Chapter 102： Goddess Festival Plus is more like kissing a peerless treasure...

"Xixi..." Wang Junyang's voice trembled on the other end of the phone, "Could you please go downstairs, I have something to say to you."

Song Qiaoxi started power amplifier on her phone, she paused, and said neatly: "Wow, Yangyang, wait for me, I will go down now."

After speaking, she hung up the phone.

"Shall I go with you?" Ding Miao pushed his glasses, with a look of worry on his face.

Song Qiaoxi took out a clean T-shirt and denim shorts from the closet, and said while changing her clothes: "It's okay, can Wang Junyang eat me? I have known friends for more than ten years, so nothing will happen to him. You have the courage, I can’t wait to be called Dad when I meet the two of us."

"Puff, too..." Ding Miao laughed and nodded, "Then you go and come back, call me if you have anything to do, and I will go downstairs when you call."

"Okay, really don't worry." Song Qiaoxi got dressed, found a rubber band and tied her hair casually, took a bottle of Liushen anti-mosquito toilet water from the bedside table and sprayed it on her legs and body, and went out with her mobile phone and house keys. Up.

Closing the door, she walked up two flights of stairs and stood at the top of the stairs and dialed Chu Jin's phone.

After a short beep, the call was connected.

"Hello?" Song Qiaoxi looked down from the window of the stairway, and she could see the lights in Chu Jin's boiler room, and a figure in front of the desk.

"Xixi?" Chu Jin's familiar voice sounded.

Song Qiaoxi missed him as soon as he heard his voice.

But the two had only been separated for a few hours.

This is too bad...

She could already feel that long-distance love is not as easy as she imagined.

"I want to tell you something," Song Qiaoxi was wearing a pair of creamy white angled slippers, and gently kicked the stairs. "Wang Junyang just called me and asked me to go downstairs and say something to tell me."

"..." After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Chu Jin let out an "Oh".

"It's okay, I'll report to my boyfriend." Song Qiaoxi's voice was lighter, relieved, "When Yangyang finishes talking to me, I'll tell you what he said. Are you going to sleep now, or have to be busy for a while , Shall I hang up first?"

"Xixi..." Chu Jin whispered to her.

"Ok?"

"Thank you for telling me." Chu Jin said with a smile, "In the future, if there is a situation, I will report to my little leader at any time."

"Your little leader?" Song Qiaoxi didn't react, and asked subconsciously.

Chu Jin smiled lightly, speaking very slowly, "Little leader, I am not ready to sleep, and I still have some work to deal with. It is estimated that I will be busy until early in the morning. Call me whenever I have something. Okay, and little leader. After the report is over, report to the leader, can I hang up?"

"Oh, yes." Song Qiaoxi smiled and hung up the phone.

It turned out that it was me, the little leader.

She jumped down from the fifth floor in three steps in two steps.

Pushing open the anti-theft iron door at the entrance of the corridor, he saw Wang Junyang who was standing opposite, leaning against a big locust tree with one hand, and looking down at his toes.

The street lights in the compound have been renovated in recent years, and they are very bright.

Wang Junyang is taller, he should be about the same height as Chu Jin, and his shoulders are wider.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt, pure black slim trousers, and his hair was cut into crisp, sharp chins.

She was still familiar with wheat-colored skin, thin single eyelids, high nose bridge, and thin lips with a bad smile.

The young man who looked a little Han Faner in front of him had lost his childhood childishness.

Having not seen him for a year, Wang Junyang has changed a lot.

"Yangyang?" Song Qiaoxi walked to Wang Junyang, about two meters away from him, not too far away, and asked with a smile, "What am I looking for your father?"

"Xixi," Wang Junyang raised his head, pursing her lips and grinning, with a little cramped and uneasy smile on her face, "I, I have something to tell you..."

"It just so happens that I have something to ask you?" Song Qiaoxi kicked the pebble beside her feet and looked up at Wang Junyang's slender eyes. "Are you going to the U.S. to go to university?"

