A tingle came from the earlobe.
She can feel the youth's slight breath, the light fragrance of the breath swept across the cheek, the warm and thin lips containing the tip of her ear, the soft tongue gently across.
He seemed to enjoy the intimacy, grinding it lightly with his teeth and laughing softly.
The sound of clear Microsoft is close at hand, and the earlobe is still contained in the soft lips of the other person.
Jessica's hand clenched into a fist, because of the strange numbness, the spine of the back of the thin shiver feeling.
She reached under the desk and pushed Zero, but in the classroom, she was afraid to move too much.
The teenager held her hand, the slender index finger in her palm scratched, feel the girl again a recoil, then put her earlobe, curved beautiful eyes, happy smile: "Who let you ignore me."
"..."
Jessica wanted to stare at him, but did not dare, so she reluctantly let him hold his hand, and drew in her palm with interest, arousing strange slight itching.
The young man put his head on her shoulder, the broken hair across her cheek, held her hand for a while, played with it, raised his eyes, and saw that the girl had been looking at the blackboard in front of him.
He leaned over, thin lips soft, gently pecked each other's face, discontented:
"Come here and give me a kiss." The boy moved his pale, pretty face close to her, his eyelashes almost touching her side, and his long forefinger pointed to her thin lips.
Jessica: "..."
Perhaps seeing her mood, Zero rarely gave in and said, "OK, if you kiss me, I will leave you alone and let you have a good class." Really."
Jessica gave him a skeptical look, then hesitated, turned sideways to find the book, and quickly touched the boy's lip.
Eye signal: OK?
Of course not.
It's not enough.
The teenager squinted his eyes, his long eyelashes covered the bottom of his eyes, but he did not want to really annoy people, so he had to reluctantly hug her and rub, and kiss the side of his mouth, before showing a slightly satisfied look.
He was finally quiet.
It's so tiring to raise a ghost.
Jessica did not know that under the quiet and beautiful appearance of the young man, he was thinking about the problem of yellow violence.
Zero thought that if he did not disappear into the world, if he really had a wish that did not come true, it would be this.
Life is too lonely, so want to rely on a person, preferably a girl, you can kiss and cuddle, or you can do something more interesting. Otherwise, it would be a loss to be a ghost.
He didn't feel bad before.
But that casual cheek kiss, but suddenly evoked this part of the desire. Can't help it, want to get close, want to kiss, want to hug, possess.
It just seemed to her.
Zero felt strange, but did not want to think deeply. It's fine just the way it is. With her It's good.
With a smile on his lips, he held the girl by the waist and watched her ineasily lower her head to take notes, her hair tied in a ponytail, long, hanging down on the table.
There is nothing superfluous.
Can always be together.
Feel free to touch...
He bent his eyes again at this thought, and there was a happy smile on his pretty face.
The exquisite eyes stared at the girl's rosy lips, the young man bit his lips, and his eyes were slightly dark.
That's weird. He liked her the minute he saw her.
Zero has been good for a few lessons, sleeping peacefully on the desk, really silent.
At lunch, Jessica woke him up, laughing: "Ghosts need so much sleep?"
Zero used to be known as the "Sleeping Face God" at school. Not because he slept more handsome than usual, but because he sat at a table alone, no matter what class, was lying on the table and snoring.
There are girls sitting behind him, sharing the experience of watching the sleeping face up close with others, the tone is extremely caper and proud. What "eyelashes like a butterfly on the eyelid", described like a poem.
This guy Zero, he's a myth.
I didn't expect to be a ghost, and my lethargy hasn't changed.
The young man gave a low murmur, rubbed his eyes in a confused way, stood up, first reached out to take her hand, and then followed her to the canteen.
When Jessica went to the cafeteria, it was past the rush hour. She randomly ordered two dishes. Zero followed behind her and glanced up at the serving woman.
The kitchen lady looked at the little girl opposite, and did not know why, holding the plate, her hand involuntarily filled a few more, and she also opened her mouth to care:
"Is it senior year? Nutrition has to catch up."
Jessica gave her a strange look and thanked her politely. Then she took the plate and sat down.
The teenager leaned over to hug her again.
Jessica helplessly, "eating."
"You eat, I'll hold." The young man was not moved at all, bending his beautiful eyes and soft voice.
Jessica had to let him hold her, quickly finished her meal, put the plate away, and was ready to go back to the classroom when the teenager's delicate face suddenly came over and whispered:
"Don't go back so early. I know a place with a great view. Why don't you go and have a look?"
He took the girl's hand, blinked his eyes, and his beautiful white face made it impossible to say no.
Jessica gives in to beauty again.
They held hands and came to an open wood, crisscrossed by leafy branches, with a clearing in the middle covered with dappled leaves.
Jessica knows this place.