"Do you want to sleep?" Qin Xian took off his helmet and threw it into the man's arms, then walked straight into the house.
The man held up his helmet, smiled politely at Jingmo, and then chased Qin Xian through the door.
"I want to sleep. I don't want to sleep any day. My hands are all calloused." A voice came from the room.
Jingmo pursed his lips, and after looking into the room for a while, Gu Zi took the suitcase off the motorcycle, and then followed in.
The houses in rural areas are all bungalows, and the area is not large.
Jingmo stood in the main room a little at a loss. After looking around, he saw a man opening the curtain and walking out of the room.
"Are you Xiaojiu's new girlfriend?" The man smiled, with a kind look on his face, not annoying at all.
However, he turned around and winked at Qin Xian.
Moreover, this word "new" is very special.
Jingmo neither admitted nor denied it.
But Qin Xian said coldly, "No."
Hearing this, the man said "oh" meaningfully, and immediately extended his hand to Jingmo.
"My name is Song Junqian." He introduced himself with a smile, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, "I am also from Quecheng."
When Jingmo heard this, he immediately understood why he looked so familiar.
Because I met his dad at a bar before, and his dad’s secretary almost touched his thigh.
"Hello, Mr. Song." Jingmo curled up the corners of his mouth, his brows and eyes were full of charm, and he just raised his hand to smooth the hair around his ears.
Song Junqian was stunned, but he really couldn't control himself.
He has been teaching here for three years and has lived like a monk. The majority of people in this small county are left-behind children and elderly people. There is not even a mature female animal in the fields.
Now that Jingmo is looking at him like this, he is a man who is a little distraught.
However, Jingmo didn't see Song Junqian's thoughts.
She said with some embarrassment, "Mr. Song, I might have to trouble you today. I'll just spend the night and go up the mountain tomorrow."
"No trouble." Song Junqian smiled attentively and pointed to the room next door, "There is still a room there, so I feel sorry for you to spend the night there. Xiaojiu and I are in the same room. If you need anything, call me."
Song Junqian yawned as he spoke.
Jingmo thanked him and carried his suitcase into the room.
Because he was scared, Jingmo subconsciously locked the door lock after entering the room.
It was around two o'clock in the middle of the night. Jingmo lay down on the bed and tossed and turned for a while, still unable to fall asleep.
It was extremely quiet outside the window, and occasionally I could hear the chirping of insects.
Jingmo opened his eyes and stared at the roof for a long time, but still couldn't fall asleep.
So I took out my mobile phone and planned to check the circle of friends first, but unexpectedly I saw the message that Qin Zhi was added as a WeChat friend.
Jingmo was so happy that he sent an emoticon to Qin Xi without thinking.
The other end immediately replied:?
Jingmo was stunned for a moment, then realized that something was a little abrupt.
So he said: Sorry, I forgot that it is midnight now, you can go to sleep.
Qin Xian: Can’t sleep?
After Jingmo hesitated for a while, he replied "Yeah."
Soon, the door was pushed open.
Jingmo trembled and subconsciously shrank into the quilt, but the quilt was quickly lifted.
Before she could react, Qin Xian was already lying down beside her.
Jingmo didn't expect him to come, so he couldn't help but hesitate a little, and subconsciously leaned against the wall.
As soon as he moved, Qin Xian was pulled into his arms.
Qin Xian's body was so hot that it could burn her even through a layer of cloth.
Jingmo had just been riding the motorcycle for a long time because of the cold wind, which made her body feel cold from the inside to the outside. Now being held by Qin Xian only made her even more greedy.
"Behave yourself." Qin Xian reminded him abruptly.
Only then did Jingmo notice that his hand had accidentally been placed where it shouldn't have been.
At that moment, he retracted his hand.
But he didn't want to meet Qin Xian's eyes as soon as he raised his head.
Those dark eyes, reflecting the moonlight outside the window, looked very much like the stars he had just seen.
"Qin Xian, why are you here?" Jingmo just got up and asked the question she had wanted to ask for a long time.
Qin Xian didn't say anything. After giving her a cold look, he pressed her head and stuffed her into the bed...
The tip of Jingmo's nose instantly touched something, and it was hot.
Her instinctive reaction made her struggle immediately, not wanting Qin Xian's cold voice to be heard from outside the quilt.