Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

A Yao looked down at the hand that she was pulling on her sleeve, suddenly laughed, and turned her hand to the palm of her hand.

At this time, Qing'er was all about introducing him to the awesome equipment in the academy, so she didn't realize that something was wrong until two seconds later. She stopped at once and looked down at the hands they were holding.

Although she is several years younger than her in terms of age, the physical gap between men and women is there, so even if the teenager’s hands are fair and beautiful, this is still a pair of men’s hands, slender and distinct, and larger than hers. After a full circle, she can easily hold her hand completely in her palm,

Qing'er even strangely felt that this scene was quite harmonious. With this thought together, she realized that his palm was so hot that it was hot, and the hot tip of her heart shivered.

"A Yao!" She blushed suddenly, in order to conceal her uncomfortable, she had to make an angry gesture, "Quickly let go! What are you doing!"

Saying she threw it hard.

But did not shake.

Qing'er stared at him, but the teenager in front of him seemed to be injured: "Sister Qing'er, what's wrong? Wouldn't it be possible to hold hands?"

"Of course not!" Qinger felt that her palms were sweating, and she angered, "Quickly release your hands."

But Ah Yao was very persistent. He looked at her with a hoarse voice: "Sister Qing'er, do you dislike me?"

"...Of course not." Qinger's heart collapsed a little, and he could only bear the discomfort and reason with him. "It's just that we are already big, which is not suitable."

"What's wrong with holding hands?" His tone was a bit perplexed. "Don't Jinhan hold you, would you say it's inappropriate?"

Qinger's suffocated face turned red, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Sister Qing'er, let's go." The young man smiled, apparently in a good mood, "Isn't he taking me to look elsewhere?"

Qingerqiang resisted the urge to roll his eyes.

At this time she deeply hated herself for not having a good relationship before. If she had rich experience, she would not be blocked by this dead boy again and again.

For a moment, she even doubted whether the kid was intentional, but she quickly rejected the idea. What a sincere boy A Yao is, how could he have such a deep mind?

So, in order not to hurt him, she could only turn around stiffly and spit out a word: "Go!"

The tall boy with a long leg smiled and easily followed her footsteps.

Looking at her red earlobe, A Yao's eyes were slightly dark, and she couldn't help but squeezed her soft hands-he spent several years in military school, and his daily training intensity is very large, so although he is still young, he already has fingers With a thin layer of cocoon, her hands are particularly soft in comparison.

However, this action made Qing'er angry. She glared at him fiercely: "You hold hands, hold hands, pinch!"

"Sister Qing'er's hand is very soft," he said seriously.

Qinger: "..."

Isn't this dead boy taking advantage of her?

Fortunately, the two soon came to another laboratory. A Yao asked curiously about the use of these devices, and successfully diverted the attention of the woman around her.

When the two were about to leave, Qin'er almost screamed when he turned around.

Three people stood at the door of the laboratory, all eyes widened.