After a while, he came out of the shower, wiped his hair and went to the kitchen to make coffee. Then halfway through, he spoke again: "Have you seen the new bag of coffee I bought?"

Jiang Weicheng looked at him suspiciously: "When did you buy new coffee?"

"Just...a few days ago, you didn't receive the express delivery?"

She shook her head and lowered her head to work again, vaguely seeming to be aware of the resentful sight again.

After more than half an hour, Huo Xichen, who had not been able to hold on, spoke again. This time he used his trump card: "I feel a little uncomfortable..."

Jiang Weicheng put down his pen: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

He was half leaning on the sofa: "I don't feel comfortable anywhere, dizzy, uncomfortable..." Without kisses, hugs and hugs, Gao Gao probably won't get better...

She finally got up, walked to the sofa, and sat down next to him: "Are you feeling dizzy?"

He glanced at her and hummed in a low voice: "Do I have a fever?"

"I didn't catch a cold either. How could I have a fever for no reason?"

He looked at the person sitting next to her and hummed in a low voice. He took her hand and pulled it toward his forehead: "Then touch it and see if it's a little warm?"

Jiang Weicheng held back her laughter and touched it seriously: "It doesn't seem to be hot."

Seeing that she was about to leave, he stretched out his hand and hooked her waist directly, and brought his forehead to her: "Wait a minute, if you can't feel it with your hands, you can put your forehead against it to see."

"Okay." She knelt down on the sofa and sat up, stretched out her hand to hold his head, and brought her forehead to him. Before pressing it, she raised her head and kissed his forehead with her lips, "Well, I'm sure, no.

Get ill."

The anger stuck in Huo Xichen's heart suddenly dissipated. He put his arms around her waist, pressed her hard into his arms, and said plaintively: "You ignored me all afternoon."

"You didn't even pay attention to me?"

"I'm angry."

"What are you angry about?"

What are you angry about? He pouted slightly, what should I say? Suddenly he felt that the matter he was struggling with was really not a big deal, it was just something he cared about.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal."

Jiang Weicheng rubbed the back of his neck: "But I want to hear it."

He lowered his gaze and waited for a while before speaking: "When you came here today, you should have heard what the girl said to me."

"Um."

"Then why are you not angry at all? You don't seem to be jealous at all, and you are so gentle to her..."

"That girl is quite cute. It's polite for me to be nice to her." She laughed.

The young man's eyes dimmed: "I don't like your attitude towards the girls you have confessed to me so well."

"Then what do you want me to do? Be angry? Be jealous and chase people away?"

"Well, I'd rather you get angry and lose your temper unreasonably." At least that way, he could feel that she cared about him.

People are really greedy. When they don't get a response, they think that even if she can wait for him and look back at him. After getting a response, they become more and more dissatisfied day by day. They always hope that she can love him a lot and more.

,most……

"Well, I will try to be more unreasonable next time." After he asked his question, it was her turn, "What about you? People say they believe you in that rumor, so why are you still talking nonsense?

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"I just think it's more time-consuming to explain than to let rumors go."

After all, he still didn't want to waste time on making friends, explaining to friends, and making friends believe him in meaningless things.

He was already chasing very hard, fearing that he would make a wrong step. Since rumors can make others stay away, it didn't matter if he kept the rumors.

"Xiaochen." She sighed, "I told you before, don't be anxious, you can take your time. I will wait for you. You should enjoy your college life and not give yourself such a big life."

pressure."

He didn't speak.

She did say she would wait for him, but how long could she wait?

It would take four years of college and several more years of work before he could promise her a comfortable marriage?

But he didn't ask in the end. This was the only question he didn't dare to ask.

He knew that to her, he was just a love affair.

At this stage, it would be too ridiculous for him to ask her about her marriage commitment.

He could only work hard and work hard until the day he was able to commit to marriage.

Now, the only thing he can do is to hold her tightly, kiss her, and use all his passion to dispel the haze in his heart.

The kiss came quickly and urgently. He put him on the sofa and even changed his previous habit of "enough is enough" and kept exploring with his hands.

Unfortunately, my fingertips soon encountered obstacles.

He left her lips slightly and looked at her with a frown: "You've already washed it, why are you still..."

Jiang Weicheng was a little speechless, knowing that there was a brat at home who could pounce at any time. Was she not wearing any clothes, waiting to be pounced on?

He tried for a moment, but found that the question was too high, and he was so angry that he wanted to bite it with his teeth.

In the end, he had no choice but to act rogue: "I don't care, you didn't treat me well today, you have to make it up to me, you can do it yourself!"

Jiang Weicheng shook his head: "No."

He was furious: "It's okay if you don't understand, then show me..." He just finished speaking and had already put it into action.
Chapter completed!