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While Wang Xijun was in a daze, her lips suddenly felt a kind of soft and warm feeling. It was only after a while did she realize that she had actually kissed Zhou Hao!

At this moment, her entire body was stiff, and she did not know how to respond, nor did she dare to reject Zhou Hao. Or rather, it could be said that she did not want to refuse him at all.

There was only one thought left in his mind, "Zhou Hao and I will kiss! Zhou Hao and I kissed! Is this soft feeling a kiss? "

In fact, she had also seen Qiong Yao's romance novels, and the aesthetic description of kissing filled her with fantasies.

Furthermore, she had been in love with Zhou Hao for a long time, so she would sometimes dream of kissing Zhou Hao in her dreams.

However, that dream-like, illusory feeling was completely different from reality. It should be said, the kiss of reality is more intoxicating, more intoxicating.

However, she didn't have any experience in this area, so she didn't know how to react and didn't dare to move an inch.

Feeling Wang Xijun's stiff body, Zhou Hao thought that he had scared her, so he released her and apologized, "Sorry, Xijun, I was too rude."

Wang Xijun's face was completely red, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't say anything, and could only shake her head.

The two of them fell silent. For a moment, they could only hear their heartbeats thumping loudly.

After a long while, Wang Xijun finally lowered her head, bit her lips, and said with a voice that was close to a mosquito's buzz, "Zhou Hao, we … Is this considered our first love? "

Her expression was bashful and timid. Her delicate body was still trembling like a frightened rabbit.

Seeing Wang Xijun like that, Zhou Hao felt her heart go numb, she embraced her and laughed: "Then, how about we try our love affair?"

Hearing this, Wang Xijun's cheeks flushed red like the clouds in the sky.

She pursed her lips and said timidly, "But …" But, the teacher will scold you. " Although she said this, her face was bashful as if she was letting her master taste it.

Although Zhou Hao was still a virgin in his previous life and this very moment, it was not like he had never tried kissing before.

Wang Xijun had never encountered such an array before, she could only feel waves of suffocating and dizziness surging to his brain, but it was extremely comfortable, causing him to be unable to resist the urge to sink into it.

At this time, Wang Xijun felt like she was a small boat floating on a turbulent ocean surface, bobbing up and down with the waves of the ocean.

"Aiya, whose child is so shameless!" On the second floor of the small foreign room at the side, a fattening middle-aged woman opened her window only to see Zhou Hao and Wang Xijun passionately kissing in the alley above.

Being shocked by the voice, the two of them relaxed as if they had been electrocuted. Zhou Hao immediately pulled Wang Xijun and ran out of the alleyway.

When they arrived outside, Wang Xijun was holding onto her knees and gasping for breath. It wasn't because of how many steps she had run, but because of the incomparable beauty of their kiss just now, she felt suffocated.

Zhou Hao stood by her side, considerately stroking her back.

When she finally managed to catch her breath, her face was still red. The fact that she had been hit by the middle-aged woman made her, as a young girl, shy and afraid.

"Let's go home." Seeing the hidden bitterness in Wang Xijun's eyes, Zhou Hao laughed and was about to hold her hand, but she dodged his hand.

"There are so many people here …" Wang Xijun lowered her head and said shyly.

Zhou Hao looked at his surroundings, and only then did he realize that he was on a busy street, and holding hands like this was not suitable.

After what had just happened, the original bookstore was no longer available, so he had to go home.

However, on the way back, Wang Xijun seemed to be avoiding it intentionally, as she intentionally kept her distance from Zhou Hao, making him laugh.

When he returned home, Zhou Hao saw the note Yan Tong left on the table.

She said that she was taking the night shift, so there was no need to wait for her to come back. Furthermore, she had already bought some food and placed it in the refrigerator, so Zhou Hao had to settle the dinner by himself.

As he put down his schoolbag and sat on the chair, Zhou Hao thought back to what happened earlier …

While deep in thought, Zhou Hao clenched his right fist, and muttered to himself: "Could this also be the Special Ability?"

After all, with this power, not only would he be able to protect himself, he would also be able to protect others, such as his own mother and Wang Xijun.

Recalling Wang Xijun's beautiful and bashful face, Zhou Hao laughed from the bottom of his heart.

That kiss had punctured the thin layer of paper between the two. Thinking of this, Zhou Hao realized that he really missed her.

Thus, Zhou Hao went to knock on Wang Xijun's door, and the one who opened the door was Wang Xijun's younger brother, Wang Zhongcai.

Wang Zhong Cai was only one year younger than Wang Xijun, and he had only entered junior high school this year. Like Wang Xijun, he was also in the second high school, and was very close to Zhou Hao. Seeing Zhou Hao, he laughed: "Brother Hao."

