Qingzhi didn't expect that Jiang Mianzhong would take her home directly.
His house is not far from the school and the place is quiet.
On the 28th floor, looking down from the distance, the lights of the city come into view.
So beautiful.
Qingzhi stood on the balcony, squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, her thoughts were a little confused.
Indeed, the two of them are developing too fast.
But for more than ten years of secret love, this result can only be considered late.
She felt unreal after riding a roller coaster, and she originally planned to give up this unknown secret love.
Unexpectedly, there will be further development.
Her definition of her relationship with him is still vague.
Are they together?
Jiang Mianzhong was cooking in the kitchen, and he asked her to watch TV in the living room and wait for food.
Qingzhi knew that he was good at cooking and knew it at a very young age, but she still couldn't stop leisure. She pushed open the kitchen door and walked towards his back.
In the breath of fireworks in the room, he held the pot handle and a small wooden shovel in his hands, green peppers and fresh meat slices, and stir-fryed them in a distinct color.
The faint white mist churned, the fragrance plunged into the nose, and the appetite was instantly stimulated.
He didn't have time to change his home clothes, he was wearing an apron, and he was still in a suit and white shirt when he got off work, pure black cotton slippers, and a tall figure.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes fell on her, and he took the bowls and chopsticks and served the rice.
Qingzhi bowed his waist, took out a high-quality porcelain bowl from the disinfection cabinet, and brought it out.
Jiang Mianzhong cleaned up the countertop, took off the men's apron, put a few dishes on the plate, put them on the plate, and came out to have dinner with her.
Qingzhi ate quietly and didn't dare to show off her vigor.
Jiang Mianzhong used public chopsticks to hold the dishes into her bowl: Fried eggs with Chinese toon and taste them.
Qingzhi looked at it and it was her favorite taste. She was nervous just now, but she didn't notice it.
My father also loves this dish. My father once said that this is a gift given to us humans in spring.
Spring is fragrant.
So it is called Chinese toon.
She chewed it slowly and ate a few bites. The smell in her memory was fragrant and unique.
Qingzhi asked in a low voice: Brother Mian Zhong, Jiefu sent me a message today, telling me that he would not be back next month.
Jiang Mianzhong: I know, I transferred the project to him.
It's equivalent to admitting in disguise that he did it.
Qingzhi Nena: ...He and I...
He also said: Don’t be stressed, I will tell him about your affairs, and I will bear the consequences.
Qingzhi said yes.
After a while, she said apologetically: He is very good, I don’t want to hurt him.
She thought that she and him might not intersect just parallel lines, so she had an involvement with Jie Fu.
She didn't deliberately provoke her, she originally wanted to get along with others wholeheartedly.
Now, I've failed.
She always felt sorry for her.
Jiang Mianzhong said: It’s my problem. I should let you know what I want earlier.
The green branches were shy.
After a while, Jiang Mianzhong kept her: Will you go back tonight?
Will it be too fast...
Qingzhi nodded with a hot face: Well... I didn't bring any change of clothes.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes were deep, as if he was about to eat her: Go to your dormitory to get it, stay here with me tonight?
In fact, Qingzhi is not good at rejecting him, even if he really wants to eat her.
Her ears were hot, her whole body was numb, and she nodded in a hurry.
……………………
The spring night is silent, the moonlight is quiet, and the atmosphere is hazy and ambiguous.
The security guard knew Qingzhi well and opened the school gate to let go.
Jiang Mianzhong parked the car downstairs of her dormitory. When he got off the car, a breeze blew across his cheeks and swept her long black hair.
It was almost ten o'clock at night, the lights in the student dormitory were turned off, the street lights on the side of the playground were also gone one after another, the campus was already asleep, so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear the sound of new buds from the branches of the trees in the garden downstairs.
Jiang Mianzhong naturally raised his hand and tied her messy strands behind her ears. Qingzhi blushed and lowered her head shyly.
Ripples appeared in Jiang Mianzhong's black eyes: I hadn't noticed before, so it turned out that you were so shy.
Qingzhi didn't dare to look directly at his eyes, and stared at the flowers and grass in the flowers beside the road, and whispered: No.
Lies again.Jiang Mianzhong couldn't help laughing and reached out to embrace the petite her in his arms.
This is downstairs of the dormitory. All the teachers living in the school are in this building. Qingzhi struggled in his arms for a while, but he suddenly pressed her buttocks down.
Don't move.He seemed to be restraining something, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were undercurrent.
Qingzhi's heart trembled.
He breathed heavily, blew on the top of her hair, and his hot palms carefully rubbed the raised buttocks under her skirt.
He restrained his strong desire.
In fact, since he realized exactly what he wanted to do with her, he developed a strong sexual desire for her.
The five fingers touched the elastic soft flesh that she could not hold. Her body exuded a faint fragrance, seductive purity, and a mad desire. Jiang Mianzhong touched and sniffed, and his mind was rippling.
Qingzhi felt something poked on her navel, hard and thick, and she had goose bumps and wanted to cry in embarrassment.
you……
Her watery eyes simmered, and her hands were weakly clutching the hem of the man's clothes. Her body was strange for a moment, so sensitive that she no longer had to control her.
