She was wearing tight-fitting high-waisted jeans, which perfectly outlined her round and round buttocks. They clicked twice and felt crisp.
Then the little rich woman stopped and got into his arms, unable to walk any further.
Jiang Qin had no choice but to hold her in his arms for a while, then reached out to touch her head. After thinking for a while, he said, “Aren’t you unhappy these days in Shanghai?”
“No.”
“Why do I feel that something is wrong with your mood?”
Feng Nanshu looked up at him: “I miss my good friend.”
Jiang Qin was silent for a moment, then lowered his head in front of her, kissed her sweet but slightly cold mouth, and teased the tip of her soft tongue, giving her more power of friendship.
The little rich woman closed her eyes obediently, clenched her hands into fists in her sleeves, pressed them against Jiang Qin’s chest, and let him bully her.
Originally, this kiss was meant to comfort my best friend because she was in a strange mood, but once her sweet little mouth tasted it, she couldn’t stop.
Young male college students all know that they have no self-control when faced with this kind of pure friendship.
“elder brother.”
“Um?”
Feng Nanshu wiped her mouth and said, “I want to go home and play.”
The little rich woman actually just came back from home. When she said this, she seemed to want to go back again.
If my aunt heard this, she would definitely think that she wanted to go back to Shanghai, and other people might think so too.
But Jiang Qin gently bit her earlobe and said, “My parents go to work every day, so it’s okay to go home, but no one will cook three meals a day.”
“I’m not hungry at all.”
“You are not hungry now…”
After Jiang Qin finished speaking, he found that her little nose was a little red from the cold, so he took her to the south door of the teaching building, found a bench and sat down, holding his good friend in his arms.
Feng Nanshu sat on Jiang Qin’s lap and said nothing. She looked through the window at the southern soldiers having a snowball fight with her clear eyes. Finally, she put her hands around Jiang Qin’s arms and kicked her boots-clad feet.
This girl, why is she so happy from time to time?
Jiang Qin looked at the royal sister in his arms, counted her slender eyelashes, and stared at her beautiful profile.
Then Feng Nanshu suddenly turned back and saw that he was staring at her, so she called her brother.
“Take you home for a stroll tomorrow.”