"Well, I was admitted to the USC Business School..." Wang Junyang smiled embarrassedly, looked at Song Qiaoxi's bright eyes, and asked softly, "You go to UCLA, we are all in California, aren't we? Coincidentally?"

"Puff, USLA and UCLA have a feud, you are quite good at picking schools." Song Qiaoxi laughed, and then said like a kid, "But Yangyang, you have really made progress. It is difficult for Southern University to apply. It seems that you have really studied hard, it's awesome!"

"I just wanted to tell you, I like you, I like you from a very young age, I have been holding back not telling you, because I don't want you to look down on me, I feel like I'm a trash." Wang Junyang grabbed it with one hand. Fist, did not dare to look into her eyes, and whispered, "I studied very hard in the Shanghai stock market, memorizing vocabulary, and doing questions. I just want to prove to you that I can stand by your side by my own efforts. Xixi, Can you be my girlfriend? I will treat you well forever."

Song Qiaoxi was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and sighed softly.

"Wang Junyang, thank you for liking me. I can't accept your kindness because I have someone I like." Song Qiaoxi raised her head and looked straight into Wang Junyang's eyes, and refused seriously and solemnly.

After that, her tone eased a little, "Wang Junyang, don't always deny yourself, you may understand after a while that you think that studying hard is not for me at all.

You study hard for your own future and future, for better development, and for fulfilling your dreams. Chu Jin said that you can be an e-sports player. If you learn management, you can also have your own e-sports club in the future. These are not contradictory to what you like.

You have never been a waste, it's just that what you learned in school before is not what you really like.

Don't worry, you are only eighteen years old and still have time to explore the world. "

"It's okay. It's okay if you refuse me now. When we go to California together, I will ask you again every other time. You will see that I am getting better and better, and I will prove it to you." Wang Junyang didn't seem to listen to Song Qiaoxi. "Don’t fool me with someone you like. Can someone you like accompany you to the U.S. like me, desperately?"

"The person I like is Chu Jin." Song Qiaoxi told Wang Junyang bluntly, not wanting to talk to him any more, "I liked him a long time ago. I didn't know it before. If I ask, Chu Jin will definitely accompany him. I go to America, but I don't want to do that.

Wang Junyang, two people like each other, and what they have to do is not to sacrifice their dreams or give up for the other person, or to study hard for that one person.

To really like a person is to hope that he will do what he really likes and love, and what you want to do, he will also unconditionally support, and both people will support each other and go on.

When two people become better and better people in their respective fields, even if they are in a different place, it will not affect the development of the relationship. This is the meaning of liking that I understand. "

"..." Wang Junyang fell into a long silence, his eyes flushed and his breathing was a bit short.

"I didn't hear your confession to me today. You will meet a better girl than me." Song Qiaoxi turned around and said flatly, "In USC, you have to come on, admission is the only thing. The first step in the Long March is to work hard to get a good graduation grade."

I hope that afterwards, we can still be friends.

But this sentence, Song Qiaoxi hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say it.

-

At noon the next day after returning to Qizhou, Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin were taken to Qiu Meng's sister's home for lunch.

The uncles and aunts in the compound, grandparents and grandparents all took turns to invite them to dinner, and they all had to line up.

Aunt Xia and Uncle Xia were extremely enthusiastic. Back then, the Song family lent them money for emergency. The Xia family always remembered this matter.

Otherwise, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. The neighborhoods in the courtyard are old neighbors who have been around for more than ten years. They are more enthusiastic than relatives in places where they can help.

Uncle Xia made a table of good dishes. Aunt Xia bought almost all of Xue Ji's roasted seeds and nuts. She still remembered Song Qiaoxi's favorite food when she was a child.

For lunch today, Cheng Lidong also rushed over, and bought lotus-flavored duck and hand-held meat near the unit.

He hadn't seen Song Qiaoxi and Chu Wan for a few years, and his impression of Song Qiaoxi was still a stubby little Nuo Tuan.

After graduating from Dongshan University, Cheng Lidong took a civil service examination. He became more mature and stable. He usually served Xia Qiumeng like his ancestors. Even Lao Xia and his wife couldn't stand it. Let him not be so used to Qiumeng.

