My Feelings Can Wait (MTL)

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Ji Yooyan wanted to press the on button immediately, but one second before pressing, she recovered.

She straightened her hair twice in front of the screen, bit her lip, unbuttoned the two buttons of her pajamas, and opened them to reveal her **** collarbone. Then, she squeezed her cheeks and put back her excessive joy.

She was afraid that Jing Xiu would be impatient, so this set of actions was done smoothly and took less than five seconds.

She switched on the video, staring at the screen intently with just the right surprise and doubt.

The screen shook twice, and Jing Xun's dreamlike face appeared in front of Ji Youyan.

Jing Xiu wore a simple white turtleneck sweater and a red beret on her head. His skin was as bright as snow. The high-definition video quality can't stop her beauty. That is, the big beauty pressed her red lips tightly and looked unhappy.

The arc of Ji Yuyan's lips couldn't help but rose again.

"Ayan?" She deliberately greeted with a little doubt.

Jing Xiu looked at her carefully, but didn't answer immediately.

She didn't actually think about what to say to Ji Yoon. When she got the news, she was anxious and called out before she could think more.

Ji Yooyan seemed to be in good condition, and Jing Xiu felt a little relieved. She was silent for two seconds, and her gaze shifted from Ji Youyan's face to her neck...on her clothes.

The scenery on the collarbone and chest is great.

"Isn't it cold? The clothes are worn like this?" Jing Xiu said the first sentence.

The tone is a bit harsh.

"..." Ji Yu didn't know what he said, so his smile froze on his face immediately.

"Collar." Jing Xiu reminded.

Ji Yuyan looked down at his pajamas and reacted. He was ashamed and funny for a while, his face flushed to the root of his ears.

While embarrassingly closing her neckline and putting on her coat, she pretended to explain naturally: "I was sleeping just now and I didn't pay attention..."

When she lowered her voice, she became hoarse. Jing Xiu frowned, couldn't help but ease his voice, and asked, "I saw your circle of friends. Have a cold?"

"Well, I had a high fever last night, so I went to the emergency room in the hospital in the morning and stopped drinking." Ji Youyan was a bit weak.

Jing Xiu's eyes sank. She asked a little softer, "What about now? Are you in the hotel? Are you still burning?"

Her face was an unconcealable worry. Ji Yuyan's heart seemed to be embraced softly, warm and warm.

She saw Jing Xun's nervousness as she wished, and in turn felt sorry for Jing Xun. She put away her fragility, turned back to a sensible adult, and comforted Jing Xiu: "I'm in the hotel now, it's not burning, it's all right now, don't worry."

Jing Xiu said uneasy: "Is there a thermometer? Let's test it again."

Obviously, he wanted to make Jing Xun feel at ease, but found that Jing Xun was still concerned, Ji Youyan had to admit shamefully, that he seemed to be more pressing.

She bends her eyebrows: "Yes, okay, I'll get it now."

She held the phone, turned her side, took the thermometer on the head of the bed, and then clamped it under her armpit.