Hidden Assassin: Volume 4, Youth at the Time, Section 158 Disordered

The woman who had been coveted for a long time was pushed down on the bed, and she said that she was very warm. Huang Haoyun's reaction was a nosebleed, so it might not be difficult to guess what kind of fantasy he usually has about Yahan.

On the other hand, when Yahan opened his eyes in a daze, the first reaction was a more intense struggle. Knowing that she has always had low blood pressure and was confused when she woke up, Jia Ming held her hands together: "Hey, have you had a nightmare? That... Teacher Yahan."

"No...no...that...you always want...I...that...I beg you to forgive me...but, but you ignore me...I, I...shame... That... that... uh..."

The intermittent voice, because the owner's thoughts are a little confused, most of them can't hear it clearly, but they can probably recognize a few words, and they are not very sure. However, even though they are speculation, these words are obviously more ambiguous than the sentence just now, "Brother Jiaming, don't". Letting go of Yahan's hand, Jia Ming looked at Huang Haoyun behind with a little embarrassment, and only then did Yahan wake up a little bit.

"Uh...that...that...what happened..."

"No...No, did you have a nightmare? I remember you always had low blood pressure, and you couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality when you got up..." Sitting on the edge of the bed with a casual smile, Jia Ming also stretched his finger Pointing to Yahan's skirt, he was struggling just now. The skirt had already faded up at this time. You could vaguely see the black **** with lace. It was not only him who wanted to come, but Huang Haoyun might have inadvertently filled his eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Hurrying down the skirt, Yahan picked up the wide-brimmed glasses on the desk beside him and put on them, lowered his head, and sat on Jia Ming's bed with his legs bent. There was a moment of silence in the room. The atmosphere looked a bit like the scene of Yahan being caught in bed by Huang Haoyun after committing adultery with Jia Ming. It was also in this atmosphere, Yahan recalled everything before, and his face turned red. In the end, it was like a layer of tomato sauce.

"Uh, that..." For a moment, Yahan was the first to break the deadlock, "I...I had a nightmare, I...I want to go to the bathroom." Taking a deep breath, She got out of bed with her cheeks still in the red tide, put on her black high heels, then smiled and walked out the door.

"Hey, we have dinner."

"Okay, okay, I'll be over now..."

"There is a toilet in my room..."

Jia Ming wanted to go out with him, but Yahan didn't seem to be waiting for him, so he ran out of sight with a few bangs. On this side, Huang Haoyun had stared at Jia Ming fiercely, and then rushed over, grabbing his collar.

"Honestly! You and Yahan..."

Before speaking, Jia Ming, who was directly pressed to the window, stretched out his hand and moved behind his back. The window suddenly opened. Jia Ming had fallen on the grass outside, rolling a few times and got up.

"Please, be rational, boss, definitely not what you think."

"Otherwise, what would it be like, and in the hotel in Xinning City...I haven't asked you..."

"She just had a nightmare... and I was more than seven years younger than her. We are just friends, you know, year-end and year-end friendship..."

"Fuck you! I killed you..."

Want to chase out from the window sill, Jia Ming has turned around and ran out of sight. In this house, he has always been able to hide, and no one can chase him.

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More than ten minutes later, Yahan, who came out of the toilet, appeared in the hall and greeted some people she knew. She went straight to the corner and sat down next to Jia Ming. This table is full of some young people from the Huang family, similar to Jia Ming, Huang Haobing, and Xu Yiting after worshiping his father. Yahan blends in and suddenly feels a little uncoordinated, but looking at her current state, it seems that there is no such thing. Take note of this.

This time Yahan was regarded as a guest, and the weight of Zhang’s family was not low. After half a minute, an aunt of Jiaming came over and wanted to arrange her to go to the table next to the main dinner, and saw someone To give her a place, Yahan quickly stood up and smiled and refused.

"Auntie, don’t bother. Everyone is so familiar. Isn’t it the same as your own home when you come here? What's more, everyone at that table talks about business affairs. I am a girl and I can’t say anything. It happened that Yi Ting was there. This table... and I'm a teacher, so they are the ones who teach..."

However, she said she was sitting with Yi Ting. There was still a seat beside Xu Yiting but she did not go there. Instead, she chose to sit next to Jia Ming. Seeing that she had no intention of sitting there, the other party didn’t. Reluctantly, and not far away, Huang Haoyun, whose suspicion had diminished, looked over again with resentful eyes.

Speaking of it, Yahan has never been to Huang's house since the kidnapping incident on the picnic. It's okay to give up on this, but when a contrast like Jia Ming appeared in front of him, it really made him very depressed. , I don't understand what I am missing than a guy like Jiaming.

