Ying Shao is a Girl

"..."

The boy said nothing.

The air suddenly became very quiet.

The atmosphere is subtle.

Ling Yiche buried his head and lowered his eyelids, making it difficult to see the emotions in his eyes.

"Chuchu..."

"Chuchu, I like you..."

The young man's gentle voice cut through the silent night and fell into Ying Junchu's ears.

The young man raised his eyes, and his long and fine eyelashes opened, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. Dots of warm orange light were scattered in his eyes, shining like stars in the sky.

Hearing this, she was stunned.

? ? ?

Ling Yiche took advantage of her daze and hugged her slender neck with both hands. His bright red lips pursed slightly, and then covered her cool lips.

…

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Ring ring ring————

The alarm clock rang on time at seven o'clock.

Cut through the dark night.

Winter is long and summer is short.

The nights in winter always get much longer, and it’s still dark at seven o’clock in the morning.

Ling Yiche's eyes were sleepy. He stretched out the back of his white hands and rubbed his eyes.

My head still hurts a little.

The side effects of too high an alcohol content.

He looked around and saw that it was his room.

Eh? How did he come back last night?

It seemed that Director Zheng had deceived him. That glass was not really juice at all, and he got drunk as soon as he drank it.

The alcohol content should be quite high.

That should be the one who picked him up at Chuchu.

He seems to be causing trouble for Chuchu again...

At the beginning...

Ling Yiche's brain suddenly froze.

! ! !

Certain images flashed through his mind.

Although it was very fast, he could see clearly.

He seemed to have kissed Chuchu! ! !

Well, it's over.

The boy covered his face with his hands, his cheeks to the roots of his ears were red, and he could feel that his cheeks and ears were burning.

Knock knock knock---

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

"Get up, I'll be late for school."

Ying Junchu's cold voice came from outside the door.

Since Ling Yiche came back late yesterday and was very drunk, she set the alarm clock for Ling Yiche.

It was adjusted from five o'clock to seven o'clock.

I want him to rest a little longer.

Hearing Ying Junchu's voice, Ling Yiche quickly covered his head with the quilt, feeling embarrassed to see Chuchu.

She blushed even harder.

"Hello? You'll be late if you don't get up." She called again at the door.

This guy is really annoying.

If he doesn't get up after a while, you can only ask him for leave.

"Woke up……"

Because the boy covered his head with a quilt, his voice sounded muffled.

"Well, then hurry downstairs and have breakfast."

Ling Yiche didn't answer.

There was no movement outside the door.

After Ling Yiche was sure that Ying Junchu was gone, he lifted the quilt from his head.

What to do now?

After dilly-dallying for a long time, Ling Yiche finally went downstairs.

After all, he still has to go to school, so he can't stay in his room all the time.

Ling Yiche held on to the railing and went downstairs, tilting his head to one side, not daring to look at Ying Junchu.

Ying Jun was reading a financial newspaper at first and didn't even notice him coming downstairs.

She didn't look up until she finished reading the last line of text.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Her cold voice jumped into the young man's ears.

Hearing this, Ling Yiche's back stiffened slightly and hesitantly said, "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Yeah." Ying Junchu nodded slightly.

Nothing more to say.

There was an eerie silence in the living room.

"Chuchu, I..."

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

The young man's eyes averted slightly, not daring to look directly into Ying Junchu's eyes.

His right hand slightly grasped his left hand, and both hands were behind his back.

Looking very nervous.

When Ying Jun saw him like this for the first time, she put down the newspaper in her hand, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at him calmly.

Her delicate brows were filled with indifference, and her deep and narrow eyes were calm.

"Where is wrong?"