Complex feelings fermented in Zhou Jinye's heart, he caused trouble, and Lin Juexiao was not angry at all.
He even stood by his side, comforting him and anointing him.
And now, Lin Juexiao is supporting him.
Zhou Jinye was used to being independent, and was a little uncomfortable for a while, but he thought that Lin Juexiao was standing in front of him.
The psychologically complex emotions seem to be mixed up again, mixed together, like a colorful oil painting on a drawing board.
Lin Juexiao's words are actually very rude, but the victory is subtle.
He took Zhou Jinye's wrist and walked down the steps step by step, without even looking at Dong Lesheng and his mother.
Lin Juexiao took Zhou Jinye directly to the side of the car, he unlocked the lock with the key, turned his head and asked, "Why don't you live in the school?"
He slowed down and persuaded: "Jinye, you live in my house. It won't bother me, so you don't have to feel troubled."
"You can tell me directly if you don't want to live on campus, you can tell me if you are wronged, and you can tell me anything."
Lin Juexiao's eyes changed again It is easy for Zhou Jinye to misunderstand when he has to be as gentle as usual and look at a person intently.
His heartbeat accelerated instantly, Zhou Jinye was not sure whether Lin Juexiao heard his rapid heartbeat.
Zhou Jinye lowered his head and said what was in his heart: "I don't want to live on campus."
Lin Juexiao let out a sigh of relief. He smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be better to say that earlier? Come here and get in the car."
Zhou Jinye was silent . He pulled open the co-pilot's door and sat in, but when he sat in, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
The seat had been moved, and before the gap in front could fit his legs, but now it was crowded.
Zhou Jinye's expression changed slightly in an instant, he stretched out his hand and silently moved his seat back.
The seat was vacant, but Zhou Jinye's heart was filled with panic.
He began to try to use his barren math knowledge to calculate how tall the person who had sat in this position was.
The seat is estimated to be moved back seven or eight centimeters, and he is one meter eighty-five, so—Zhou Jinye really can't figure it out.
But as soon as Zhou Jinye lowered his head, he saw a lipstick.
The slender Armani lip glaze lay quietly on the ground, still in red tubes, very eye-catching.
Zhou Jinye pursed his lips, bent down and picked up the lipstick. Lin Juexiao saw it, glanced at it, and said softly, "Put the lipstick on the vacant seat next to you, it seems to be Sister Jiang. what?"
"Oh." Zhou Jinge responded calmly, loosened his fingers, put the lipstick in the storage area on the door, and asked as if he had nothing to say, "Did she take your car today?"
Zhou Jinye had some impressions of Sister Jiang in Lin Juexiao's mouth. He had seen him a few days ago, and he called him "little brother" when he opened his mouth, and he was still Lin Juexiao's colleague.
She is a pretty woman.
Lin Juexiao drove the car and replied casually: "Well, for the hospital dinner today, Sister Jiang didn't drive, so I took her all the way."
