He looked at me, "You're really nice."
I smiled. Of course, my thoughts had not been relieved, but I was happy to let him enjoy himself.
He reached out and touched the hair in front of my forehead, strand by strand, his eyes tender and doting as he looked at me. Cheng Jiaming was definitely a gentle person, and therefore, he was very sexy.
He kissed me, and I said, "I need to take a shower."
He got up with me, but I pushed him down, "No paired bathing, thanks."
I washed my body and hair and put on my dress. Cheng Jiayang watched me.
I have to go back to school.
He immediately stood up, "Are you upset?" He was no longer the senior lecturing me this afternoon. He was like a child afraid of having done something wrong."
"What are you talking about?" I kissed his lips, "The gate closes at midnight. I must go back." I kissed him again, laughing.
"I'll take you," he said, reaching for his pants.
I held his hand, "No need, aren't you tired? I'll take a taxi back."
