follow my heart

Meng Buqing came over with a blanket, and saw Ji Wan sitting upright in front of the computer, looking serious about her work.Her expression was calm, as if she had been having some serious and important meeting just now.

"Mr. Ji," Meng Buqing came over with a blanket in his arms, bent down to help her plug in the hot water bottle, and said casually, "Why are you so busy with so many things?"

Ji Wan didn't say a word.

She took the blanket to cover her legs and asked, "What time are you going out later?"

Meng Buqing thought for a while: "It is said that dinner starts at six o'clock. I will take the subway there. It will take about half an hour on the way. Just go out at 05:30."

Ji Wan couldn't help laughing: "You are going to celebrate your birthday, shouldn't you sit down early and have a chat with your relatives?"

Meng Buqing rolled his eyes, pretending he didn't hear.

She took out her mobile phone, quickly replied to her friend's message, and then asked, "If I sit next to you and play games, will you think I'm noisy?"

Ji Wan bent her lips and smiled, and said in a lazy and intimate tone: "I don't mind."

"..."

Meng Buqing was teased again by her soft voice.

I typed in my hand and sent it quickly.In my mind, I was distracted thinking, how could someone speak normally, with a voice like a hook made of a feather.

Soon someone made a speech in the small game group.

Meng Buqing was connected, and she didn't have the earphones at hand, so she turned the volume of the phone to one bar and turned off the sound of the game itself.Lie casually on the sofa and form a group with others to play dungeons.

The sun was shining, and the living room was quiet and warm.

All the publication manuscripts in Ji Wan's hands were handed over yesterday.Facing the blank document, she typed a subtitle for the new document, and she didn't want to rush to write anything.

She turned her face and saw Meng Buqing lying on the sofa, the skirt of the short skirt would cover her buttocks, revealing the lace edges of light black leggings.

The lines of the slender legs are as perfect as carvings, and they are even whiter by the light, and they are placed generously.

Still shaking slightly.

Ji Wan's gaze paused, she turned her face away, and opened the blanket to cover her legs: "Is this skirt a bit short?"

"What's the matter, can't stand your motherly love?" Meng Buqing looked up at her teasingly.

Ji Wan glared at her.

After a few seconds of silence, the hands-free voice came out clearly from the mobile phone: "It was your mother just now? Wow, the voice is so nice, so young, and you can hear Susu's feelings in just one sentence! Can you let auntie talk more? Say a few words?"

Meng Buqing: "..."

Ji Wan: "..."

Meng Buqing coughed heavily, and changed the subject: "Is everyone here? I'm going in soon. I have something to do later."

"I'm coming!"

"Hurry up, see you at the old place."

Ji Wan stopped talking.

Cui Youran was belatedly connected to the voice, and apologized repeatedly, saying that she went to get takeaway, and the signal in the elevator was not good just now.Meng Buqing said very gently that it doesn't matter.

The one who had made an appointment to play billiards let her dove once.

In order to make up for it, Meng Buqing took good care of her in the game. Whether it was fighting monsters or collecting materials, she always rushed to the front.

He also told her to be careful from time to time, and praised the cute little skirts on her characters.

After playing for a while, Cui Youran's friend suddenly said enviously, "Yuanyuan's big sister is so nice~"

Cui Youran also laughed cheerfully: "Sister is so kind!"

"..."

Ji Wan was listening, and suddenly felt a little weird.

What was wrong, she couldn't remember for a while.After thinking for a while, I retrieved it from the keywords of the chat records.

Listening to them talking about one sister and one sister.

Ji Wan suppressed her smile, found a piece of draft paper, and hurriedly wrote on the paper: "Are they all your freshman girls?"

Meng Buqing looked down, he was still skillfully beating monsters in his hands, and said casually, "I don't know...are you all freshmen?"

There was a sudden collective silence on the phone.

Then it exploded in surprise: "Who? Who is the freshman's little sister?"

"..."

Cui Youran's voice was clear and delicate: "Lily and I are in the second year of research, Kaifeng is a senior, and no one is a freshman."

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips twitched, he opened his mouth, and asked again: "Is anyone skipping a grade?"

Cui Youran: "No? What's the matter?"

half an hour.

Meng Buqing turned off the microphone, turned his head and lowered his voice and asked Ji Wan seriously: "Am I very old?"

How could she be judged as an older sister by a senior sister upon meeting her face to face?

And with a group of people calling it that...

"How can you be old?" Ji Wan pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, and said solemnly, "Maybe she looks smart, making people feel that she must already be a doctoral student."

Meng Buqing stared at her closely, judging whether it was true or false, and sighed for a moment, "Okay! It must be like this!"

The characters on the screen are controlled to walk fast left and right.

Her tone was still unbelievable, and she murmured, "I thought she was a school girl...the little sister who has been with me happily for so long...it's not my sister..."

Hearing her tone seemed to be very concerned.

Ji Wan asked quietly: "You like someone younger than you?"

Meng Buqing quickly looked up at her.I always feel that this question is weird and seems to have a deep meaning, but I can't figure out what the meaning is, so I can only lower my eyelids and say vaguely: "Yeah."