While he was depressed, Yahan’s mood seemed to be in a certain contradiction. From the moment she sat down, she didn’t have Jiaming to speak, and the dishes came up, but she just sullen her head to eat dishes, even

The acquaintance came over and said hello with a smile. The voices inside and outside the hall were constant, but Jia Ming always felt that there was a chill around him. When he was almost halfway through the meal, Huang Bingxing came over with a wine glass and chatted with Yahan.

As Huang Haoyun’s father, Huang Bingxing has always hoped that Yahan can be his own daughter-in-law. Although Yahan and Huang Haoyun can’t match each other, Huang Bingxing and Zhang Jingan, Yahan, and Zhang’s family have kept it all the time. A good relationship. After chatting for a while, after drinking two glasses of wine, Huang Bingxing smiled and asked: "I heard that Yahan has a good relationship with Jia Ming, right?"

"Haha, of course." Yahan was slightly taken aback when he heard Jia Ming, but then she laughed brilliantly, "We are like brothers and sisters, and I am his senior sister in the martial arts gym. Also, Jia Ming saved my life before, eh..." Reached out his hand and patted Jia Ming on the head like a puppy, then put his arm around Jia Ming’s shoulder and kissed him **** the cheek. One bite, although Jia Ming is also sixteen years old at this time, the two are not in age after all. In the eyes of others, such an upright molesting is from sincerity, Huang Bingxing laughed, and the few adults on the side saw the family. Obviously wiped his cheeks in disgust, and they all made fun of them.

After asking this question, Huang Bingxing left with a smile and said a few words with Huang Haoyun in the distance. Although he couldn't hear him far away, Jia Ming could still recognize the meaning by reading his lips. Huang Bingxing probably was there. Said: "It's not good...the age difference is so much, how could she and Jia Ming..."

"Hey, don't wipe it, there is no..."

Is recognizing the words of the father and son, Yahan smiled and took the hand he was wiping his face, Jia Ming rolled his eyes: "How could there not be..."

"Hmph, how did you know that there were, you didn't look in the mirror!" Yahan said unwillingly, raising his head.

"Here." Jia Ming pointed to the white porcelain bowl next to her angrily. The rim of the bowl has been stained with a few traces of lipstick. "You are a idiot, the lipstick is so thick..."

"Huh...what about the nympho..."

If it was the atmosphere when two people were alone on weekdays, Yahan would probably treat this kind of thing as a game and pounce on it and leave a lipstick mark. However, under the current circumstances, she naturally did not dare to do anything. But when Jia Ming said that her lipstick was too thick, Yahan's face couldn't help but reddened again. She put on makeup in the toilet, and she was in a mess...

Recalling those things, looking at the red mark on Jia Ming’s face, Yahan picked up the porcelain bowl and bit hard with his lips on the rim of the bowl. Then, a red lip mark was left there. Both inside and outside are bright and attractive...

Now that things have come, even though I am emotionally dull as Jiaming, I am vaguely aware of something wrong. I have already judged it intellectually, but I still can't understand it emotionally, and I feel a little confused for a while. Yahan next to him quietly lowered his head to eat, occasionally raised his head with a smile, and stopped talking with him until the end of the meal.

After a meal, Yahan took a rest, and Yahan got up to say goodbye, and chatted with Jia Ming about the next day's performance, but it was just as formulaic as possible, without too much intimacy.

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At the crossroads, the red light came on, and the car stopped quietly before the white line.

Looking at the light for a few seconds, Yahan took a deep breath, gently hugged the steering wheel, and put his forehead against it.

Recalling the situation when she took off her underwear in the toilet at that time, the sticky and shameful water stains, she could even feel the cold between her legs at this time, and her whole body was soft and unable to lift strength. Come.

I actually had a spring dream on Jiaming’s bed... You died, you... Zhang Yahan...

Jia Ming, does he...know? Although everything is normal at the dining table~IndoMTL.com~, pretending to be pure is his strong point. As keen as him, he probably knows it, but he didn’t say it because he didn’t want to embarrass himself. Then what would he think? , How will he see himself in the future...

And that dream...

I have always felt that I should be a normal person, but what does that dream really represent? I really like Shangjia Ming, whether you like it or love, but it’s impossible for me to say it. If Jia Ming can really do it like that in that dream...Forcing himself, just for his own happiness and forcing himself to do it If you are embarrassed by things like this, even if you cry and beg for mercy, you won’t be moved...In that case, you don’t have to face embarrassment and choices...

According to the psychological point of view, dreams are a manifestation of people’s desires. Is it possible that oneself is looking forward to that kind of thing...

Can't think clearly, and can't easily admit this. After a while, the green light came on, and she stepped on the accelerator, trying to focus on tomorrow's school celebration.

But... Jia Ming and their performance...