"Hey, I don't dare to recognize these two children walking on the street," Cheng Lidong, wearing a casual suit, handed the bag in her hand to the prospective mother-in-law who came on the way, and said hello to Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin, "The college entrance examination champion and the winner It’s been a long time since I saw the little princess from the prestigious school with a full award."

"Here?" Xia Qiumeng walked out of the back room in slippers, patted Cheng Lidong's arm, and winked at him, "Go, help from the kitchen."

"Telling, wife, talk slowly." Cheng Lidong kissed Qiu Meng's cheek, and walked to the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up.

"Sister," Song Qiaoxi hugged Sister Qiu Meng, then looked at her up and down, "I want to die!"

Xia Qiumeng was not as thin as before, and she had cut her shoulder-length hair. She looked energetic and capable, and she lost all of Lin Daiyu's temperament.

"Brother Lidong called your wife so soon?" Song Qiaoxi leaned in Qiu Meng's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Hurt, I'm going to get engaged soon," Xia Qiumeng embraced Song Qiaoxi affectionately, "At this time next year, you have to come back to our wedding, my little bridesmaid."

Song Qiaoxi still hugged sister Qiu Meng's waist like she did when she was a child, and said sweetly: "That must be, my sister is married, where can I be missing?"

"It's dinner, kids!" Aunt Xia called them to eat, as they did when they were young, "Wash your hands."

"Aunt Xia is still the same," Song Qiaoxi said with a smile, smelling the fragrant food in the air, "It feels good to be home."

Qizhou compound is also home in Song Qiaoxi's heart.

-

At the dinner table, Uncle Xia saw two children and knew that they were both admitted to a good university. He was so happy today, so he wanted to have two sips.

The prospective son-in-law Cheng Lidong had to go to work in the afternoon and couldn't drink, so Uncle Xia focused on Chu Jin.

"Come on, do it all. It's nineteen this year. Drink with Uncle." Uncle Xia took a bottle of Wuliangye, took out two small transparent wine cups from the cabinet, handed one to Chu Jin and put the other in front of him.

"Tsk, Lao Xia!" Aunt Xia gave him a white look, and gave Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin a bowl of fried lotus duck leg. "It's still a child..."

"Nineteen, why can't I drink a little?" Uncle Xia poured half a glass into the small wine cup in front of Chu Jin, "You may have drunk Uncle Song when he was young, but none of our old buddies can drink him. He drinks too much. When the time comes, he still yells, if the girl gets married, whoever dares to pour her girl’s wine, he will drink everyone down."

"My mom doesn't let my dad drink so much now. For fear of his liver problems, you should drink less of Uncle Xia." Song Qiaoxi glanced at the wine in the small wine cup, curious about the taste, and stepped forward to want to smell it. .

"Want to taste it?" Chu Jin picked up the small wine cup and handed it to her, raising his eyes and smiling.

She smelled the smell of white wine and felt it was on her head, and waved her hand hurriedly, "No way..."

Aunt Xia peeled shrimps to the two children and raised her head to tell Chu Jin, "Exhaust, don't drink if you don't want to drink, don't listen to your uncle fooling around."

"It's okay, Uncle Xia is happy today. I'll accompany him to drink a little." Chu Jin smiled politely, picked up the wine glass and touched Uncle Xia, taking a sip.

The spicy white wine entered his throat with a slight sweet taste. He felt like a fire burning in his chest, and then he coughed slightly.

"Good boy," Uncle Xia put down his glass, patted Chu on his shoulder, "Your dad can drink when he is in his prime, but he is busy with the police work, and occasionally drinks less with us when he is off duty."

"It's okay, don't drink, eat vegetables and eat vegetables." Aunt Xia Zhang Luo, and put the braised chicken wings into the bowls of Song Qiaoxi and Chu Jin.

Song Qiaoxi was so full of bowls that she almost couldn't put it down, she just immersed herself in eating hard, eating very seriously.

