"But we haven't kissed in days." Jin Beisheng lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes looking even more mysterious in the darkness as they gently stirred.
Hearing his tone, it sounded as if he had been wronged. Zhou Manzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Northson, you really are like a child." Zhou Man turned around, his red face revealing a shy expression, lying on Jin Beisan's chest.
"Alright, little demoness. I'll let you off tonight." Jin Beisheng narrowed his eyes helplessly. There was a trace of unease in his eyes, but it was more out of love for Zhou Manzhen.
"Good night, Grand Fiend." Zhou Manzhen mischievously stuck out her tongue, and then reached out her right hand to touch Jin Beisan's face.
"Good night, baby." Jin Beisen slowly raised his eyes, a trace of a smile could be seen in his eyes, a devilish smile could be seen on his handsome face.
The next morning.
Jin Bei Sen finished washing his face and was about to step out of the room with Zhou Manzheng in his arms. However, the moment he opened the door, Zhou Manzheng patted her head and said in realization, "Oh, I forgot to bring my phone."
As soon as he said that, Zhou Manzhen came out of Jin Beiseng's arms, turned around and walked towards the bedside table to get his phone.
With a "kacha" sound, the door was opened ??
Out of the corner of his eye, Jin Beiseng saw a beige white box on the ground. He squatted down, picked up the box with his bony and slender fingers, and looked up and down at it while pondering, who put this box here?
But in the next second, Jin Beiseng opened the box and saw a small card quietly lying on top of the blue scarf. Jin Beisan smiled, the words on the card were very pretty, and it could be seen that it was Zhou Man's hand.
Beisen, happy birthday, this scarf I made myself, don't mind it! Love you.
The signature was from Zhou Manzhen.
A few simple lines of words, but like a warm ray of sunlight, deeply shone into Jin Beisan's heart.
His black eyes flickered with unspeakable emotions. This was the first birthday present he had received this year, and also the best one.
Zhou Manzhen quietly took the phone, quietly came behind Jin Beiseng, and hugged him from behind. Her ear was pressed against his back, and her lowered eyes showed a gentle look. She smiled warmly and said, "Beisan, happy birthday."
Jin Beisen turned around, turned Zhou Manzhen's body, looked at her face, reached out his hand and rubbed her head, his eyes filled with a doting look.
"Xiaochun, thank you. This is the best birthday present I've ever received." The corner of Jin Beisheng's mouth twitched, but his dark eyes were twinkling, and a faint smile was displayed on his handsome face.
"Put on the scarf and let me see." Zhou Manzhen took the scarf from Jin Beiseng's hand, reached up to help him put it around his neck with a smile.
The sea-blue scarf was fluffy, and it was worn around Jin Beisan's neck. It matched his skin color, and Jin Beiseng's skin was already white. Although Jin Beiseng didn't see what it looked like when he wore the scarf, he felt his heart warm up.
"Silly woman, I like her very much." Jin Beisen touched his scarf, also touched Zhou Manzhen's head, stroking her soft hair with his palm.
"It's good that you like it. It wasn't in vain that I stayed up all night." Zhou Man said with a bright and pure smile.
"You came home to give me a birthday present?" Jin Beisen said with a face full of surprise.
Zhou Manzhen was also sincere as he nodded and said, "Yeah, look at me. I've got dark circles under my eyes."
"Don't be like this in the future. Birthdays are meaningless to me. I usually don't have any more than birthdays." Jin Beisen suddenly said with a stern face.
"Alright, I understand. Haha, you must always surround it this winter!" Zhou Manzhen smiled as he went into Jin Beiseng's arms, and said coquettishly.
"Yes, I will definitely wear him forever."
In previous winters, no matter how cold it had been, Jin had never worn a scarf, and he was not afraid of the cold himself.
However, this winter, there was a person who could warm him and a scarf around his body. Happiness was just that simple. Small details would often decide everything.
A City First High School.
The sun was warm in the middle of the third year and fifth class. A middle-aged man was writing on the blackboard with a piece of chalk. Spittle was flying from his mouth as he spoke with great passion.
Ring, ring, ring...
Everyone was waiting for the teacher to tell them to end the class. This was because the next class was physical education, which was the favorite class of their junior high students. Compared to those boring cultural classes, physical education was much better.
"Class is over." Teacher Wang put down the chalk and said solemnly from the podium.
"Stand up." Yu Ina quickly stood up from her seat and said.
"Farewell, students."
"Goodbye, teacher." After finishing the physics lesson, it was as if he had lost half his life, and was even more tired than after ru
ing 800 meters.
In an instant, the originally quiet classroom became lively. The students chatted back and forth. Yu Ina tidied up her desk, took out a cup of water from under the desk, and drank some water.
Lin Qiao walked over hesitantly, her hands behind her back as she mysteriously called out: "Na Na."
Yu Ina raised her eyes. A smile could be seen in her bright eyes. She replied, "Coincidentally, what's wrong?"
Lin Qiao looked around the room like a thief. When she saw her classmates leaving one after another, she pulled out a chair next to Yu Ina and sat down.
However, Lin Qiao's hands were still placed behind her back. Yu Ina thought it was very strange, so she narrowed her eyes and glanced at her.
"Nana, is there anyone that Wu Chen likes?" Lin Qiao asked calmly, seemingly doubting.
Yu Ina subconsciously rubbed her forehead, her red lips curling up into a smile. She closed her water cup and said, "Coincidentally, how would I know? You should ask him. "
"Haven't you been very close to him lately? I thought you knew. " Lin Qiao's head drooped, but Yu Ina did not notice the change in her expression.
The jealousy of a woman was truly a terrifying thing. Lin Qiao was just a young girl around the age of seventeen or eighteen, but deep in her heart, she was deeply jealous of Yu Ina. Yu Ina had better grades, better looks, and was also the class monitor.
Last week, when Yu Ina and Wu Chen went to the movies, they were secretly photographed. The photos were uploaded to the Tieba in No.1 Middle School, causing a huge commotion. However, within a few hours, the photos were deleted.
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