beautiful woman at home

It's only spring and summer, and although it's hot at noon, it gets cold very quickly at dusk.

Wen Zijin woke up from his sleep, with his whole face buried in the thin blanket, his body shrunk into a ball, and the white socks were taken off to reveal his delicate ankles.

"Why do you have such a strange dream!" Wen Zijin poked out her small face from under the quilt, her cheeks were still flushed with blush.

No matter how good-looking Sister Ye is, treating her like that is obviously frivolous and rude!

For a long time since then, Wen Zijin didn't dare to take a peek at Sister Ye. In the past, he would occasionally go to the courtyard to play, but now he doesn't dare to go again.

At that time, the sun was shining brightly outside, and the warm sunlight shone into the spacious academy. The bell rang, the old master left with his books in his hands, and the students in the room relaxed.

Most of the teenagers of the same age have never passed the college exam, and the summer is approaching, and the college exam will start again.

Qin Yu took out the martial arts cheats from his desk and read them seriously, but Wen Zijin was rarely stunned.

"Zijin?" Qin Yu's voice suddenly amplified beside his ear.

Wen Zijin hurriedly answered, "What's wrong?"

"You got your pen upside down?"

The upside-down writing brush was dry, and the ink dripped down the barrel, even staining a small spot of black on the hand.

Qin Yu looked suspiciously at Wen Zijin's strange situation, and approached curiously: "The good student of the old master can actually be distracted."

"No, I just thought about other things." Wen Zijin wiped his hands with a handkerchief, feeling a little guilty and didn't dare to look at Qin Yu.

"Who are you lying to?" Qin Yu raised his eyebrows and closed the martial arts secret book in his hand, "Quickly tell me, did you find something interesting that made you feel itchy?"

Wen Zijin shook his head, and took up his pen and ink again: "I don't have anything fun to do, I only have two homework every day, maybe I'm tired."

Qin Yu stared at the desk with his fingertips and said dubiously: "Child prodigy is also quite tired. Don't say too much homework every day. If you fail the exam, it will probably attract discussion."

"Hey, I didn't prepare anything for the exam this time, so I guess I'm hanging up again." Qin Yu changed the topic by himself as he spoke.

Fortunately, there was no further questioning, Wen Zijin secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but recall what happened early in the morning.

The sky was still hazy in the morning, Wen Zijin finished his porridge in a hurry, and then went to the front hall to take a sedan chair to the college.

Unexpectedly, meeting Sister Ye on the road, Wen Zijin held the bookcase in one hand and said hesitantly, "Why did Sister Ye get up so early today?"

They haven't seen each other for quite a while, and the teacher's class on weekdays is temporarily put aside, and the two of them don't have much chance to talk.

"Young master, are you going to the academy?" Ye Ran looked at the girl who refused to look directly at her. During these days, she couldn't see anyone, and she even seldom talked.

Holding the bookcase, Wen Zijin looked nervously at the lotus in the pool on the other side. It will be the beginning of summer, and the pink buds will stand gracefully, waiting for the right season to bloom.

The two figures were reflected on the calm water, and Wen Zijin slowed down his breathing and replied, "Well, there are classes in the academy today."

Ye Ran looked at this awkward girl, but didn't know how to get along with her, so she slowly turned to her side and said, "Then don't waste time, when the young master comes back this afternoon, I happen to have a scripture to explain to the young master."

In the early years when telling stories, Wen Zijin took the initiative to find Sister Ye with the book, but now Sister Ye took the initiative to explain, but Wen Zijin was a little panicked.

Obviously, sister Ye treats me so well, but I have strange thoughts about sister Ye, it's really...

It's too disobedient.

"Zijin, I have something to do this afternoon, so I may not be able to listen to Sister Ye explaining the scriptures." Wen Zijin lied with a blushing face, and without waiting for a reaction, said in a low voice, "I'm going to be late, Zijin has to go to the academy first."

The bell of the college rang, and Wen Zijin withdrew his thoughts, pursed his lips slightly, turned his head to look at the warm sun outside, and sighed inadvertently.

Girls first know the taste of sorrow.

Sure enough, she was still too stupid. Sister Ye was finally willing to explain the scriptures, but this time she refused, and she didn't know when the next time would be.

After the students left the academy one after another in the afternoon, Wen Zijin packed up the utensils, and Qin Yu beside him was carrying the bookcase: "Hey, Zijin, why are you out of your mind today?"

"No." Wen Zijin stopped packing up the utensils, "I plan to go to the college's library to read later."

Qin Yu looked at Wen Zijin in disbelief and shook his head, "It's hard to get out of school, and you still have to go to the Library Pavilion. I really don't understand what's going on in your head."

Wen Zijin got up with the bookcase and walked to Qin Yu's side and said in a low voice, "Actually, I don't know what's going on in my head right now."

The two parted ways, and Wen Zijin entered the Library Pavilion, wandering among the bookshelves at will.

At this time, there were no students in the academy, so it was extremely quiet.

Wen Zijin, who has loved reading since she was a child, has always believed that books are a magical existence.

It can record many things and explain many things.

In the past, when he couldn't go out, Wen Zijin would hold a book all day long. Books can make people forget the boredom of reality.

Although there are many books to read now, most of them are poems and essays, some of which are still very obscure.

Wen Zijin wanted to find books about dreams, whenever he saw books with the word dream, he would take out all of them, and after a while, he chose several books and sat alone in the aisle between the bookshelves.

Outside the window, the tinkling of bells could be faintly heard, and the sunlight shone through the window into the aisle, and even Wen Zijin's body became a little hot from the sun.

Looking up the meaning of the simplest vocabulary, the first thing to turn to is the article about thinking by day and dreaming by night.

This is not difficult to understand, the general idea is that whatever you think about during the day, you will also dream about something at night.

But you don't always think about sister Ye?

The most important thing is why do you want to kiss Sister Ye?

The more Wen Zijin thought about it, the redder her cheeks became, and even her white and tender earlobes were also dyed red.

"I think about it every day, and I dream at night. I also think about it, but I don't have a dream. If you think about it, let's dream together."

The slightly green voice read it clearly, Wen Zijin paused with his fingertips next to the word, his brows furrowed again, and the last two sentences made people feel a little confused again.

Could it be that this dream is useless if one person thinks about it, but it can only be realized if two people think about it at the same time?

Wen Zijin clutched the book tightly as if he had discovered some shocking secret. The beating in his heart was particularly obvious in this quiet library, and there was a tendency to jump faster and faster.

This is impossible!

It is rare for the two of them to even hold hands on weekdays, not to mention that Sister Ye doesn't seem like someone who likes to be close, so is it really okay to kiss like that?

Wen Zijin, who was completely immersed in the book, obviously did not notice a figure standing quietly aside.

Ye Ran looked at the girl holding the book, sometimes frowning in deep thought, and sometimes blushing and laughing foolishly, as if reading a book into a spell.

Can't help but worry tight.

But then it occurred to her that the girl would rather stay alone in this huge library than stay with herself for a while.

The discomfort caused by the girl's refusal to listen to the scriptures in the morning increased a bit.

Is the book really so beautiful?

Hearing that the girl's heartbeat became faster and faster, Ye Ran, who already had excellent hearing, could obviously hear that unusual heartbeat.

I'm afraid that if the girl continues like this, she will really become a nerd.

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