It rained all night last night, and the air became a little cold when I woke up the next day. It seemed like winter came as promised in the blink of an eye.

The room was on, so I didn't feel the cold. The bedroom was surprisingly quiet. Jiang Ting's shirt was thrown on the sofa, while the pencil pants were thrown on the ground. In addition to these coats, there was also a small black clothing in the pencil pants.

Zhou Yuwen leaned over and continued to hug Jiang Ting and sleep soundly. Facing Zhou Yuwen's actions, Jiang Ting just frowned slightly, and then arched into Zhou Yuwen's arms.

The room was not cold, so she only had a blanket covered her body. Jiang Ting's long legs were exposed outside, and her skin was surprisingly white. She kept going upwards. The blanket covered her thighs and covered her slim waist.

It just covered the chest, and on the snow-white skin, a small black mole was surprisingly conspicuous.

Last night, Zhou Yuwen finally got what he wanted and touched the small mole. Needless to say, he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss him again. Jiang Ting blushed at this and told Zhou Yuwen not to do this.

"What's the point of kissing? It's not good at all." Jiang Ting lying on the bed and said to Zhou Yuwen. To be honest, she doesn't like this little mole. After all, she has a white skin and suddenly she has a little black mole, which is a bit imperfect.

But Zhou Yuwen didn't care. Last night, Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting and said, "I just like your mole,"

As he said that, he lowered his head and kissed Xiaomai, then smiled and continued to say in person: "There is a bigger one here."

Jiang Ting's face turned red, she pushed Zhou Yuwen away and spat, "Hate."

The rare girl's shyness made Zhou Yuwen feel excited, and a hungry tiger pounced on Jiang Ting. Then, Zhou Yuwen could no longer control himself.

However, Jiang Ting is sometimes tender and sometimes like a beautiful snake.

In fact, when they were in the classroom, they only conducted the first half and did not care about anything until they got home.

On the snow-white bed sheet, Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting and kissed Jiang Ting, but his hands did not stop, while Jiang Ting closed her eyes and let Zhou Yuwen do whatever he wanted.

The lights inside the house were dim and it started to rain outside the house again. The light rain fell on the windows, blurring the outside of the windows.

During this dry season in December, there is a rare rain that moistens the entire Jiangnan.

Nanjing has become Jinling again. On the banks of the Qinhuai River, a beautiful little red flower sways on the shore, enduring the rain and wind.

Jiang Ting's long, thick black hair was all wet with sweat and stuck to her snow-white neck. Jiang Ting never endured her desire, and a whispered sound came from the corner of her mouth.

Zhou Yuwen just hugged Jiang Ting.

The little red flowers on the bank of the Qinhuai River are shaking in the rain.

In the room, Zhou Yuwen groaned.

In the end, the little red flowers were blown away by the rain and wind, and countless petals flowed into the distance little by little with the flowing water.

Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

It was an uneasy night. The temperature dropped sharply that night. Qiao Linlin, who had been in the dormitory, did not sleep. For some reason, a trace of sadness surged in her heart and murmured to herself: "It's raining, why haven't Jiang Ting come back yet?"

Su Qianqian fell asleep in her mother's arms, hugged Wen Qing's neck, and murmured in her sleep: "Zhou Yuwen..."

That night, Zhou Yuwen finally achieved success with Jiang Ting. The next day, after the weather cleared, Zhou Yuwen turned around, but encountered the softness she had never encountered before.

This made Zhou Yuwen slowly open his eyes, but he saw the sweet smell of the tip of his nose.

I was stunned for a moment, but I thought about what happened last night casually and smiled bitterly, "Ah, did it happen in the end?"

Zhou Yuwen, who was already a billionaire at a young age, was a little open-minded at this time and did not regret what happened with Jiang Ting.

From then on, Jiang Ting, a powerful woman, became her own.

I didn't dare to touch anything before, but now I can try it out.

So Zhou Yuwen stretched out his hand.

Jiang Ting, who was sleeping, frowned slightly and moaned.

When he opened his eyes, he found that Zhou Yuwen was hugging his love for his skin.

Jiang Ting looked at Zhou Yuwen without moving her eyes.

Zhou Yuwen withdrew his hand awkwardly and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it before, so I want to try the feel."

Jiang Ting was still expressionless. Looking at Zhou Yuwen's embarrassed expression, she laughed after a long time, and took the initiative to climb onto Zhou Yuwen and said, "It's all yours in the future."

As they said that, they kissed each other for a long time.

Zhou Yuwen originally thought that Jiang Ting was the first time and she had limited ability to bear, so when she treated Jiang Ting, Zhou Yuwen was as cautious as Zhang Nannan and Qiao Linlin. However, she later found that this girl who had been practicing exercise for a long time was different, so in addition to last night, there was also this morning.

The two of them worked until 11:00 a.m.

Jiang Ting knelt in front of Zhou Yuwen and hugged Zhou Yuwen's neck, kissed Zhou Yuwen and asked seriously: "Can we get back together now?"

"What are you talking about? Baby, when did we break up?" Zhou Yuwen also kissed Jiang Ting and said with a smile.

