Chu Qianqian tightened her fingers holding the teacup, pretending to be careless and asked, "Jingxing, don't you like me?"

"This is not a question of whether you like it or not." Bo Jingxing spoke tepidly, "I just think that if you continue like this, it may not be fair to Miss Chu."

Chu Qianqian blinked, looked into his bottomless eyes, and felt a moment of palpitations unexpectedly.

so……

He was actually thinking about her?

The expression between the eyebrows and eyes softened, and Chu Qianqian said seriously: "If you don't like me, but because you still have a first love position in your heart, I actually don't mind."

Bo Jingxing's dark eyes appeared a little helpless, and he played with the small and exquisite teacup in his hand, "Isn't this too wronged Miss Chu?"

"There is nothing to be wronged, right?" Chu Qianqian tilted her head blankly and asked in confusion: "Do you think I will make you forget your first love and fall in love with me again?"

Bo Jingxing nodded slightly, "I think this is fair to Miss Chu."

"It's okay, I don't feel wronged at all."

Chu Qianqian smiled brightly. She didn't hate Bo Jingxing's seriousness and said seriously: "After all, feelings are not something you can forget just by wanting to forget."

Seeing Bo Jingxing remained silent, she continued to say: "All of us have had first love, and how many of us can marry and have children in the end?"

Bo Jingxing sighed indifferently: "Miss Chu can see through more clearly than me."

"Because I have similar experiences, everyone has them, right?"

He pointed at himself with a smile, and Chu Qianqian began to recall: "My first love was fourteen years old. I liked the classmates in the class, but he liked other girls. I cried for him several times. At that time, I felt the world

The most pitiful person on the table is me, now..."

Trying to recall the sound and appearance of his first love, Chu Qianqian got nothing and smiled lazyly: "I don't know if he got married or had children. We have never seen each other again after graduating from junior high school. I don't seem to remember his name anymore."

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Because you were only fourteen years old at that time, the so-called first love was more like a joke and could not have too much impact."

"It makes sense to say this." Chu Qianqian tilted her head, stared at his handsome face, and asked suspiciously: "Jingxing, if you don't like me, please tell me, okay? I don't like to play dumb puzzles."

"I said that we just met just now, and it's too early to like or not." Bo Jingxing replied calmly, "If you really don't mind that there is another girl in my heart, we can try to get along with each other.

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"I don't mind... If it were another man, I wouldn't tell me these past events at all."

Chu Qianqian spread her hands and looked at his quiet face, wanting him to understand her thoughts.

"Jing Xing, if one day your first love comes back and you find that she is more moved than me. When we break up peacefully, I will never pester it. What about it?"

Such prerequisites are obviously more beneficial to men.

Bo Jingxing looked at her silently for a moment, not understanding the reason why she did this: "As long as she comes back, I will probably break up with you."

"That's why my charm is not as good as others. I'm willing to accept the loss. There's nothing to complain about."

Chu Qianqian yawned casually, thinking that Bo Jingxing's seriousness was a bit cute, and said slowly and temptedly: "After all, we are free without getting married, so of course we can choose a more suitable lover."

That being said.

She is very confident and doesn't believe that she will lose to her first love who has not appeared in three years.

But there is no need to say these words to Bo Jingxing. She needs his most agreement to date now, and it is no problem to take other things slowly.

Seeing that Chu Qianqian was so confident, Bo Jingxing no longer rejected her intentions: "Since Miss Chu thinks this way, we can try to date."

“That’s great!”

With a happy face raised, Chu Qianqian thought about what her boyfriend and girlfriend could do, pouted and wanted a kiss: "Jing Xing, moma!"

Bo Jingxing looked at her in silence and said as if nothing had happened: "Miss Chu, I am a very traditional type."

In other words...can't you kiss?

Chu Qianqian looked at him innocently, and returned to her serious face in depressed mood, "Just kiss me, it's the 21st century now!"

Bo Jingxing didn't answer her words, looked at the deep night outside, and said slowly: "Miss Chu, it's very late, I'm leaving."

Humph, just serious!

Chu Qianqian pursed her lips, wanting to keep him, but she didn't know how to get him to agree.

After a moment of thinking, she quickly thought of a roundabout way and said with great concern: "Jingxing, it's raining outside, so I'm not at ease to ask you to go back. There are three rooms in the presidential suite I have booked. You will temporarily

Just one night, let's leave tomorrow morning?"

Looking at the rainy screen that was slapping against the glass, Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment and took out his mobile phone to check the weather forecast.

Half an hour ago, a heavy rain alarm was issued in the city, and roadblocks were set up in the main streets to prevent traffic accidents.

