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After coming out of the cinema, Ji Ning's hands and feet still felt a little numb.

She was thinking that Zhou Jingmo was a normal man, and his voice had changed, and he was obviously a little out of control.

In this situation, shouldn't he "adapt to local customs"?

It’s not like they haven’t kissed before.

So she kept daydreaming, paying attention to the man's breathing and movements. Sometimes his arm touched hers and was hard, and she was like a frightened bird, her mind started to wander, and she didn't pay much attention to the second half.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Jingmo did nothing.

Coming out of the exit, which was such a small exit, people from both venues were crowded together, and they went out from that exit at the same time. It seemed that someone was about to bump into Ji Ning.

Zhou Jingmo pulled her over with one hand and protected her behind him.

His hands were warm. He turned around and frowned, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Ji Ning was about to speak, "Jing Mo?" The girl's voice came, and Ji Ning looked over.

As far as the eye can see, there is a very tall girl with a swan-like neck, carrying a fashionable small bag.

She was dressed simply, in a simple Dacron shirt, a black skirt, and black dance shoes.

Her hair wasn't permed, it was tied into a ponytail with a simple hairband.

Ji Ning couldn't help but think of that song.

——What a pure white jasmine flower…

Standing next to her was a shy boy with handsome features, dark skin, and a straight body. He stood very straight, but there was a little distance between him and her.

Zhou Jingmo looked indifferent and gave a brief introduction.

It turned out that this girl was a member of the art troupe in my uncle’s military camp, and her name was Qiao Yue.

The boy was a platoon leader. Before Zhou Jingmo could finish his words, he took the initiative to introduce himself, "My name is Lu Shaohang, you can call me... Lu Shao."

"Uh." Ji Ning was silent.

Lu Shaohang scratched the back of his head and curled his lips in embarrassment, "It's not funny, right? You can just call me Ah Hang."

Zhou Jingmo respected his uncle very much. When he was a teenager, he often went to the military camp to visit his uncle.

After a few interactions, I got to know Qiao Yue and Lu Shaohang.

"Is this your boyfriend?" Qiao Yue asked with a smile, but her eyes were inquiring.

Zhou Jingmo curled his lips and said in a more serious voice, "This is my wife."

Qiao Yue's smile froze on her face, but she quickly came to her senses, still with a pure smile like a jasmine flower on her face, and she said casually, "I haven't heard that you're married."

Zhou Jingmo looked at Ji Ning, his hands still clenched, maintaining the posture of protecting her just now, "It's just that we haven't had a wedding yet, but it will happen sooner or later."

Hearing this, Ji Ning looked at him in surprise.

Is he just saying some high-sounding words to fool others, or is he serious?

After parting with the two people and walking out of the gate, Ji Ning thought about it and raised her eyebrows, "Does that girl like you?"

I thought to myself, is he using her as a shield again, so he said he wanted to have a wedding?

From the very beginning, she agreed with Zhou Jingmo that she would be a good tool.

Zhou Jingmo glanced at her, and his voice returned to its indifferent tone, "Do you still remember the person Han Baoyi mentioned to you last time?"

"..."

Sure enough, he heard what they talked about last time.

So did he even hear the words, "It's the first night, did it hurt?"

Before Ji Ning could even blush, she heard him say slowly, "The one who hanged herself was her sister."

There were some things she would have to know sooner or later, so he didn't mind telling her the lowdown.

Ji Ning: “Ah?”

…………

When they returned home, Zhou Zhixi was eating a large bag of puffed corn cobs. She walked over and fed Ji Ning a few bites.

Ji Ning was also used to this kind of feeding and started biting it as soon as she opened her mouth.

His cheeks are puffy, like a little hamster.

After Zhou Zhixi returned to China, she loved to feed her like Tongtong.

Whenever there is something delicious, I have to feed her a few bites. Fortunately, she is not a fat person, otherwise she would be as fat as Jianlibao.

Zhou Zhixi chewed and chewed, "Where did you go? Why are you back so late?"

Zhou Jingmo said casually, "I went to the movies."

"Ah?" Zhou Zhixi was so shocked that the corn cob in her hand fell down. Fortunately, Ji Ning's hands were quick and she caught it steadily.

While Zhou Zhixi was in a daze, Zhou Jingmo had already pulled Ji Ning back to the room. Although she was very polite when eating, the puffed corn cobs like this were really easy to get her mouth sticky.

The plump red lips with a hint of cornstarch make them look even softer and more kissable.

He had already been feeling a little unbearable in the cinema just now, and now he felt even more uncomfortable watching this.

Ji Ning was pulled into the room by Zhou Jingmo, and looked at his back in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

He didn't answer. His back was as strong as a mountain and his steps were still steady, just a little faster than usual.

Ji Ning thought that he must have something to tell her when he returned to the room, such as Qiao Yue's sister, so he was so anxious.

As soon as the door closed, lips as hot as a brand came up to her and the kiss caught her off guard.

Her lips and teeth were filled with him. She opened her eyes wide and finally understood why he was so anxious just now.

Gradually, the white arms had to be lifted up and hung limply around his neck.

Even so, he could only rely on his hands to hold her waist, otherwise she would slip down.

He was like a huge wave rushing towards her, and the air in her body seemed to be squeezed out. She was deprived of oxygen and could only sink or float with him.

Her eyes became more and more moist, the corners of her eyes turned red, and her clear, bright almond-shaped eyes revealed a bit of the charm of a vixen.

She could only close her eyes passively, but the man's dark eyes looked through her as if he was appreciating a work of art.

There was a mixture of fire and heat. He caressed her lips with his long fingers. She looked at him angrily, "Didn't you say you don't eat sweets?"

He kissed away all the corn cob residue on his lips.

He smiled and said, "I don't like sweet things, but I like to eat..."

Before he could speak, Ji Ning glared at him softly and threw a pillow at him.

Why didn't I know before that he was so good at talking dirty?

Ji Ning sat on the bed hugging a pillow.

He also took the pillow that he had caught steadily and placed it on the bed, then sat down next to her who seemed a little angry.

Zhou Jingmo's eyes were as dark as ink. "I was thinking of doing this in the cinema just now..."

Ji Ning hugged the pillow tighter with her arms and bit her lip, knowing what he was talking about.

At that time, not to mention him, she almost couldn't control herself.

She whispered, "Why not?"

He took her hand and placed it on his chest, "I won't do anything in public."