want her to be perfunctory or cheat.

Chen Jing whispered: "When you said you liked it, you were not sincere."

The beam of light shifted in direction, favoring Chen Jing briefly, and Qingjun's face returned to silence and dimness.

Ni Qingjia raised her eyebrows: "What do you think is sincerity?"

"Chen Jing, look at me." Ni Qingjia took Chen Jing's hand and slowly placed it on his left chest.

Chen Jing wanted to make money, but Ni Qingjia's gentle eyes grabbed his attention. There was no playfulness in her eyes, but a firmness he had never seen before.

"I like you." Ni Qingjia smiled, "I still have the answer, believe it or not."

Boom——

A stone fell into the heart lake, causing shallow ripples. Since then, the lake has returned to calm.

Under his hands, her heart beats at the same frequency as his.

"You think I'm so casual, can you fall in love with someone on the side of the road? Ask me next time, and I'm going to be angry."

Ni Qingjia's favorite is bright and frank.

She is a flying shadow, a free butterfly, who can circle and dance even in the burning flame.

Chen Jing was hit by her bluntly, his cheeks were slightly red, feeling ashamed and ashamed, he replied calmly: "Got it."

"Then don't you let go of your hand?"

Chen Jing was dizzy, his brain slowed down, and only then did he realize how soft the palm was.

Almost half of Ni Qingjia's breasts were in his hands, and under the thin school uniform, Chen Jing could even feel the outline of the bra.

A lacy semicircle filled with sponge, like a fluffy cotton cake.

to die.

Suddenly there was chaos, Chen Jing quickly withdrew his hand, not daring to recall at all.

"Sorry, I……"

"Sorry, you are my boyfriend." Ni Qingjia laughed and asked him, "Boyfriend, is my sincerity enough?"

Chen Jing completely became a boiled shrimp.