The big doctor is black and white

Chapter 505 The End of Jiang Saner Jingxi (8)

Lu Jingxi had already tied up her hair, and her ponytail hung down high.

Her hair is of good quality, naturally smooth and shiny like a waterfall.

After Lu Jingxi tied a knot, he looked at Jiang Jingming who was beside him, and raised his lips at him. Suddenly, the taste of coquettishness became stronger.

"Thank you, desk mate, your headband looks pretty good, I'll use this to tie my hair from now on."

Dazed by her sudden smile, Jiang Jingming frowned, "This is not a hair rope, it's the red rope my mother gave me to pray for blessings."

"oh oh……"

Lu Jingxi casually reached out, stroked the hair tie on the back of his head, and smiled again, "Since it's so commemorative, I'll wear it more carefully, thank you."

Jiang Jingming moved his lips.

Looking at that posture, he wanted to get the red rope back, but the words came to his lips, and for some reason, he just didn't say it.

Lu Jingxi lay prone on the table, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Jiang Jingming looked depressed, expressionless, and was reading a book.

From his angle, as long as he tilted his head slightly, he could see Lu Jingxi's delicate side face, and the red rope tied with her black hair, shining brightly in the sunlight.

On the window sill, there is a vague fragrance of flowers.

It seems that together with the air, there is an unspeakable tranquility and warmth.

It's clearly autumn, but it feels like spring has come, outside is the autumn wind, fallen leaves, and vigorous students on the playground, but on this side of the classroom, there are only two people, Lu Jingxi and Jiang Jingming, in each other's small space.

……

That night, Jiang Jingming had a dream.

That dream is not like a dream.

He actually dreamed that Lu Jingxi was smiling, holding his neck, raising her delicate jawline and asking him if she looked good.

Jiang Jingming just glanced at her lightly, "Normal."

I tried to pull my arm back, but couldn't.

He was a little annoyed, "let go of me, don't touch me."

"What are you upset about? What's wrong with touching you?"

Lu Jingxi was laughing while speaking, with crooked eyebrows and a sly smile like a fox.

In fact, Jiang Jingming hated Lu Jingxi's smile very much. Her eyes were too narrow and long, and she always felt that her smile was somewhat calculating, as if this girl had no good intentions.

But having said that, in fact, Jiang Jingming did not resist the soft touch of Lu Jingxi's fingertips as Lu Jingxi held his arm.

Just thinking about it, the next second...

Lu Jingxi suddenly withdrew his hand, put his slender, fair fingers on the neckline, and unbuttoned the school uniform in front of him one by one.

The fair collarbone was exposed, and beneath it, she had a figure that developed faster than girls of the same age.

Jiang Jingming's eyes widened, and he felt a strange dry mouth. He looked at the girl in horror, as if he saw a ghost, "You, what are you doing?"

"Don't you like me?"

"I, why should I like you?"

"Oh... If you don't like me, why, you can't look away from me."

"What's so good about you? You're not half as beautiful as my mother and my sister, and your body is also... like a green bean."

The term dry-stir-fried green beans was actually Jiang Jingming taught by Jiang Qingchi.

The first time Jiang Jingming came into contact with this word was when Jiang Qingchi returned home complaining, saying that he was stalked by a stir-fried green bean and stalked him. He said he didn't like it, but she insisted on him dating her.

Jiang Jingming didn't say anything, but he remembered the word.

It is to describe the poor figure of the girl.

Jiang Jingming didn't like to attack girls' looks and figures. He had great respect for everyone.

and so.

After saying this, Jiang Jingming secretly regretted it.

Thinking that Lu Jingxi was angry, he couldn't help but look in her direction.

"Well, did I just..."

"Hahaha." Lu Jingxi laughed happily. She suddenly bent down, and her white and clean fingertips lifted Jiang Jingming's slender chin. This action was inexplicably ambiguous.

Just let him look at her long and narrow Danfeng eyes.

It was as if there were tiny bits of starlight, sparkling, falling into her eyes.

