Ji Junxue's handsome face unconsciously turned a charming rosy red.
He softly murmured.
"Jing Che!"
Jing Che gave a seductive smile.
"Junxue, do you like me?"
"..." Ji Junxue's mind went blank, and instinctively he responded, "Jing Che, I like you!"
The next second, Jing Che turned his head and sealed it with his soft lips...
Ji Junxue suddenly opened his eyes wide and sat up straight from the bed.
The scene from the dream replayed in his mind, his face flushed red.
How could he have such a dream... a spring... dream?
After a while, Ji Junxue came to his senses; it was already daylight outside, and several of his classmates had already gotten up.
Across from Ji Junxue, Li Lirong was sitting on the edge of the bed eating breakfast, while Zhang Qing reached out, gently brushed off a grain of porridge from the corner of Li Lirong's mouth.
Then he fed it into his own mouth and lightly licked his fingertip.
