I can see the accuracy

In fact, Dai Xinliang was right.

He is worthy of being a top student in this field, and the analysis he summarized just now is correct.

Although the human musk on Zheng Wenbing's body did not have a direct effect on Song Yuchen on the surface, it actually had a considerable internal impact on her body.

When she returned to the room, she began to find that her body was a little hot, and her heartbeat accelerated.

Especially when she saw Chen Jing up close, some shy pictures were inexplicably imagined in her mind.

This made her cheeks hot quickly, and she hurriedly covered her with her hands to prevent Chen Jing from discovering it.

But Chen Jing didn't care. Instead, he helped her adjust the paint and set the drawing board.

Before, she had been preparing to paint, and Chen Jing was on the sidelines.

After setting it up at this moment, Chen Jing said: "It's done, Sister Yu Chen, you can paint."

Song Yuchen sat on the bed with her face covered, and said, "Or... I won't paint today, it's not too early now, I... want to rest."

"Well, that's okay." Chen Jing looked at the time and it was indeed not too early.

Although Song Yuchen is a house girl, she rarely stays up late.

"Then I'll go wash first."

After speaking, Song Yuchen stood up, picked up his nightdress and hurried to the bathroom.

Chen Jing helped take the drawing board aside, and put the ink and paint in the box.

Just about to help Song Yuchen tidy the sheets, he suddenly saw a small wet mark on it.

'Maybe Sister Yuchen accidentally got it on her drink before.'

The imprint was only the size of a thumb, and it didn't affect much. After pulling the bed sheet, he lay on his sofa.

Twenty minutes later, Song Yuchen ran out with blushing cheeks in her nightdress and rabbit slippers, opened the quilt and got in.

"A Jing...I'll go to bed first." She turned her back to Chen Jing.

"OK, all right."

"A Jing, can you turn off the lights?"

"Okay." Chen Jingshun turned off the lights in the room and the corridor.

In order not to affect her sleep, he also lay down and closed his eyes to rest.

After a while, a slight rustling sound suddenly came into Chen Jing's ears.

Looking around, Sister Yuchen's quilt was shaking slightly.

Although it was very dark in the room, basically nothing could be seen, but Chen Jing was a gas refiner after all.

Within 5 meters, his vision is still very clear.

The distance between his sofa and the bed is only 1.2 meters, so it is natural to see it clearly.

"Sister Yuchen, are you cold?"

"Ah...no...it's not cold." Song Yuchen suddenly panicked when he heard Chen Jing speak.

"Oh, if it's cold, I can turn off the air conditioner."

"It's okay, I think... it's just right." Song Yuchen responded while breathing seemed a little quick.

After a few more minutes, she finally gasped for a long time, and then lay down, her body scented with sweat.

His cheeks were red as peach blossoms.

Secretly took two pieces of paper from the bedside table, wiped his hands, and then wiped off his sweat like a guilty conscience.

"Sister Yuchen, are you hot?" Chen Jing could see clearly and saw her wipe her hands and face with a tissue.And there are indeed small beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Well... it is indeed a bit hot. Shanghai is much hotter than Mingyang," she said.

"Yes, Huhai is also a stove city after all. As soon as the summer enters, the heat can be ranked in the top five in the country. Mingyang City is still cool." Chen Jing said.

She gave a soft "um" and then did not answer any more.

I was rejoicing slightly in my heart, "Fortunately, A Jing didn't find it, otherwise, I'm embarrassed.'

'Just, how come I have this reaction suddenly?'

Song Yuchen couldn't figure it out. From her adolescence to the present, this happened except the last time she was in the field with Chen Jing.

It has never appeared in the previous twenty years.

She had never dreamed of dreams with that kind of color.

But this time, the feeling came so suddenly and so strong that it made her feel flustered.

'Am I a more late mature woman?Have you started your interest in that area until now?'

'But it's not right. Apart from A Jing, I am still very repulsive from contact with other men.'

The more she thought about it, the more shy she got, and her cheeks became hotter and hotter.

'Oh my god... what if it happens often in the future?'

The room was so quiet that needles fell, and after a while, Song Yuchen lifted the quilt, a pair of white feet stretched out, put on rabbit slippers, ready to change to a set of pajamas.

Well, the nightdress just now seems to be wet.

Well, sweaty and wet, you have to change it.

Seeing that Chen Jing didn't make any sound, she thought Chen Jing was already asleep, so she didn't want to wake him up, and then walked towards the bathroom.

But her nightdress was a bit wide and long, and it was already dragged to the ground when she bowed. She accidentally stepped on the corner of the skirt, and after two steps, she couldn't help but threw herself down.

Upon seeing this scene, Chen Jing quickly reached out his hand with eyesight and quickly picked her up, embraced her soft waist, and hugged her to avoid the result of the fall.

Nephrite is in my arms and smells good.

The soft hair fell on Chen Jing's shoulders, Song Yuchen's delicate oval face was covered with peach blossoms, and he was close at hand.

After learning about it, Song Yuchen let out a shy "Ah" and lay on Chen Jing's chest, trying to stand up in a panic.

But the more panicked she got, she stepped on her nightgown again and fell on her stomach again.

Chen Jing didn't know where to put her hands, so she opened them to prevent her from falling to the ground.

Song Yuchen fell twice, because the room was too dark to see at all, so the last time she held it up, her palm happened to be on Chen Jing's face.

"Ah~ I'm sorry, A Jing." She said embarrassedly.

"Sister Yuchen, what are you doing so suddenly?"

"I... sweat, so... want to change clothes."

Chen Jing smiled bitterly: "Why don't you turn on the light? If I hadn't found it in time just now, you would have fallen hard."

"I thought you were asleep, and I was afraid that turning on the light would affect you. Fortunately, you caught me just now. Well, as a thank you, my sister will take you to eat delicious food tomorrow morning." She smiled.

Chen Jing suddenly sniffed. Just now Song Yuchen's slenderness was pressed against his face, and he seemed to smell a familiar smell again.

"By the way, Sister Yuchen, what kind of hand cream do you use? Last time I carried you home, I smelled a good smell on your hands. This time I smelled it again. You are quite specific. , Have you always used the same hand cream?"

"...Huh? Hand cream?...I..." Song Yuchen's cheeks suddenly burned, so hot and hot: "That...I..."