Thinking that it would be difficult to get home smoothly, Bo Jingxing accepted Chu Qianqian's kindness and said lightly: "Okay, I'll stay."

Chu Qianqian was overjoyed and almost jumped up from the sofa.

Forced herself to remember the setting of spraining her foot, she said enthusiastically: "This is the room I just booked today. The three bedrooms are very clean, you can stay in any room you want."

Bo Jingxing looked at her and stood up and left: "Wait a minute, I'll ask if there is any other room in the hotel."

I watched the man's slender figure disappear from his sight.

Chu Qianqian blinked her eyes in a daze and pouted her mouth depressedly, "What? You're not living in a room, are you afraid that I will attack him at night?"

Just as she was muttering and complaining, the ringtone of her cell phone rang.

Chu Qianqian touched her phone, looked at the display above, and answered it in her ear: "Brother, I'm in the hotel, have you and your sister-in-law come home successfully?"

"We're fine." Chu Xinian's low magnetic voice came from his phone: "Is Professor Bo still there?"

"He originally planned to leave, but the weather was really bad, so I kept him in the hotel."

Speaking of this, Chu Qianqian complained in dishearteningly: "Jing Xing is so serious in normal times? Or is he not like me at all?"

Chu Xinian was quiet and asked with a smile: "He asked you to call him Jingxing?"

"I asked him if he could, and he said it was OK."

Chu Qianqian fell on the sofa, looked up at the strange ceiling, and reported the situation in a depressed manner: "He agreed to date me and tried to kiss me. He didn't agree to kiss me. The room I live in was three bedrooms and one living room, and he would like to open it again.

The room is like a thief who guards me."

"I guess I see your nature and don't want to get too involved with you." Chu Xinian said lightly: "Professor Bo looks approachable, but he is actually a very principled type. He won't touch you easily."

"I don't mind." Chu Qianqian buried her face in the pillow and looked at the door with great anticipation: "Brother, guess if he is just pretending, come back with me later..."

Before he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door.

"Ah, he's back!"

Chu Qianqian was so excited that she turned off her phone and went to open the door weakly.

Seeing her open the door, Bo Jingxing's handsome eyebrows were full of helplessness: "Because of the heavy rain, the hotel is full, and those who don't get the room are sitting in the hall. I can only come to you to get a room."

"Welcome." Chu Qianqian turned sideways and moved away, "You can live in the largest room, I will live in the one on your left!"

"No, I'll give you the best room." Bo Jingxing said, and walked straight to the room on his left hand, pushed open the door and looked back, "I want to take a shower, you can rest early, Miss Chu."

Chu Qianqian nodded as if she pecked at the rice, and wanted to wash it with him.

But thinking about Chu Xinian's warning, she suppressed her eagerness and returned to the largest room lonely and turned on the faucet in the bathroom.

It took some time to put a full bathtub of water for herself. Chu Qianqian took off the clothes that did not match her taste, lay in the bathtub and closed her eyes, guessing whether Bo Jingxing had finished washing.

Fantasizing about what it would be like for a man to take off his suit and tie, Chu Qianqian quickly washed herself and ran to the kitchen to make a clumsy fruit plate, holding it and knocking on Bo Jingxing's door.

Guessing that she would not let him go easily, Bo Jingxing calmly opened the door.

Seeing the man in a bathrobe appearing in front of him, Chu Qianqian's eyes fell on his clearly textured chest. Unexpectedly, Bo Jingxing was the type who looked slim in clothes and had flesh on her clothes.

By the way, professors and scholars are 80% of them who are not interested in the face, while Bo Jingxing seems to have maintained the habit of fitness all year round.

Forced herself not to act lustful, Chu Qianqian brought the fruit plate to him: "In addition to this, there are quick-frozen foods in the refrigerator that can be used in the microwave. Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"Thank you." Bo Jingxing took her love fruit plate and lowered his eyes to look at the messy fruit, "I'm not hungry."

"Then... are you going to sleep?"

Chu Qianqian was slow to leave.

Even if she can't develop with him tonight, chatting is a part of enhancing feelings. She reminded her very proactively: "I'm not sleepy yet."

Of course, Bo Jingxing could hear the hints in her words, but just pretended not to understand: "Ms. Chu will participate in the ancestor worship activities tomorrow, so it is better to have a breakfast break."

"...Okay." After agreeing aggrievedly, Chu Qianqian instructed before leaving: "Don't call me Miss Chu, call me Qianqian. Are we already dating?"

Bo Jingxing couldn't stand her enthusiasm, so he carefully gave an inexplicable answer: "Okay, Qianqian."

Even so, his voice was warm and he was particularly pleasant when he spoke her name.
Chapter completed!