"Chu Jin, if you don't hurry up and eat it, Xixi will eat it all." In the Qiu Meng bowl was Cheng Lidong's peeled shrimp. He looked up and smiled at Chu Jin and Song Qiaoxi.

"If she likes it, let her eat more, it won't be easy to eat when going abroad." Chu Jin clamped the duck legs in the bowl to Song Qiaoxi.

She likes the sweet lotus duck the most. You can't eat this flavor in Beijing, only Qizhou has it.

The 19-year-old boy drank white wine for the first time in his life. He went down in a small cup, and when he stood up, his head became a little dizzy and his whole body was hot.

After lunch, Aunt Xia found a big pomade shopping bag, put the snacks bought for Song Qiaoxi into the inside, bulging into a big pocket.

Watching her lying in Aunt Xia's arms, Chu Jin's chest became even hotter.

Song Qiaoxi is not just his baby, she is everyone's baby, and everyone loves it when she sees it. She is a child who was soaked in a honeypot.

She is so good, so warm, is everyone's little sun, who can bear not love her?

"Let's go? Let Uncle Xia and the others take a lunch break, and Brother Lidong will also go to bed in the afternoon, and go to work in the afternoon." Song Qiaoxi struggled to carry the bag Xia gave her to eat, and jumped to Chu Jin like a bunny.

"Yeah." Chu Jin took the shopping bag and curled his mouth.

The two bid farewell to the Xia family.

Before leaving, Sister Qiu Meng hugged Song Qiaoxi tightly, slapped her back like she did when she was a child, and whispered in her ear: "Xixi, come on, wait for you to return, my great photographer."

For some reason, Song Qiaoxi wanted to cry a little when she heard the gentle voice of Qiu Meng's sister.

She thought of her sister’s hardships during the years when she went to see a doctor and took a leave of absence; she thought of Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia working hard for Sister Qiu Meng’s illness; she thought of the decadent appearance of Brother Lidong smoking downstairs in Qiu Meng’s home.

I also thought about it. Before going to Beijing, my sister told herself that she didn't want to go abroad anymore, so she stayed here and went to university.

She suddenly understood that Sister Qiu Meng had never given up on her dream, she just hid her dream deeply in her heart.

For the person my sister loves, for the person who loves my sister.

Song Qiaoxi feels that she is lucky, not everyone has the opportunity to move forward and work hard towards her childhood dream.

-

After coming out of Xia's house, Song Qiaoxi used her cell phone to send text messages.

In the afternoon, Ding Yi's girlfriend Liang Shanshan came over to play with them, and arranged to sing K together at 4:30. It's only a little bit now.

"Are you going to take a lunch break?" Song Qiaoxi stretched her arms and turned her head to ask Chu Jin. She was a bit sleepy because she was too full just now.

"I don't sleep." Chu Yan was a little dizzy, pointing to the thing in his hand, "Should I send the thing upstairs?"

"No, I'll lie down in your room for a while, and I'm too lazy to climb the stairs." Having reached the door of the boiler room, Song Qiaoxi jumped up the steps in two steps, raising her chin to let Chu Jin open the door, "Aunt Xia gave too many snacks, we both I can't finish it at all, I called the big guy to eat together in the afternoon."

Chu Jin nodded, and took the key to open the door with a "um".

The air still smelled of mint familiar to Song Qiaoxi, the boiler room was always clean and tidy, and the blue and white sheets showed no wrinkles.

She threw off her sandals and threw herself on Chu Jin's bed, reading a novel on her phone while holding the quilt pillow.

This summer, Song Qiaoxi became fascinated by various online novels. After chasing "Ghost Blowing Lantern" on Tianya Forum, he discovered a treasure website called Jinjiang Original Network, which was full of good-looking novels.

As long as he is free, Song Qiaoxi will look for various novels on it to read.

At first I only looked at romance, and then accidentally clicked on the label of pure love, which opened the door to a new world.

This kind of sleepy and full summer afternoon is the best place to lie on the bed and read novels.

