1194 In the Deep Vortex of His Pupils
His voice...
It was what Ye Qiaoxin had heard while sitting at the desk.
Rong Xuelong shook her head and waved her hand. âIâm okay, I wonât lose a piece of flesh.â
She straightened up and pinched her waist. âFortunately, thereâs no meat to lose.â
The young man smiled. âYouâre not fat. Why are you saying this?â
âCome on, Jiang Chenglong. Do you think you can get me to help you with your holiday homework just by saying such nice words?â
Rong Xuelong said lazily.
Ye Qiaoxin was shocked.
Rong Xuelong called that youth... Jiang Chenglong!
The young man was Jiang Chenglong. Then the boy just now was-
âThat bastard Jiang Chengxi, the next time we meet, see if I donât flatten his nose!â Rong Xuelong gritted her teeth angrily. âHe actually threw me to that group of hooligans halfway through our date! If I lost a piece of flesh today, I would have executed him by a thousand cuts!â
The young man called Jiang Chenglong wanted to say something but hesitated in the end.
âOkay.â Rong Xuelong touched the young manâs head. âI know youâre a good child and not the same as your bastard brother. Donât worry, Iâve already sorted out the lecture notes for next semester for you. Study hard and continue to be a good baby.â
The young man seemed to want to retort, but Rong Xuelong was in no mood to listen to him.
âIâm going home. Ah.â Rong Xuelong stretched her muscles. âI havenât ran like this for a long time. My bones are sore.â
The girl took out her phone.
Not long after, a car stopped in front of her.
âIâm going, Chenglong.â Rong Xuelong waved. âSee you tomorrow.â
Only until the girlâs car was far away did the young man look up with deep desire and loneliness in his eyes.
âIâm not a child...â He muttered to himself. âSister, donât treat me like a child...â
His eyes seemed to have a certain force. Ye Qiaoxin suddenly realized that he was already deep in his eyes and couldnât move.
He wanted to struggle, but the black vortex in Jiang Chenglongâs pupils swept him into the abyss.
...
Ye Qiaoxin looked up from the desk in cold sweat.
For a moment, he couldnât tell if that was a dream or if the present situation was a dream.
He actually fell asleep on the desk?
He even dreamed...
He looked at the time. Only ten minutes had passed.
What had he dreamed of?
He dreamed of Rong Xuelong and Jiang Chenglong.
This... how was this possible? Was it because that man was too important to Rong Xuelong that he had such a ridiculous dream?
He even dreamed that Rong Xuelong had other boyfriends.
Jiang Chengxi, who was that?
It was dawn.
But Ye Qiaoxin kept his eyes open.
So much so that Rong Xuelong was slightly stunned when she saw him.
âDid you not sleep well last night?â She asked casually.
Ye Qiaoxin nodded slightly.
He glanced at Rong Jinghui and Qiao Sisi, who were sitting beside Rong Xuelong and eating breakfast.
The two of them praised the chefâs culinary skills as they ate and even fed each other from time to time.
They were simply showing off their love.
âDo you know who Jiang Chengxi is?â Suddenly, Ye Qiaoxin asked without warning.
Rong Xuelong and Rong Jinghuiâs hands paused.
âWhy did you think of that bastard? Do you remember him?â Rong Jinghui put down the knife and fork in his hands.
Seeing this, Qiao Sisi immediately fed him the food in her spoon.
Ye Qiaoxin looked away and avoided the scene of deep love.