Qingzhi was held by him, thinking hard, and biting her lips slightly panting, Brother Mian Zhong...
The moonlight shrouded the new couple who had just fallen in love.
Jiang Mianzhong snorted lightly: Huh?
This sound is so sexy that Qingzhi feels that his bones are so crispy.
Qingzhi secretly scolded herself for being useless: Do you... want to go upstairs?
good.He turned to her waist and walked on the stairs. What floor did he take?
Qingzhi leaned against his arms, his face warm, and he whispered: Fifth Floor.
Walking through the corridor, Qingzhi took out the key from his bag, bent down and opened the door with his eyes down. The key was inserted into it and was about to unlock the lock, the door next door suddenly opened wide from the inside.
Zhizhi, where are you going?How come back!Guan Yiren rushed out excitedly in pajamas and slippers. After seeing the tall and handsome man behind Qingzhi, she suddenly braked.
You...he... Guan Yiren held the unopened milk tea in one hand, and was planning to give it to Qingzhi. Now she forgot and pointed to the extra man in a daze. Zhizhi, is this the Meng Jiefu you met during a blind date?
Jiang Mianzhong's face was slightly dark.
Qingzhi quickly glanced at his expression, afraid that he would be unhappy, so she shook her head, No, he is not.
no?Why have you never heard of this person?
Guan Yiren blinked suspiciously, came over, pulled Qingzhi aside worriedly, and muttered in Qingzhi's ears: Which one is this......... It's in the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow, you are a single girl......
Guan Yiren often pays attention to social news and is particularly sensitive to the murders between strange men and beautiful women on such bloody nights. Although the man in front of him looks extraordinary and extraordinary, no one can guarantee that such a person will not commit a crime.
It’s better to be careful, it’s nothing wrong with being too scrupulous.
Qingzhi was embarrassed, she tried to dispel her friend's doubts: It's safe, it's the brother she knows.
Guan Yiren raised her eyebrows: Are you sure you are your brother?
Just kidding, what did my brother run to my sister’s dormitory in the middle of the night?
Guan Yiren was full of doubts and wanted to continue asking questions. Qingzhi's face was flushed and her face was red and her ears were red: Yiren... I'll tell you tomorrow, he is indeed that... Oh, can I explain it to you tomorrow?
Before Guan Yiren could come back from the shock, she saw Qingzhi push the door open, take the initiative to pull the hand of the man outside the door, flee into her room in panic, and then close the door.
His house is not far from the school and the place is quiet.
On the 28th floor, looking down from the distance, the lights of the city come into view.
So beautiful.
Qingzhi stood on the balcony, squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, her thoughts were a little confused.
Indeed, the two of them are developing too fast.
But for more than ten years of secret love, this result can only be considered late.
She felt unreal after riding a roller coaster, and she originally planned to give up this unknown secret love.
Unexpectedly, there will be further development.
Her definition of her relationship with him is still vague.
Are they together?
Jiang Mianzhong was cooking in the kitchen, and he asked her to watch TV in the living room and wait for food.
Qingzhi knew that he was good at cooking and knew it at a very young age, but she still couldn't stop leisure. She pushed open the kitchen door and walked towards his back.
In the breath of fireworks in the room, he held the pot handle and a small wooden shovel in his hands, green peppers and fresh meat slices, and stir-fryed them in a distinct color.
The faint white mist churned, the fragrance plunged into the nose, and the appetite was instantly stimulated.
He didn't have time to change his home clothes, he was wearing an apron, and he was still in a suit and white shirt when he got off work, pure black cotton slippers, and a tall figure.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes fell on her, and he took the bowls and chopsticks and served the rice.
Qingzhi bowed his waist, took out a high-quality porcelain bowl from the disinfection cabinet, and brought it out.
Jiang Mianzhong cleaned up the countertop, took off the men's apron, put a few dishes on the plate, put them on the plate, and came out to have dinner with her.
Qingzhi ate quietly and didn't dare to show off her vigor.
Jiang Mianzhong used public chopsticks to hold the dishes into her bowl: Fried eggs with Chinese toon and taste them.
Qingzhi looked at it and it was her favorite taste. She was nervous just now, but she didn't notice it.
My father also loves this dish. My father once said that this is a gift given to us humans in spring.
Spring is fragrant.
So it is called Chinese toon.
She chewed it slowly and ate a few bites. The smell in her memory was fragrant and unique.
Qingzhi asked in a low voice: Brother Mian Zhong, Jiefu sent me a message today, telling me that he would not be back next month.
Jiang Mianzhong: I know, I transferred the project to him.
It's equivalent to admitting in disguise that he did it.
Qingzhi Nena: ...He and I...
He also said: Don’t be stressed, I will tell him about your affairs, and I will bear the consequences.
Qingzhi said yes.
After a while, she said apologetically: He is very good, I don’t want to hurt him.
She thought that she and him might not intersect just parallel lines, so she had an involvement with Jie Fu.