"Student Jiang, please open your eyes and take a good look. Am I really... a green bean that was fried?"

Jiang Jingming: "..."

Just as he was about to take another look at Lu Jingxi, Yan Nian's figure suddenly stood in front of Jiang Jingming in the next second.

"Xiao Jiang San'er, you're getting more courageous, how about picking up girls like your brother?"

Then Jiang Jingming woke up immediately.

After waking up, he found that Yan Nian was standing next to him, beating his quilt.

"Get up, get up, what's the matter with you today? You got up later than your sister?"

Jiang Jingming shivered, rubbed his red ears, sat up, shrugged his shoulders.

"Mom...how did you come in?"

"I've been knocking on the door for a minute, and you ignored me. I thought you passed out, so I came to see you. What's the matter today? Could it be that you're sick or have a fever?"

Yan Nian raised his hand and put it on Jiang Jingming's forehead, testing his temperature.

No fever.

Jiang Jingming sighed, "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry about me, I've changed my clothes."

"Change it!" Yan Nian stood where he was, without moving a muscle.

Jiang Jingming had no choice but to say, "Go out, or my father will see me, and my father's jealousy will be overturned again."

"Cut, you brat." Yan Nian rubbed the broken hair on Jiang Jingming's forehead, "If you're shy, just say it straight, your hair hasn't fully grown yet, there are quite a few rules."

Yan Nian walked out quickly.

Jiang Jingming moved his body, and his ears turned red all of a sudden.

When I lowered my head to look, those ears and that face were even more reddened.

Looks like he's wet the bed!
It's embarrassing to throw it into outer space, and it's embarrassing Lao Jiang's family!

On the table was a photo of him and Lu Zhengyan when they were young. Lu Zhengyan was smiling, showing clean white teeth. He stood beside Jiang Jingming, raised his arms, and made a gesture of scissors.

Jiang Jingming was extremely ashamed and annoyed, "Don't look at me."

After talking, put the photo frame on!
Really, want to cry!
He hasn't wet the bed since he can remember!

Jiang San'er got up from the bed and went to wash the sheets.

Jiang Qingchi had always lived on campus, but he came back last night and said he wanted Jiangbeiyuan's cooking, but Jiangbeiyuan left early in the morning, and before leaving, he only cooked for Yan Nian.

So Jiang Qingchi still didn't take advantage of his father's cooking.

"Mom, why hasn't San'er come out yet? I'm going to be late." Jiang Chunhe raised her wrist to check the time. She was wearing a white watch, which outlined her slender, fair and clean wrist.

Yan Nian shook his head, "I don't know, San'er overslept today, and the sun came out from the west."

Jiang Qingchi put down his chopsticks, and suddenly smiled playfully, "Maybe it was last night..."

"Eat your meal." Yan Nian tapped Jiang Qingchi's forehead with a spoon.

"Mom, why are you beating me? I just want to say that San'er might have played games all night last night. Where do you want to go?"

"That's what I thought too. Let you shut up and eat obediently. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Yan Nian wouldn't admit that he was thinking wrong, it would be embarrassing to say it out.

Jiang Jingming was fully dressed, so he had come out.

Seeing Jiang Qingchi, he shouted. "came back."

Jiang Qingchi raised his eyebrows, and said in an unrestrained tone: "Don't you know who is called brother?"

"... Oh." San'er was a little moody, and sat down.

Absent-minded yet.

The three children were eating in the restaurant on their own. Yan Nian checked the room one by one, and saw that each child's quilt was neatly folded. He couldn't help but feel relieved and satisfied.

In fact, my father taught me well.

Jiang Beiyuan doted on his wife and used to his wife, but he never used to his children. He taught his children to be independent and to do their own things.

Yan Nian went downstairs with some doubts.

"San'er, why is your bed sheet gone?"

Jiang Jingming's eyelids twitched, and he raised his head with a straight expression.

"It was a bit dirty, so I washed it."

"Oh? I looked at your sheets yesterday, and they were obviously clean."

(End of this chapter)