Division to run

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Shen Qining suddenly took her other hand, and gently scratched her palm with his index finger: "Stay with me, okay? You were here last night, so I slept peacefully. Continue to accompany me today, okay?"

When she said this, her tone was soft, with a somewhat coquettish tone, coupled with her pleading almond eyes, made Si Jing's heart soften and soften all of a sudden, she was almost Breaking out: "Okay."

Hearing this, Shen Qining finally relaxed and smiled, she reached out and rubbed the girl's head again: "Xiaojing is so nice."

At the end of the half bowl of porridge, there were still a few sips left, Shen Qining couldn't bear it anymore, but she didn't want to disappoint the girl, so she frowned slightly and took small sips.

Si Jing noticed Shen Qining's strangeness: "What's wrong? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Shen Qining held up a spoonful of porridge that was just about to be put into his mouth, and raised his head to look at the girl's concerned gaze, that gaze was too pure, as if at this moment her eyes could only accommodate her alone, Shen Qining's heart warmed , in a flash, he passed the porridge in the spoon to the girl's mouth: "Do you want a sip?"

For a long time, for a long time, the girl didn't move. It was so long that Shen Qining's feverish brain calmed down bit by bit. What is she doing?It was so inappropriate, the girl wouldn't be frightened by her, thinking of this, her hand holding the spoon handle trembled, and she subconsciously retracted her hand.

The girl suddenly leaned over/caught the spoon, obediently finished the porridge in the spoon, then raised her head and smiled at Shen Qining: "Today's porridge seems to taste better than usual."

Of course it would taste better. Si Jing ran over early this morning to ask the proprietress to make a bowl of porridge for the sick. Usually those instant porridges are different. They have been boiled slowly for two hours on low heat, so the taste must be very good.

Si Jing's words fell into Shen Qining's ears, and suddenly her face became hot, and the tips of her ears were slightly stained red. She smoothed her hair and covered her red ears. Why did Xiao Jing say today's The porridge tastes better because... this is... is this what she has ever drank?

Shaking her head, she was embarrassed to think deeply, and randomly put a spoonful of porridge into her mouth, only to remember that it was the spoon that Xiaojing had just swallowed, so her face became even more rosy Fearing that Xiaojing would see the clues, he drank the remaining mouthfuls of porridge and tried to keep a calm tone: "I'm done drinking, now send the bowl to the kitchen."

Si Jing quickly snatched the bowl from her hand, and accidentally slid his fingers across her palm: "The water is too cold, let me wash it, just go to your room and wait."

Shen Qining immediately withdrew his hand like an electric shock: "Oh, okay, okay, I'll go now."

Without looking back, he entered the bedroom.

Leaving Si Jing alone in place, did she say something wrong?It felt like sister Ning suddenly became very cramped.

She just praised that the porridge is delicious. Also, Sister Ning would take the initiative to use a spoon with her. She was really surprised at the time. For some reason, she always felt that Sister Ning should be the best in this regard. Quite a clean freak.

When Si Jing finished washing the dishes and entered the bedroom, Shen Qining had already recovered her calm. She reacted a little too much just now. Maybe what Xiao Jing said didn't mean that. Based on what she knew about Xiao Jing, it was impossible for this girl to To say such flirtatious words with such a calm face, she always seems a little shy in front of her.

It's she who thinks too much.

However, thinking so, the tips of her ears were still red.

Trying to ignore the little heat coming from the tips of her ears, Shen Qining lay on the bed, pretending to be calm and patted the bed next to her: "Hurry up and rest, let's take a nap together."

Si Jing didn't hesitate any longer, he took off his shoes and got under the quilt, and then let out a satisfied sigh: "Wow! It's so warm!"

Shen Qining was amused by her reaction, and her tone was narrow: "I feel warm now? I don't know who didn't want to come over just now."

Si Jing was slightly embarrassed. In fact, she was still very shy. When she lay down last night, Sister Ning was in a half-sleeping state. They were all awake, and the bright sunlight outside filtered in through the slits of the white curtains, reminding her that it was still bright and sunny.

In the clear sky, the person she has always loved is lying softly beside her like this, and she can feel the body temperature of that person by moving her calf. Si Jing has never experienced such an ambiguous situation, nor has he ever fantasized about it .

The room was quiet, and neither of them spoke for a while, Si Jing couldn't help but began to control his breathing rate, for fear of disturbing the people around him.

She suddenly thought of an interview report about Shen Qining that she had read before.

In that report, Shen Qining said frankly that she has always been a very lonely person. Si Jing remembered that the interviewer asked her: Then are you afraid of loneliness?

She lowered her eyes: I'm used to it.

At that time, the report used the title "Ning Qi—Having Been Accustomed to Loneliness" to make a large page. On the cover was Shen Qining's expression when answering this question. , but Si Jing knew that she must have been sad at that time.