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In the quiet night, apart from his mother's light breathing, there was only his slightly deep voice with a bit of seductive panting, which made Lu Xianyu's heart confused.

  Plop, plop.

  Again and again.

  Like it was going to jump out of her chest.

  Although it was a very cold autumn, Lu Xianyu felt extremely hot from head to toe, and her whole heart was burning.

  Seeing that she didn't reply, Ji Beichuan sent another voice message: "Is it okay, girlfriend?"

  Lu Xianyu bit her lips tightly with her teeth, her fingertips holding the phone were burning, and she almost trembled as she typed: [It depends on your performance.]

  Ji Beichuan: [What performance?]

  Ji Beichuan: [Give me an example.]

  Ji Beichuan: [For example... huh?]

  They were all Chinese characters she knew, but they changed their meaning when he said them out loud.

  Lu Xianyu felt that she should buy a pack of scouring powder, as she could think of anything wrong.

  She put down her phone and covered her warm cheek with her slightly cool palm, which instantly brought her back to her senses.

  Outside the window, there is a gentle breeze, a bright moon and shining stars, and everything seems so beautiful.

  It was so beautiful that her heart wanted to fall into a honey jar, so sweet that it was sickening.

  Lu Xianyu picked up her phone again and typed back to him. Perhaps because she was in such a sweet mood, her words were full of coquettishness: [No, go to bed quickly.]

  Ji Beichuan: [If I listen to my girlfriend, will there be a reward?]

  Lu Xianyu just felt that this person was too shameless, and replied coldly: [No.]

  She tiptoed onto the bed, and Ji Beichuan sent her another voice message.

  A low, slightly hoarse voice struck Lu Xianyu's eardrum: "Good night, girlfriend."

  Lu Xianyu curled her lips, put down her phone and fell asleep.

  Good night, boyfriend.

  Having slept too late the previous day, Lu Xianyu was still dizzy when she woke up the next morning. When her mother called her to get up, she reached out and hugged Dongxue's waist, saying softly, "Hug me."

  Dongxue touched her head helplessly, helped Lu Xianyu tidy up her slightly messy hair, and chuckled: "If you don't get up, you'll be late for school."

  When Lu Xianyu heard the word "late", her sleepiness immediately disappeared and she got out of bed to wash and change her clothes.

  A cold wave hit the south city last night and the temperature dropped sharply.

  Today is Saturday and there is no need to wear school uniform. Lu Xianyu put on a woolen jacket over her sweatshirt and wrapped a scarf around her neck to cover half of her fair face.

  Dongxue was going to the airport to pick up Lu Runzhi, so she woke Lu Xianyu up and cleaned up the room.

  In the courtyard, Ji Beichuan stood under the shade of two evergreen trees. The young man had a slender figure, and his black windbreaker jacket was half-zipped up, revealing his sleek shoulders and neck. His sharp Adam's apple moved up and down, making him look both ruffian and bad.

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