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"Ah …" Ah … "I'm in Feyer …"

The night breeze was chilly. Facing Qimu's excited expression, she seemed to be unafraid of heights. Being hugged by Young Master Jing, she kept looking around, looking left and right.

Qimu pointed at a building below from time to time, enthusiastically introducing the building by herself to Young Master Jing. One of them was talking non-stop, while the other didn't listen at all.

Young Master Jing was a hundred times more familiar with the scale and layout of this Qizhang Academy compared to her. After all, he had spent a lot more time at the Qizhang Academy than Qimu.

Young Master Jing felt Qimu's actions and frowned. He sighed and hugged her tighter. Shouldn't girls be as quiet as virgins?

However, this one in his arms was moving as if it was running away from a rabbit, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws. It was not worried for its own safety at all; it looked extremely happy.

"..."

"That's the lecture hall I usually attend …"

Qimu muttered in a low voice as her gaze gradually became clear. When the cold wind blew, her mind became much clearer. Feeling the warm shackles around her waist, she looked down and saw a pair of white jade-like hands. The smile on her face gradually disappeared.

Taking a deep breath, Qimu's mind was filled with countless fragmented images that she could not put together. However, she knew that she was drunk.

Soon after, she cast a glance at him with a guilty expression before withdrawing her gaze, pretending as if nothing had happened.

The young man glanced at Qimu, who was becoming quieter and quieter, and laughed. With a charming and ridiculing expression on his handsome face, he changed his direction and flew towards the courtyard in a corner of the Qizhang Academy.

"Is the alcohol awake?"

The youth and Qimu landed on the rooftop of the courtyard. When they had finished standing, his eyebrows shot up slightly. He immediately looked at Qimu and asked with an indifferent tone, but the mockery in his eyes was obvious.

On the rooftop, the bright white moonlight fell like a white cloak. It fell naturally on Young Master Jing's body, making his temperament even more outstanding and noble. He was like a god that came from the ninth heaven, unprofane and untouchable.

However, she almost blasphemed. Qimu recalled how she bent down to kiss him. She really wanted to find a hole to hide in. She was too ashamed to meet anyone.

At this moment, hearing Young Master Jing take the initiative to ask her, Qimu felt bitter in her heart. Just what did she do? In front of that youth, he had lost all face.

Qimu steeled her heart and made a swaying pose, saying in a daze:

"What wine?" I didn't wake up … "I didn't drink …"

Seeing that, Young Master Jing did not try to stop them. His charming eyes had a hint of playfulness in them as he said lightly:

"This is the rooftop, why don't you take a few more steps?"

Qimu carried on the principle of playing the fool and pretended to be stupid to the end. She continued to sway as if she couldn't hear what others were saying.

In order to look even more similar, Qimu had even started to giggle foolishly, pointing her fingers everywhere, but she just didn't want to look at the unparalleled handsome youth in front of her.

The young man enjoyed Qimu's unique drunkenness for a while before smiling. That smile was truly gorgeous. His eyebrows slightly raised as he walked towards Qimu step by step. A cool breeze blew at the corners of his clothes.

Qimu, on the other hand, had no time to appreciate the unparalleled elegance of the young man Jing Tian. As he approached, her heart was pounding like a little deer.

The smile on Qimu's face became more and more bitter. When he took a step forward, she took a step back, but even so, the distance between them became smaller and smaller. When Qimu took a step back, she would fall off the roof.

"That... Young Master Jing... Why don't we talk about it again? "

Qimu shot a glance behind her. Her back was just like a dark cliff. It startled her so much that she pursed her lips. With great difficulty, she forced out a smile as she cautiously spoke.

There was a wolf in the front and a tiger in the back. Qimu thought for a moment and felt that it would be better to discuss this with Young Master Jing a little bit more.

She only teased him a little, but she didn't really kiss him. At most, she could just compensate him with a fan! There was no need to be so fussy.

"About what?"

The young man stopped walking and cast a sidelong glance at Qimu. That smile that wasn't a smile made Qimu even more scared and guilty. If this young man really got angry, would he kick her down?

"Then... As for today's matters … Anyway, I didn't really do anything evil... "How about …"

Qimu smiled obsequiously with a pleading look in her eyes. Just now, she suddenly thought of a very serious problem. She had been drunk since she was drunk, so why did he bring her out?

No, do...

Young Master Jing snorted. The corner of his brows slightly raised. He bent over and put his lips next to Qimu's ear. His moving peach blossom eyes were very serious as he said in a soft voice.

"Think about it again. Did you really not do anything bad?"

The sudden warm breath beside her ear caused Qimu's body to tremble slightly. When she heard those words, she looked up and saw the youth's handsome face. Qimu couldn't help but take a step back.

Qimu lost her balance. When she leaned back, she forgot all about what happened earlier. She immediately shouted in panic at Young Master Jing.

"Save me!"

Under the moonlight, the corner of his eyes was filled with tears. They were crystal clear, moving to the heart.