"..."

Ji Wan didn't speak anymore.

She looked back at the computer screen, a blank document, with a thin vertical cursor flashing faintly behind the subtitle.

The position where she was sitting was against the light, and her face was a little gloomy.

He raised his hand and typed a few words on the keyboard. In fact, it was an idea he had long ago, but the writing was still unfamiliar when he typed it out.

After playing the game for a while, I passed all the tasks of the day.

Meng Buqing chatted with them casually, seeing that it was getting late, he hung up Lianmai.He raised his hand and rubbed his stiff neck, tilted his face, and asked Ji Wan, "Isn't work over yet? I want to play chess with you."

"..."

Ji Wan had no expression on her face, but she put her hands together on the computer and moved it away to make room for the chessboard on the table.

"Okay?" Meng Buqing's eyes lit up, she hurriedly got up from the sofa and sat across from her, and obediently took out the chess box, "This time you go first, I want to try to get the white pieces."

"Row."

Ji Wan didn't lay down Tianyuan this time, she took the star position and occupied the corner in a regular manner.

"You'll be at home later," Meng Buqing followed closely, not in a serious mood playing chess, and asked in a chat, "How will we solve it at night?"

"Take out, or go out to eat."

"Have you thought about it yet?"

"Ah."

"You'd better go out to eat..." Meng Buqing was prejudiced against food delivery, and was afraid that she would forget to add salt or put a lot of salt when cooking, or that she would burn herself.

She counted the time.

Since she was going to play chess, it wasn't enough to make dinner for her before going out.

"Yesterday you taught me four dishes, but I only made two of them," Ji Wan said suddenly, "I can cook the other two tonight, so as not to forget the steps."

"Don't, if you forget the steps, I can teach you again," Meng Buqing painstakingly said, "Don't cook when I'm not around."

Ji Wan's movements paused, she withdrew her hand, and looked up at her with a smile on her face, "Do I need you to be by my side when I cook from now on?"

The articulation of the word needs to be light.

Like seduction, like mockery.

Meng Buqing looked at her stupidly: "Huh?"

She went on to say, "Of course that's not what it means. It's just that you haven't learned it yet. If I'm watching from the side, it will be better at least...at least."

Words do not convey meaning.

The white ball on the fingertips is also in a hurry.

Ji Wan didn't say a word, the black stone she held in her right hand slowly moved on the chess piece in the palm of her left hand.

Keep your eyes on the chessboard.

"You are down here." A slightly lowered voice.

"What's wrong?" Meng Buqing was stunned.

"What is the value of this seed, should you eat it? Your ability can clearly calculate it," Ji Wan said softly, "But when you see that it's almost the same, you just follow the formula."

"..."

"I didn't manage the chessboard at all."

Meng Buqing didn't pay attention just now, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, staring at the chessboard.

After hearing the words and looking carefully, it was indeed a mistake.

He wanted to pick up the wrong chess piece, but he didn't know if breaking the rule of no regrets would make her even more angry.I was a little at a loss for a while.

"When you were studying mathematics, you just simply memorized the formulas to do the questions. It was almost enough?" Ji Wan pointed out calmly, "No wonder your grades are not very good."

"..."

It's not hard to say.

But the sudden and harsh tone still made people's heart tighten.Meng Buqing realized that she was really angry, a little flustered, and a little unexpectedly confused.

"I'm sorry, I didn't play well..."

Meng Buqing lowered her eyes and apologized.

The sky outside the window was getting dark, and there was a draft that gently brushed the long hair of the two of them.

After a long while, Ji Wan saw her bowing her head and admitting her mistake, she was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed softly and said, "Sorry, I'm pissing you off."

Meng Buqing pursed her lips and looked up at her.

She frowned slightly, her black and clear eyes seemed to be full of grievances and injuries.Reflecting the light, it looks watery.

Ji Wan thought for a while, and comforted her in a low voice: "The teacher will only be serious with gifted students."

"..."

It's just that the tone is softer, and it is depressed and gentle, full of affection and very seductive.This kind of deceitful tone can directly penetrate into the bottom of people's hearts.

Meng Buqing's eyes were full of complex colors.

Seeing her silent, Ji Wan leaned forward slightly.

To see the look on her face.

The neckline of her knitted sweater showed her white and lustrous collarbone more and more with the movement, and the thin necklace hanging around her neck shook a few times, and the broken light shone in Meng Buqing's downcast eyes.

Swing into my heart one by one.

As if bewitched, she stretched out her hand out of nowhere.

He hooked his index finger and stuck the thin chain on his fingertips.

Pulled forward slowly.

Ji Wan was forced to move forward with strength, raised her chin, and her eyes met those quiet eyes that were close at hand.

She was shocked for a moment, her heart beating like a drum.He closed his eyes and opened them quickly.

Don't know how to react.

Meng Buqing took a panoramic view of her panic at this moment, suddenly bent her lips, and said with a very gentle and innocent smile: "You are allowed to be fierce."