This sentence made Jiang Ting happy and took the initiative to throw herself into her arms.

After all, Jiang Ting is more sensible than other girls. After everything was done, Zhou Yuwen took a nap in the bedroom for a while. When he got up, he touched the side, but found that he had touched the empty space.

So Zhou Yuwen got up and heard the pinging in the kitchen. So he walked over and looked at it, but saw Jiang Ting's back, with thick black hair draped over her shoulders, wearing Zhou Yuwen's white shirt, revealing her long straight and symmetrical legs, and was busy in the kitchen, holding a pan and frying eggs there.

Zhou Yuwen saw Jiang Ting's careful appearance. Well, at this moment, Zhou Yuwen admitted that he was a little moved, so he walked over.

Jiang Ting turned around and felt very ladylike. Zhou Yuwen discovered that although she was wearing her white shirt, she was not wearing it well, but unbuttoned a few buttons. Then, because the white shirt was a little big, the shirt on one side naturally slid down from the shoulders, revealing half of the shoulders.

"Are you awake?" Jiang Ting said, then shook her pan again: "Breakfast will be ready soon."

Zhou Yuwen laughed after hearing this, snatched the pan, put it on the stove, turned off the fire, grabbed Jiang Ting's hands, and said with a smile: "What time is it already? Still having breakfast?"

"The first day I got up with you was the morning of my new life." Jiang Ting smiled, reached out to put her arms around Zhou Yuwen's neck, and took the initiative to offer her fragrant lips.

She should have taken a shower in the morning, and her hair was fragrant. Zhou Yuwen hugged Jiang Ting and was intimate by the stove for a while, and even wanted to carry Jiang Ting to the stove.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ting didn't agree, just said that we still have a long time to go, and we are not in a hurry for a while.

So the two had breakfast together. Jiang Ting was taken care of by Zhou Yuwen in every detail, making sandwiches for Zhou Yuwen and pouring milk. She was as virtuous as a wife.

She sat next to Zhou Yuwen, with her long legs crossed under her white shirt, which was so white that she was shaking.

Hu Yingjun called over and talked about the entertainment company with Zhou Yuwen.

Jiang Ting also suddenly remembered something, saying that the takeaway platform has been moving out for a long time, and you won’t go to the new company to check it out.

Zhou Yuwen said, I will take time to go.

"I'll be with you in the afternoon." Zhou Yuwen said.

Jiang Ting shook her head: "I have something to do in my student union in the afternoon. If you are not in the student union, there are always some things that someone needs to do for you."

"Thank you for your hard work, you are really my good friend." Zhou Yuwen smiled and put his hand on Jiang Ting's thigh and patted her.

Jiang Ting smiled and said, "It's nothing, after all, I am Mrs. Zhou."

"Uh." This was the first time Zhou Yuwen heard this title, and he was a little uncomfortable for a while, but he didn't show it.

Zhou Yuwen's online name has never been changed, and he is called Mr. Zhou.

Since today, Jiang Ting has quietly changed her online name to Mrs. Zhou.

Those who are interested will find out, but it is not today.

In the afternoon, Zhou Yuwen drove Jiang Ting back to school and chatted at the door, Jiang Ting said, "You can go ahead and do it in advance."

"Um,"

So the two separated.

Last night was an unusual night. When I woke up the next morning, Qiao Linlin tied her hair and looked at Jiang Ting's bed, frowning deeper.

"Qingqing." Qiao Linlin shook Han Qingqing on the bed.

Han Qingqing watched the show until late at night last night. At this time, she slept hard and didn't want to get up. Facing Qiao Linlin's shaking, she just yawned boredly.

"Qingqing." Qiao Linlin called Han Qingqing again.

Han Qingqing yawned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Jiang Ting didn't come back last night." Qiao Linlin said.

Han Qingqing opened her eyes in a daze: "Oh, so what's wrong?"

"Jiang Ting went out with Zhou Yuwen last night!" Qiao Linlin said.

"Ah!?" Han Qingqing couldn't help but feel energetic.

At this time, the door opened.

Jiang Ting is still wearing yesterday's clothes, but her temperament is obviously different. Her face is a little flushed, and she looks shining and becomes more confident.

Han Qingqing and Qiao Linlin stood there and looked at Jiang Ting in a daze.

Jiang Ting asked curiously: "Is there anything on my face? Why are you staring at me like that?"

"No, nothing."

Jiang Ting didn't care, and started changing clothes there. After all, she had been wearing clothes for a day and definitely needed to change them.

She was in a good mood, humming songs there and thinking about what clothes to wear. She made an appointment with Zhou Yuwen to have dinner together tonight.

Qiao Linlin obviously felt that Jiang Ting's condition was different. In fact, she could guess more or less, but she was unwilling to admit it. So she poked Han Qingqing and signaled Han Qingqing to help her ask.

Han Qingqing rolled her eyes, thought for a while and asked, "Jiang Ting, you didn't come back last night?"

Jiang Ting's hand picking clothes there paused for a while, and said no.

"Then you?" Qiao Linlin couldn't help but ask.
To be continued...