They came back late, and Zheng's mother had already gone to bed. Zheng Yu didn't turn on the light and slowly walked upstairs.
Possibly due to the environment, Chen Jing couldn't help but hold her breath. In a daze, it seemed like she was having an affair with Zheng Yu, and the tension was mixed with a little excitement.
Zheng Yu's room continues the style of high school, but the space is larger. The heavy textbooks have been replaced by exquisite model figurines, among which there are a few items that Chen Jing is extremely familiar with.
"Most of the gifts you gave to Jiang Yuandong are almost all here."
Chen Jing knows that some things were given to Jiang Yuandong by Zheng Yu, but he was surprised by the amount.
"In fact, there aren't many things," Zheng Yu seemed to see what he was thinking and explained, "Basically, they are all things I asked for after waking up. He didn't even think about it and just gave them to me."
He had just woken up, and Jiang Yuandong had come to see him several times. He remembered that Chen Jing had given a lot of gifts to Jiang Yuandong. As soon as he mentioned it to Jiang Yuandong, he eagerly brought all the things over, without even asking why he wanted them or what he was going to do with them.
"I've collected them all."
"I actually gave him so many things?" Chen Jing was a bit dazed, he didn't remember many of them.
"Just throw them all away."
"Why?" These are probably all carefully selected by Chen Jing, Jiang Yuandong doesn't care, he cares.
Chen Jing looked at him and smiled, "Do you feel uncomfortable putting all these in your room?"
Of course he hesitated. Seeing these things always reminded him of Jiang Yuandong, but he couldn't bear to throw them away. Chen Jing could see his dilemma. "I'll buy you new ones."
He gave her many gifts, but it seems he has never given her a decent gift. He lifted his head and kissed her on the lips, saying, "Consider this a down payment, I owe you the rest."
Zheng Yu's eyes lit up instantly and he immediately chased after her to kiss her. Chen Jing laughed and dodged, deliberately not letting him kiss her.
Zheng Yu grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, "I'll listen to you, I'll throw them all away."
After saying that, she kissed him without hesitation. Chen Jing's hands wrapped around his neck, and her tongue timidly licked between his lips before being caught mercilessly. It was too late to escape. Chen Jing took a step back from the kiss, leaning against the wall behind her, completely enveloped in his embrace, forced to endure the kiss with her head tilted back.
And Zheng Yu's hand quietly slipped under his clothes, gently caressing the skin at his waist. Chen Jing's body trembled slightly, as if the skin had been electrified, sending a sensation through his bones and limbs.
Chen Jing went weak all over from the kiss, almost unable to stand. Zheng Yu wrapped his arm around his waist, lifting him up and placing him on the bed.
The dazed Chen Jing hadn't realized what was happening yet when Zheng Yu let go of him and he fell backwards. As Chen Jing struggled to get up, Zheng Yu pressed down on him, one hand holding the back of his head and the other roaming more boldly down his back.
Finally, just as he was about to reach into his sweatpants, Chen Jing regained her voice, " Zheng Yu."
Her voice sounded pitiful and trembled, with a hint of crying. Zheng Yu backed away and looked at him.
Chen Jing's eyes were filled with tears, on the verge of falling but not yet fallen, her swollen lips slightly parted, as if unable to close.
Zheng Yu kissed her swollen lips and raised an eyebrow, "You were only scared after being taken away, it's too late, little white rabbit."
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