Chapter 891 Ding, Your Vinegar Jar Is Online! (18)

Feng Qian stared at the phone screen in bewilderment.

Immediately afterwards, the door of her room was unlocked with a key from the outside.

Feng Qian raised his eyes to look over, and saw the debris coming in from the outside.

The other party was wearing loose pajamas, and his soft, dark hair was still wet. A few drops of water dripped down the ends of his hair, and landed on the floor with a clatter.

Because he had just taken a shower, the man's dark eyes were wet and not as cold as usual.

"How did you come here?"

He also used the key to unlock the door of her room.

Feng Qian blinked.

If the opponent is not a fragment, she will kick him away with one kick.

Ye Jue glanced at Feng Qian, locked the door behind him, and opened his thin lips lightly: "Sleep."

Feng Qian: "..."

She bowed her head and replied to Xia Shu, then put the black screen of the phone on the bedside table.

"You want to sleep with me?"

Ye Jue paused and nodded.

He naturally walked to the side of the room, plugged in the hair dryer, and dried his hair with a blank expression.

Then he lifted the quilt and lay down beside Feng Qian.

He took the initiative to turn off the lights.

The room was plunged into darkness.

Feng Qian made room for the other party, and didn't object to sleeping together.

It's like it's not affected at all.

When she was about to fall asleep, the voice of the person beside her was a little hoarse: "Come closer."

Feng Qian opened her eyes in a daze, and before she could do anything, the person next to her took the initiative to lean over.

Ye Jue reached out to pull the girl into his arms, then lowered his head, his lips blocked Feng Qian's.

The girl frowned.

He rubbed slightly, but didn't go deep, and then fell asleep with the girl in his arms.

He is not ignorant of things between men and women.

Just never thought about it, not sensitive to it.

That's why he replied to that post and clicked on that link again.

He doesn't have much contact with her.

He recognized her immediately.

I don't know why, it seems that he lived in this world just to wait for her.

She is his.

It can only be his.

…

When Feng Qian woke up the next morning, Ye Jue was no longer there.

The temperature next to it is already freezing.

Feng Qian rubbed to the side of the bed under the quilt, picked up his phone and looked at it.

It's past nine o'clock in the morning.

After sitting up from the bed, Feng Qian caught a glimpse of the neatly stacked clothes at the end of the bed.

Dazed for a moment, Feng Qian changed his clothes and went to wash up again.

Feng Qian looked at the original owner's schedule, and there was a class at ten o'clock this morning.

After packing up his things, Feng Qian went downstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

The housekeeper invited her to have breakfast, Feng Qian finished it quickly, and left with her schoolbag on her back.

Today, no one stopped her, and there was a driver who took her back to school.

When Feng Qian sat in the car, he casually asked, "Where's Ye Jue?"

The driver's answer was polite and distant: "My lord is working in the study."

"oh."

Feng Qian nodded.

She clicked on WeChat, Xia Shu sent her a few more messages last night, Feng Qian read them one by one, and then replied to each other one by one.

Not long after she replied, Xia Shu sent a message.

Shallow, you have to be mentally prepared.

Feng Qian: "?"

She sent a questioning emoji.

Xia Shu replied to her, you will know when you arrive at school.

Feng Qian replied, Oh, and turned off the phone.

The driver sent her to the teaching building downstairs.

Feng Qian was puzzled, how did the other party know that her class was taught here today, but after thinking about it, maybe the fragments had already checked her out, and it is not impossible to know her.

Feng Qian got out of the car.

A boy downstairs saw Feng Qian, his eyes lit up, and he shouted inside, "Come here!"