Chapter 290: not kissed enough

Chapter 290 Not Kissed Enough

Nan Kang has always believed in himself as an assistant.

"Feeding." He repeated the word.

Nankang's face immediately became cloudy after hearing the assistant's findings, which made the assistant who knew him well feel that something was wrong.

The slight wrinkles on his face were crowded together, looking a little scary.

The assistant nodded slowly, "Yes."

Even he himself did not believe this result.

But judging from the news sent, it is indeed the case.

"...the schedule has been postponed." Nan Kang got up. "Send the information to my phone."

His face sank like water, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was flattened into a straight line.

Nankang's last remaining patience was also wiped out by Zheng Yue. He drove directly on the road, without even caring about the traffic lights, and stepped on the accelerator to the end, causing the whole car to fly out like an arrow from the string.

"I'm sick! Driving so fast to reincarnate?!" The passerby next to him cursed fiercely.

Gloom and anger hovered in his heart, the tie was put on his arm at a crooked angle, but Nan Kang didn't seem to see it, he just kept silent, but the atmosphere in the whole car was heavy and breathless Come.

Not only Zheng Yue, Murong Qiao also sent people to watch Nankang's movements.

So almost when Nankang drove away from the company, Murong Qiao received the news.

"Hmm—" She was in a good mood, and even hummed the song from the new album recently released by the BAS group.

But at the moment, he is in class, and Murong Qiao's actions will not be too presumptuous.

Huo Yichen, who was sitting next to her, noticed Murong Qiao's happy mood, and turned his head to look at her.

He put down his pen, "What good thing happened to be so happy?"

Murong Qiao pursed his lips and smiled, and blinked at Huo Yichen with lively eyes. The hand placed under the table was dishonest, and secretly took Huo Yichen's hand, and even scratched the other's palm with his fingertips.

"Because I feel—" Murong Qiao leaned closer to his ear, "There will be a good show soon."

Her voice was light and ethereal, and the heat she exhaled was heavier than her voice.

Huo Yichen tried his best to focus on what Murong Qiao said, but the heat that rushed to his ears accompanied by the rhythm showed his sense of existence, which made his heart warm up.

The two of them were sitting in the corner of the library at the moment, and Murong Qiao wasn't so scruples about his actions. Looking at the tips of his ears that were turning red because of his words, he gradually felt flirtatious in his heart.

"The tips of your ears are so red." She asked intentionally.

Murong Qiao stopped reading at all, and just rested his chin on his hands and looked at Huo Yichen who was sitting opposite him.

Based on the lesson of being caught by the third brother Murong Chuan last time, this time Murong Qiao deliberately chose a double seat and hid it behind the bookshelf, so that if someone comes over, they can be seen clearly.

Huo Yichen was treated like this by her, how could he have the heart to read the book.

Helpfully and amusedly, he firmly held Murong Qiao's messy hand under the table, controlling him not to be funny.

Huo Yichen lowered his voice, "Can't wait anymore?"

Today, the two made an appointment to study in the library, and they have already stayed all afternoon.

"A little bit." Murong Qiao admitted honestly.

If she came here to study by herself, she could still read well, but the key is that Huo Yichen is right in front of her, and Murong Qiao's thoughts can't help but drift towards him.

I have to admit that even if Huo Yichen sat in front of her without speaking, Murong Qiao felt that he would not get tired of watching it all afternoon, and even wanted to continue to stay like this.

Huo Yichen also indulged her, "Okay, I'll finish writing this note."

Fortunately, today's study plan has been completed. After he finished speaking, he even accelerated the speed of writing in his hands.

Murong Qiao nodded in response, intending to obediently sit in his seat and wait for Huo Yichen to finish, but his ears caught a faint voice, and it was approaching them.

"Is the book you are looking for here..."

"I remember it was stuffed into the last row of bookshelves last time, why don't you look for it with me."

It sounded like two female students came to look for books together. Murong Qiao didn't want to pay attention at first, and casually glanced at the two figures that appeared on the other side of the book.

Two female students appeared next to the bookshelf, and their original voice stopped abruptly when they saw the presence of Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen.

"Then, is that Huo Xiaocao?" The girl with a ponytail asked in surprise.

The other person was also stunned, "It seems to be, I remember you don't like him very much?"

Ponytail Shan blushed immediately at what she said, and hurriedly waved his hands.

"He has a girlfriend..." She shook her head.

But the other girl seemed to join in the fun, and kept pulling her ponytail with her hands, and talked to encourage her from time to time.

"Why are you panicking, just ask for a contact information, in case later—" She didn't say the latter.

The two stopped looking for books at the moment, and stood by the bookshelf, watching Huo Yichen secretly through this obstacle.

Murong Qiao, who was almost regarded as air, did not hear clearly what the two girls were secretly plotting.

But from the blushing face with the single ponytail and the gaze that kept looking at Huo Yichen, Murong Qiao could somewhat guess it.

She had an idea almost in the next second, and then got up from the seat without leaving at all, leaning towards Huo Yichen, as if her upper body was lying on the table.

"Huh?" Huo Yichen looked up.

Murong Qiao gave him a wink, "Don't move."

Huo Yichen didn't know why, but he still listened to her and just sat in his own seat.

The distance between the two gradually narrowed, so close that Murong Qiao could even clearly see that Huo Yichen's eyelashes were all distinct, and his beautiful eyebrows and eyes...

She took the initiative to kiss her, but she didn't close her eyes. She met Huo Yichen's gaze when she raised her eyes. It was as if sparks exploded in the air, making her suddenly feel that the temperature around her had risen.

The two soft lips rub together intimately, creating an ambiguous atmosphere for this small piece of pure learning sanctuary.

"They—" the girl exclaimed.

Kissing in the library, this is too exciting!

Fortunately, the single ponytail was very winking, and quickly reached out to cover the other's mouth, so as not to make a sound that would let the two of them discover their existence, but this had the opposite effect, directly knocking the book down.

The heavy book hit the ground with a muffled sound, but none of the four people present paid attention to the book.

Although Murong Qiao had already discovered it, it would be better to say that this kiss was a little more domineering and possessive, telling them clearly that Huo Yichen belonged to her.

"Oh!" Murong Qiao was suddenly bitten on his lower lip.

She widened her eyes, surprised and aggrieved eyes flickered in her eyes, she turned her attention away from the two girls and looked back at Huo Yichen.

Why are you still biting?

Probably seeing the accusation in Murong Qiao's eyes, Huo Yichen turned against the guest, threw the pen aside, and pressed the back of Murong Qiao's head with his hands, preventing her from escaping from his hands.

His magnetic voice overflowed with a few smiles, "You don't pay attention when kissing, and you're still so confident?"

Huo Yichen naturally heard the sound from the bookshelf, but this did not prevent Murong Qiao from taking the initiative to provoke him.

When they were recuperating in the hospital a few days ago, considering Murong Zheng's existence, the two of them behaved much more restrained than usual, even kissing and hugging were rejected by Murong Qiao with a blushing face.

Now the opportunity has come, he will be a ghost if he can let Murong Qiao go.

"You don't want to leave until you kiss enough."