1117. Chapter 1117 We Are Very Intense Every Day

After watching cartoons all night, Ke Jingheng kept yawning and fell asleep on Luo Xiaomei's shoulder because he was too bored. He actually forgot why he brought her to the room to watch cartoons in the first place...

At first, Luo Xiaomei thought he was pretending to sleep again and wanted to take advantage of her, so she pinched his nose hard and patted his face hard. Finding that he really didn't react at all, she let him go.

The faint blue light from the computer screen shone on his face, adding a bit of handsomeness in the haze. Luo Xiaomei approached him carefully, looking at his long and thick eyelashes, wondering how a boy's eyelashes could be so long? It seemed that they were even longer than her own eyelashes.

Her eyes fell on his high nose bridge again, and then slowly fell down to his two thin lips. His lip shape is very special, like two small leaves, perfect and distinctive.

For some reason, even when watching innocent cartoons, she couldn't help swallowing.

Oh my God, what is she doing! She actually started to fantasize about him while he was sleeping. Luo Xiaomei hit her head hard and forced herself to continue watching cartoons.

Later, she didn't know when she fell asleep...

When she woke up, she found that she and Ke Jingheng had slept on the sofa with their heads facing each other. Because of her bad posture, she felt pain in her neck and shoulders, and her whole body seemed to be falling apart.

She couldn't help but stretch her muscles and bones, wanting to stretch her body, but she accidentally woke Ke Jingheng up.

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly for a few times, then slowly opened, and a hint of surprise flashed in her misty eyes: "Xiaomei... why are you here? Why am I here?"

Only then did he realize that both of them were still lying on the sofa.

"I fell asleep while watching cartoons last night." Luo Xiaomei rubbed her sore shoulders, "Oh my god, I feel like my shoulders are going to break."

Ke Jingheng quickly sat up and gently pressed her a few times: "How is it, is it better now?"

"Yeah, much better..." Luo Xiaomei pulled his hand down, "Hurry up and wash up, we're going to be late!"

After the two of them hurriedly ate a piece of bread, Ke Jingheng drove his black Bentley all the way to school.

The moment the bell rang, he grabbed her hand and rushed into the classroom, attracting many classmates to look at him sideways. Seeing the two of them with messy hair and sleepy eyes, and the hand-holding behavior, it was really very imaginative.

Luo Xiaomei had just sat down when she heard Tom raise his eyebrows at her as if jokingly: "Last night, the battle was very intense?"

Luo Xiaomei touched her hair in confusion. Just when she was about to say "What intense?", Ke Jingheng behind her rushed to say: "Of course, we have intense battles every day."

"Really?" A strange emotion flashed across Tom's peach blossom eyes, and his thin lips curved up, "Are you together?"

"Yes." Ke Jingheng said as he stood up and walked to Tom's side with his schoolbag, "Let's change seats!"

Tom glanced at Luo Xiaomei, and seeing that she blushed and didn't say anything, he shrugged his shoulders gentlemanly: "Okay, it's nothing!"

Ke Jingheng sat down next to Luo Xiaomei, and his hand under the desk moved closer to her little hand little by little, and then held it tightly.