"Zhongcai, where's your sister?"

Wang Zhongcai said, "My mom went over to Grandma's today and said that she won't be back tonight." My sister is cooking in the kitchen. "

Wang Xijun and her sister's mother was called Lu Shiping, a workshop manager in a clothing factory in Xiang City.

Wang Xijun's father had died a long time ago, and Lu Shiping had single-handedly brought the two of them up. It was not easy at all.

Hearing Wang Zhong Cai's words, Zhou Hao said: "What a coincidence, my mom is also taking the night shift, how about we eat together?"

"Sure." With that, Wang Zhongcai invited Zhou Hao into the house.

Upon entering, Zhou Hao saw Wang Xijun cooking in the kitchen with an apron tied around her neck.

Although he was only fourteen years old, due to Lu Shiping's work being so busy, the living conditions of the brother and sister were often settled by Wang Xijun.

"Do you think my sister is too virtuous?"

Wang Zhongcai noticed the look in Zhou Hao's eyes when he was at the side, so he poked Zhou Hao's waist and whispered: "Brother Hao, let me tell you, my sister has liked you for a long time."

"How do you know?"

Wang Zhongcai quietly pulled Zhou Hao to the side, "One time when I went to her room, I saw a draft paper on the table. It was filled with your name, I recognize you, that's my sister's calligraphy."

Thinking about how Wang Xijun had written her name on the paper again and again, Zhou Hao suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if a small stream was flowing in his heart.

But he still said, "That doesn't mean anything."

"What does that mean? Then why didn't she write my name? I'm still her younger brother. " Wang Zhongcai pouted.

Sensing the commotion, Wang Xijun turned around and saw Zhou Hao chatting with his younger brother.

Ye Zichen couldn't help but recall that embarrassing scene, causing her to immediately blush.

"Look, my sister is blushing." Wang Zhongcai felt that something was amiss, because in the past, even if Wang Xijun liked Zhou Hao, he wouldn't have displayed it so clearly.

Thus, he looked at Zhou Hao suspiciously, "I say, Brother Hao, could it be that you've already done something to my sister?

A layer of cold sweat appeared on Zhou Hao's forehead.

After resolutely denying that he bullied Wang Zhongcai's sister, in order to get rid of him, Zhou Hao hid into the kitchen to cook with Wang Xijun.

However, because of Zhou Hao's presence, Wang Xijun's heart was bashful and nervous, and had instead become flustered.

After the meal was finally prepared, the three gathered together for dinner.

Wang Xijun and Zhou Hao, on the other hand, had their heads buried in food while not daring to speak under Wang Zhongcai's suspicious gaze. However, they did not know that this increased Wang Zhongcai's suspicion.

After dinner, Wang Zhongcai suddenly said, "Forget it, I'll go over to Brother Hao and watch TV. It's good for you two to do your homework and study, so I won't be a bother."

After saying that, he walked out, leaving Zhou Hao and Zhou Hao behind.

"It's all your fault. In the future, I won't even be able to raise my head in front of him." Wang Xijun pouted.

Zhou Hao shrugged his shoulders, "Don't worry, even if he really knows something, he probably won't tell your mother."

He sat down on the sofa at the back and started reading the newspaper he had bought today.

Wang Xijun was also not worried about Wang Zhongcai, she believed that he would not betray him.

Seeing Zhou Hao unrestrainedly raise his feet and read the newspaper, as if he was the owner of the house, she glared at Zhou Hao, but still picked up the bowl and chopsticks, like a virtuous wife.

Zhou Hao was not looking at news like government meetings or traffic accidents, but was looking at financial matters.

Domestic financial markets are now beginning to take shape.

Some newspapers also appeared in a special financial edition, reporting on the movements of the companies listed on the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock exchanges.

In the year 1996, the Shanghai Composite Index and the Shenzhen Composite index both saw huge gains, with hundreds of stocks up more than five times.

Furthermore, Zhou Hao clearly remembered the biggest increase in the stocks, and from the reports in the newspapers today, it seemed that the stocks in these memories were indeed rising strongly.

From October onwards, cold gusts of wind blew in from the management.

Repeated the "Circular on Regulating the Behavior of Listed Companies", "Measures for the Management of Stock Exchanges", "Circular on Determining to Stop Overdraft in Stock Issuance" and other provisions, namely, the "Twelve Gold Medals".

However, none of this was able to stop the market's rise.

It was now the middle of October, and domestic stocks would only fall in the middle of December, so Zhou Hao still had two months to earn money.