Chapter 37: Why are you squeezing? Don’t you see a short guy here?

The two brothers and sisters often bickered constantly. Jiang Jianchuan was used to it and sighed lightly without interrupting.

It was already 5:30 when the three of them returned to the garage downstairs.

Cheng Xiaoyue got out of the car with her schoolbag on her back, walked into the elevator and pressed the elevator button.

After a while, Jiang Jianchuan and Cheng Shu also came in.

The two were chatting while walking, seemingly talking about the modeling competition. Cheng Xiaoyue didn't understand, so she silently took a step back and stood diagonally behind them.

She looked like she was doing nothing, but out of the corner of her eye she kept glancing in the direction of Jiang Mikawa unconsciously.

She was secretly peeking at him through the mirror of the elevator door, but suddenly he stopped talking and raised his eyes, and their eyes unexpectedly collided on the mirror.

Cheng Xiaoyue's heart tightened and she immediately looked away, pretending to be looking at the floor displayed on the panel.

The elevator is going down, 4, 3, 2, 1,...

will soon reach the -1 floor.

The elevator door opened to both sides, and the mirror was split in half, cutting off his line of sight.

Without squinting, Cheng Xiaoyue walked in first and stood in the innermost corner.

Cheng Shu stood on the other side and pressed the floor, then casually leaned against the wall of the car, holding his phone and looking down at unread messages.

Jiang Jianchuan didn't say anything anymore. He stood calmly in front of Cheng Xiaoyue and looked up at the elevator's LCD screen.

After a while, the elevator went up to the first floor, and many people squeezed in.

Jiang Michuan leaned in to make room for others.

But there was a middle-aged man who didn't notice that there was a little girl standing behind him. While squeezing in, he urged impatiently,

"Make way, make way."

His movements were a little frizzy, He accidentally bumped into Jiang Michuan's shoulder.

Jiang Jianchuan's body moved slightly, and he took a step back unexpectedly. He immediately turned sideways quickly and supported the car wall with one hand.

The space in the car was tight, so he turned to one side, almost holding her whole body in his arms.

The air around him was thin, and the noisy voices seemed to have been pressed on the mute button.

Her breath was robbed by his strong breath, and Cheng Xiaoyue heard her own thundering heartbeat, loudly screaming silently in her chest.

In her peripheral vision, his chin was right on top of her head. As long as she raised her head a little, she seemed to be able to kiss his Adam's apple.

Cheng Xiaoyue's body froze and she didn't dare to move.

The next second, Jiang Michuan stood upright by supporting the car wall, and suddenly brought the two people back to a safe distance.

He has always advanced and retreated gracefully and with ease.

The clear breath in her nose was gone, and Cheng Xiaoyue's heart seemed to be empty, and her mood suddenly became empty and confused.

He knew clearly that the close contact just now was an accident, but he felt shy inside.

She was afraid of suddenly breaking the balanced relationship between them, but deep down she also longed for him to get closer.

The two emotions were struggling, and Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned.

However, Jiang Jianchuan bowed his back slightly, and his free hand suddenly grabbed her wrist and brought her to his chest.

The man's tall shoulders and arms formed a small world, isolating her from the noisy crowd behind her.

Then he turned back with an indifferent expression and said in an unhappy tone,

"Why are you squeezing? Didn't you see there is a short person here?"

Cheng Xiaoyue: "...?"

You are short! Your whole family is short!

Suddenly being attacked on her height, Cheng Xiaoyue immediately put all her charming thoughts behind!

She stood on tiptoes unconvinced and straightened her back angrily, as if she wanted to have a clear break with him.

Only then did the middle-aged man see Cheng Xiaoyue, and he apologized repeatedly and said he was sorry, he hadn't seen her just now.

Cheng Xiaoyue snorted and reluctantly said it didn't matter, but quietly rolled her eyes at the air.

Jiang Michuan suppressed his amusement and pretended not to notice, but did not let go of her wrist, fearing that she, a little dwarf, would be squeezed again soon.

The elevator continues upward.

2, 3, 4...

The green numbers on the LCD panel kept beating, and the heart of a certain dwarf in the elevator hung higher and higher.

The strength on her wrist was still there, and Jiang Michuan was still holding her.

Although the strength is not strong, it is like holding a dog carelessly. But this action alone is enough to make people's hearts flutter.

Cheng Xiaoyue didn't dare to move, for fear that if she made the slightest move, Jiang Jianchuan would think that she was unhappy and let her go immediately.

So she held her breath and concentrated, stiffening her body and pretending to be an ice sculpture, letting her heart beat desperately in her chest without showing any signs of it.

Cheng Shu was looking down at his phone the whole time and didn't notice that the two people opposite him were still holding hands underneath.

In front of her brother, holding hands with Jiang Jianchuan...

Cheng Xiaoyue was so nervous that sweat broke out on her palms, but more than anything, it was an inexplicable excitement.

Cheng Shu always said that she had been rebellious since she was a child, not only getting into trouble but also causing trouble.

If he had said this before, Cheng Xiaoyue would still be unhappy.

But now, she seems to understand the joy of rebellion.

The more restricted it is, the more attractive it is.

The more it is banned, the more I want to try it.

....

The elevator stopped 3 or 4 times midway, and most of the people got off, and the confined space suddenly became enlightened.

Jiang Michuan naturally let go of his hand and didn't say anything. He just took a step forward and distanced himself.

The strength in her wrist disappeared, Cheng Xiaoyue was stunned for a moment, and then she regained consciousness.

She seemed relieved to finally be able to quietly move her stiff wrist.

Cheng Shu happened to raise his head after reading the message on his phone, and she immediately put her hands in her pockets to hide it, as if she was afraid that he would see that they had just held hands.

Fortunately, Cheng Shu's attention was not on her side, because he was looking at Jiang Michuan,

"How are you preparing for the competition?"

Jiang Michuan said in a tone of voice, "Almost."

In fact, he only participated in this competition to gain extra points for his research. If nothing else, he will stay in Jiangcheng to pursue a graduate degree in computer vision after graduating from his undergraduate degree.

Cheng Shu then asked him some questions from professional classes, and Cheng Xiaoyue habitually stood beside him in a daze.

Only when he heard the words "retaining graduate school but not guaranteeing graduate school" did he realize in a daze, if Jiang Michuan planned to continue studying for graduate school, he wouldn't get married and have children so soon, right?

She pursed her lips, the corners of her lips rising uncontrollably.

It wasn't until Cheng Shu and Jiang Jianchuan finished chatting about business that he turned around and saw his little confused boy eavesdropping, with the corners of his lips curling up to his ears. He couldn't help but look at her in confusion,

"Why are you so happy?"

This question was quite abrupt. Normally Cheng Xiaoyue might not bother to pay attention to him.

But she was in a good mood today, as if a huge stone had fallen from her heart, so she raised her little face and said in a cheerful tone,

"The gums suddenly feel a little hot, can't you expose them to cool down?"