She clicked on the "Best Days Like a Dream" that she had kept and didn't dare to watch. She heard that it was a big abuser, staring at the screen of her mobile phone and watching it quietly.

Chu Jin put down the things in his hand and turned on the fan.

There is no air conditioning in his room, but because it is a bungalow on the first floor under a few big locust trees, as long as there is wind, it does not feel too hot in summer.

But today, Xu was filled with two glasses of white wine by Uncle Xia, and his body was hot at the moment.

He sat down at the desk, took a sip of ice-cola from the small refrigerator, turned on the laptop and started working.

Chu Jin used three years to test several small platforms, successfully sold tens of thousands of dollars, and accumulated some experience.

What he is doing now is an outsourcing platform for entrepreneurs, providing online freelance and crowdsourcing services for entrepreneurs around the world.

In 2008, there was almost no clear concept of online freelance and crowdsourcing market. Chu concluded that this is a new blue ocean market with great potential for development in the future.

If the website is successful, not only can the Song family's money spent on him over the years be doubled back to Uncle Song and Aunt Qiao, but Xixi can also buy a smaller apartment in a place she likes.

After working for a while, after drinking a can of Coke, Chu Jin moved his somewhat stiff cervical spine, turning his head to find that Song Qiaoxi hadn't moved.

The little girl took off her shoes and lay on her back on his bed, sleeping soundly.

She wore a loose white short-sleeved T-shirt today. The T-shirt was short-sleeved, and the lower body was a pair of denim shorts, showing two straight long legs.

Two tender lotus root-like arms were raised above the head, leaning on the head of the bed, the phone was thrown randomly on the pillow, and the screen was dark.

Because he stretched his arms, there was a full grip under the short T-shirt. The waist was white and tender like a lily. The lower abdomen floated gently with the breath, and the cute little pink belly button was also exposed.

Song Qiaoxi slept in a daze, and she smelled a mixture of cola and alcohol in a daze. She rubbed her eyes, and she was still not sober.

There are no lights in the room, the curtains are drawn, and the dim light in the room is just like when they were watching "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" when they were lying in bed when they were young.

But, this time, there was a little more charming atmosphere in the room, she looked at him dumbfounded and half-opened her eyes.

Chu Jin knelt by the bed and stroked the messy hair on her forehead with his hands, and the temperature of his fingertips was hot.

His eyebrows seemed to be a bit drunk, and his eyes looked at her with a trace of passion that made Song Qiaoxi very unfamiliar.

"Are you still drunk?" Song Qiaoxi's voice was nasal and she sounded like she was acting like a baby because she was still not sober. "Would you like to pour you a glass of water? Or make a cup of tea, as if when father is drunk, mother is That's it."

Chu Jin held down the body she wanted to support and sat up, and said lightly: "Not drunk, very awake."

"Then are you sleepy, do you want to lie down together?" Song Qiaoxi slept softly, rolled over lazily, and lay on his side.

She couldn't see it herself, the loose top had already reached her chest, and a large piece of white skin was exposed on the back of her waist.

"Don't lie down, I want to kiss you." Chu Jin whispered, leaning down.

Song Qiaoxi met his red eyes, hot flashes of nose, and tasted the sweet taste of cola and the faint smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth, mixed with the familiar mint breath of Chu Jin, smelling good and intoxicating.

She obviously didn't take a sip of wine, but now, as if she was drunk, her whole body was limp, as if being thrown into the cloud, without any strength.

With a soft whisper, Song Qiaoxi noticed something hot on her waist, and Chu Jin's palm was hot like a fire, walking around her cool waist.

The body seemed to be electrocuted, from the tail vertebrae to the back of the neck became numb, and the strangeness made her a little scared.

Chu Jin let go of her lips and gently pecked and kissed Song Qiaoxi's earlobe, as if kissing a peerless treasure.

Once, kiss tirelessly.

"Xi Xi..." His voice was so dumb that Song Qiaoxi's breathing was about to stop.

He kissed her slender neck, and the girl raised her head awkwardly and let out a small hum.

"Xixi, I don't want you to leave me..."

"Xixi, I think you are mine."