Chapter 209 I Want to Challenge My Weakness
"Yishu."
Chen Jianghe called Jiang Yishu softly.
"Um?"
Jiang Yishu quietly put down her hand and opened her eyes to look at him.
Chen Jianghe took two steps forward and hugged her, then kicked the durian on the ground to the side: "I want to challenge my weak spot."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a strange cry of "Ah" from the side. Zheng Jiaxin, who was squatting beside the shoe rack to change her slippers, suddenly stood up, covering her buttocks with both hands, and stared at Chen Jianghe in confusion, like a frightened little leek.
Seeing this, Jiang Yishu gently pushed Chen Jianghe's lower abdomen and whispered, "Brother, run..."
"Okay." Chen Jianghe responded quickly. He bent down and picked up Jiang Yishu. He ran into Jiang Yishu's room at lightning speed in the blink of an eye. He slammed the door and locked it.
"You little bastard!" Zheng Jiaxin patted her butt, turned around and threw off her stiletto sandals, and stomped her bare feet on the floor angrily: "You took advantage of me not paying attention and kicked Durian to attack me. You have no conscience and no humanity."
"He picked up his wife and ran faster than a rabbit, and locked the door. I'm going to pry open the durian and put it in the microwave to see if you can handle it."
Zheng Jiaxin leaned over to pick up the durian, then turned around and went to the kitchen to get a knife.
"Brother, you must have done that on purpose, right?"
In the room, Jiang Yishu was pressed against the head of the bed by Chen Jianghe. She raised her hand to hold his somewhat aggressive chin and asked him a question with a slightly blushing face.
"It was definitely an unintentional mistake." Chen Jianghe answered seriously: "My footwork is worse than that of the national team players. I can't kick such a precise crescent-shaped scimitar at all."
"What I mean is... you locked the door on purpose." Jiang Yishu turned her face away, shyly avoiding Chen Jianghe's breath. Her watery eyes flickered and her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.
"This is indeed intentional." Chen Jianghe is an honest man. Seeing Jiang Yishu being shy, he also turned his head and lay on the fragrant and soft sheets. He looked into her eyes with a smile and asked, "We have slept together before, why are you still so shy?"
"I knew you wouldn't do anything bad." Jiang Yishu said softly. She was shy inside, but she carefully stretched out her hand and put it on his cheek, murmuring, "It feels like a dream, you are so close."
"Do you often dream about me?" Chen Jianghe asked.
"Yeah." Jiang Yishu hummed, then embarrassedly lifted up her hair to cover her blushing cheeks.
Chen Jianghe reached out and brushed the hair off her cheek, and asked with interest: "What do we usually do when you dream about me?"
Jiang Yishu glanced at him, reached out to grab the blanket and covered herself.
"Aren't you hot?" Chen Jianghe lifted a small corner for her, picked up the air conditioner remote control on the bedside table, turned on the air conditioner, took off his slippers, and changed his position to lie next to Jiang Yishu: "Move a little inside, lift up the blanket, let me also enjoy your fragrant and soft little blanket."
"Oh." Jiang Yishu obediently moved to the side of the wall, lifted the blanket to cover Chen Jianghe, and considerately shared the pillow with him.
Chen Jianghe spread his hands and lay down in a "Tai" shape comfortably, and gently ruffled Jiang Yishu's hair with his fingers: "I'll lend you my arm to lie down for a while."
Jiang Yishu lay sideways, not daring to move. She slept with Chen Jianghe, feeling very intimate yet nervous.
Chen Jianghe had been busy all day and wanted to lie down comfortably for a while to rest, waiting for the word "Tai" to change into "Mu" before doing something. However, he gradually smelled an unpleasant odor coming in from outside.
"The toilet at home exploded?"
Chen Jianghe got up from the bed , walked to the window and opened it to let in some fresh air.
I thought that this would help get rid of the strange smell quickly, but I didn't expect that the strange smell would penetrate every pore like a "biochemical ginger device". The smell became stronger and stronger, and in just a few minutes, I couldn't stay in the room anymore.
"It tastes like durian, but not exactly like it." Chen Jianghe had a complicated expression.
Jiang Yishu also jumped up from the bed and looked at Chen Jianghe in confusion.
"We can't stay in the room anymore, let's go downstairs and get some fresh air." Chen Jianghe said to Jiang Yishu.
"Uh-huh."
Jiang Yishu nodded, quickly put on her slippers, and went out with Chen Jianghe.
The door opened with a hiss, and on the dining table there was a large bowl of vermicelli and a few pieces of burnt food.
It was the famous Liuzhou snail noodles, as well as the dark dish prepared by Zheng Jiaxin herself, microwave-roasted durian.
Chen Jianghe looked around but didn't see his aunt, so he thought she must have run away.
"What a loss."
Chen Jianghe pinched his nose, endured the stench and cleaned up the two "delicacies" on the table. He then took Jiang Yishu downstairs for a walk.
The two of them sat down on the leisure chairs in the small park to rest after they were tired from walking. Chen Jianghe glanced at Jiang Yishu's beautiful profile and said in a calm voice, "Yishu, I'm going to the Xinghai Conservatory of Music tonight to watch the welcome party with my roommate."
"Hmm?" Jiang Yishu turned to look at him.
Chen Jianghe took out his mobile phone, opened QQ, handed it to her and said frankly: "I also added the QQ of two girls from the Conservatory of Music. "
Jiang Yishu blinked and said nothing.
Chen Jianghe handed the phone to her and said, "My phone is open to you. You can view my QQ chats, text messages, and call records if you want."
"I won't watch." Jiang Yishu shook her head and asked in a low voice, "Are those two girls pretty?"
"Not bad." Chen Jianghe nodded, looked at Jiang Yishu and said, "Not as pretty as my girl. Every time I see you, I think of a very interesting poem."
"Which sentence?" Jiang Yishu asked curiously.
Chen Jianghe looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, then looked down at Jiang Yishu: "The moon under the sea is the moon in the sky."
Jiang Yishu smiled knowingly, and couldn't help but move closer to Chen Jianghe. She put her arm around his and rested her head on his shoulder. Her gentle and clear eyes were like a pool of autumn water, untainted by dust.
"Why don't you continue the sentence?" Chen Jianghe asked her with a smile.
"I forgot what the next sentence was." Jiang Yishu showed a rare playful look, her curved eyebrows were so cute.
"Good man, even top students don't know things sometimes?" Chen Jianghe raised his eyebrows.
"It doesn't matter if I don't know how to do it, as long as my brother knows how to do it." Jiang Yishu said softly.
Hearing this, Chen Jianghe couldn't help but hold her slender waist, took a deep breath and said: "You are really my weak spot."
…
When staying with Jiang Yishu, Chen Jianghe always felt that the evening breeze was exceptionally gentle, the moon in the sky was exceptionally bright, and even the noisy chirping of insects hiding in the dark seemed lively and interesting.
It was almost dawn when I returned to school. After entering my sophomore year, the dormitory manager's control over the boys' dormitory was obviously much more relaxed than in my freshman year. The closing time was postponed by half an hour, and the internet was only cut off at night, but not the power, making it convenient for everyone to "read sages' books by lamplight at night."
Chen Jianghe had just walked to the door of the boys' dormitory when he saw a group of familiar men and women walking down the stairs, talking and laughing. Leading them was Tang Yueting, director of the Supervisory Department of the Youth League Committee of the college and head of the part-time team of college students who were chasing light.
