Ying Shao is a Girl

This extra chapter has nothing to do with the main plot.

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On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon shines brightly in the blue sky.

The lanterns are on.

The bright lights give the city a faint halo, hazy and confusing.

After a busy day at the company, Ying Junchu drove back to Shunhua Villa.

The night is very late.

There was silence all around.

She is a little tired.

The company has a lot of things waiting for her to deal with.

Behind strength and success there is always more dedication and hardship.

There were no lights on in the living room.

Darkness.

The endless night swallowed her up.

Deserted.

Ying Jun had long been accustomed to it.

She turned on the small lamp in the living room.

The light was dim, as if it would be swallowed up by the night at any time.

She sat down against the sofa.

I am still thinking about how to deal with some difficult things in the company.

Maybe I'm really a little tired.

For a moment, a trace of irritability surged in my heart.

Ying Junchu took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and held a slender cigarette in his white and well-jointed hands.

This smoke is very strong.

It's what she likes.

She used a friction wheel lighter.

A small cluster of flames danced.

She puffed away the clouds and mist very skillfully, her eyes slightly narrowed, lazy and noble.

As the smoke curled up, her face gradually blurred, like looking at flowers through mist, leaving only a vague outline.

Light footsteps came from the stairs.

Ying Jun's sensitive nerves were aroused.

Which dog thing can disturb people's rest in the middle of the night?

His brows were furrowed, obviously displeased.

She looked back at the stairs with displeasure.

The young man was dressed in white, and his black hair fell gently on his ears. The dim light shone on him, adding a touch of warmth to him.

The young man's eyebrows were exquisite, his eyes looked like a pair of bright crescent moons when he smiled, and his blue pupils seemed to have thousands of stars in them.

The surrounding scenery was eclipsed, and everything became his background in an instant.

He walked slowly towards her.

"Chuchu."

Ling Yiche called her gently, with a gentle voice and gentle eyes.

"Yeah." Ying Junchu responded lightly.

She seemed less agitated.

"Why are you still up so late?" She raised her eyebrows, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

"I'm waiting for you."

The young man was still smiling, and the thousands of stars in his eyes complemented the bright moon outside the window.

Ying Junchu glanced at him coldly, then turned his head and ignored him.

She didn't want Ling Yiche to stay up late. He was not in good physical condition and staying up late would be more harmful to his health.

He didn't listen to himself?

It’s time to clean up.

The young man squatted down obediently in front of her, raised his head and looked at her, with a smile in his eyes.

Thousands of stars are shining brightly.

"Chuchu, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival... Well, I want to eat moon cakes."

The clean and good-looking young man looked at her expectantly.

Like a well-behaved rabbit.

Ying Junchu was stunned for a moment.

Hmm, it's kind of cute.

She even forgot that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

too busy.

"Go out and buy it now?"

Ying Junchu suggested.

"But it's very late, maybe it's closed..."

Ying Junchu nodded.

It's really not a good idea to go out and buy mooncakes right now.

"Change." Ying Junchu spit out two concise words from his thin lips.

"what?"

Ling Yiche didn't understand what she meant.

"Close your eyes."

She softened her tone, but her voice was still cold.

"Oh." The young man closed his eyes obediently.

The corners of Ying Junchu's mouth were slightly raised, and the smile could not be hidden in his deep and narrow peach blossom eyes.

The lips are warm and sweet.

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The boy's shell-like ears were always red and would not fade away for a long time.

Ying Junchu raised his eyebrows as he looked at the exquisitely crafted and fragrant mooncakes on the table.

"Did you do this?"

She glanced at him.

"Yeah." The previous scene kept popping up in his mind, and now he didn't dare to look directly into Ying Junchu's eyes.

"Then you still said you want to eat mooncakes?" You've made so many, so hurry up and eat them! You want mooncakes from me?

"I……"

The young man lowered his head, and clouds bloomed at the tips of his ears.

Little thing, you are so brave.

He dared to lie to her.

Need to clean up.

In the end, the mooncakes were not finished.

Ying Junchu didn't let him go all night.

He knew he was wrong and would dare to do it next time.

--- At the beginning of the year, I only hope that every year will be like this day.

happy mid-Autumn Festival!

Is it sweet?

Fairies, have you eaten mooncakes?