She didn't deliberately provoke her, she originally wanted to get along with others wholeheartedly.
Now, I've failed.
She always felt sorry for her.
Jiang Mianzhong said: It’s my problem. I should let you know what I want earlier.
The green branches were shy.
After a while, Jiang Mianzhong kept her: Will you go back tonight?
Will it be too fast...
Qingzhi nodded with a hot face: Well... I didn't bring any change of clothes.
Jiang Mianzhong's eyes were deep, as if he was about to eat her: Go to your dormitory to get it, stay here with me tonight?
In fact, Qingzhi is not good at rejecting him, even if he really wants to eat her.
Her ears were hot, her whole body was numb, and she nodded in a hurry.
……………………
The spring night is silent, the moonlight is quiet, and the atmosphere is hazy and ambiguous.
The security guard knew Qingzhi well and opened the school gate to let go.
Jiang Mianzhong parked the car downstairs of her dormitory. When he got off the car, a breeze blew across his cheeks and swept her long black hair.
It was almost ten o'clock at night, the lights in the student dormitory were turned off, the street lights on the side of the playground were also gone one after another, the campus was already asleep, so quiet that it seemed as if you could hear the sound of new buds from the branches of the trees in the garden downstairs.
Jiang Mianzhong naturally raised his hand and tied her messy strands behind her ears. Qingzhi blushed and lowered her head shyly.
Ripples appeared in Jiang Mianzhong's black eyes: I hadn't noticed before, so it turned out that you were so shy.
Qingzhi didn't dare to look directly at his eyes, and stared at the flowers and grass in the flowers beside the road, and whispered: No.
Lies again.Jiang Mianzhong couldn't help laughing and reached out to embrace the petite her in his arms.
This is downstairs of the dormitory. All the teachers living in the school are in this building. Qingzhi struggled in his arms for a while, but he suddenly pressed her buttocks down.
Don't move.He seemed to be restraining something, his voice was hoarse and his eyes were undercurrent.
Qingzhi's heart trembled.
He breathed heavily, blew on the top of her hair, and his hot palms carefully rubbed the raised buttocks under her skirt.
He restrained his strong desire.
In fact, since he realized exactly what he wanted to do with her, he developed a strong sexual desire for her.
The five fingers touched the elastic soft flesh that she could not hold. Her body exuded a faint fragrance, seductive purity, and a mad desire. Jiang Mianzhong touched and sniffed, and his mind was rippling.
Qingzhi felt something poked on her navel, hard and thick, and she had goose bumps and wanted to cry in embarrassment.
you……
Her watery eyes simmered, and her hands were weakly clutching the hem of the man's clothes. Her body was strange for a moment, so sensitive that she no longer had to control her.
Qingzhi was held by him, thinking hard, and biting her lips slightly panting, Brother Mian Zhong...
The moonlight shrouded the new couple who had just fallen in love.
Jiang Mianzhong snorted lightly: Huh?
This sound is so sexy that Qingzhi feels that his bones are so crispy.
Qingzhi secretly scolded herself for being useless: Do you... want to go upstairs?
good.He turned to her waist and walked on the stairs. What floor did he take?
Qingzhi leaned against his arms, his face warm, and he whispered: Fifth Floor.
Walking through the corridor, Qingzhi took out the key from his bag, bent down and opened the door with his eyes down. The key was inserted into it and was about to unlock the lock, the door next door suddenly opened wide from the inside.
Zhizhi, where are you going?How come back!Guan Yiren rushed out excitedly in pajamas and slippers. After seeing the tall and handsome man behind Qingzhi, she suddenly braked.
You...he... Guan Yiren held the unopened milk tea in one hand, and was planning to give it to Qingzhi. Now she forgot and pointed to the extra man in a daze. Zhizhi, is this the Meng Jiefu you met during a blind date?
Jiang Mianzhong's face was slightly dark.
Qingzhi quickly glanced at his expression, afraid that he would be unhappy, so she shook her head, No, he is not.
no?Why have you never heard of this person?
Guan Yiren blinked suspiciously, came over, pulled Qingzhi aside worriedly, and muttered in Qingzhi's ears: Which one is this......... It's in the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow, you are a single girl......
Guan Yiren often pays attention to social news and is particularly sensitive to the murders between strange men and beautiful women on such bloody nights. Although the man in front of him looks extraordinary and extraordinary, no one can guarantee that such a person will not commit a crime.
It’s better to be careful, it’s nothing wrong with being too scrupulous.
Qingzhi was embarrassed, she tried to dispel her friend's doubts: It's safe, it's the brother she knows.
Guan Yiren raised her eyebrows: Are you sure you are your brother?
Just kidding, what did my brother run to my sister’s dormitory in the middle of the night?
Guan Yiren was full of doubts and wanted to continue asking questions. Qingzhi's face was flushed and her face was red and her ears were red: Yiren... I'll tell you tomorrow, he is indeed that... Oh, can I explain it to you tomorrow?
Before Guan Yiren could come back from the shock, she saw Qingzhi push the door open, take the initiative to pull the hand of the man outside the door, flee into her room in panic, and then close the door.
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