Ye Sanjiang's pupils reflected Jiang Wange's eyes closed, and the two familiar auras had never been as close as they are now.

The four pieces are soft and gently touched one piece, and the squeeze produces a small deformation. The numb current passes by under the skin, and it quickly separates like a dragonfly.

Jiang Wange opened her eyes and did not dare to look at Ye Sanjiang's surprised gaze. She shrank her upper body back, and her hips wrapped in a denim skirt were sitting on her calves.

She lowered her head and stared at the beautiful red rose in her arms in a daze.

The atmosphere in the elevator was silent for a long time.

Ye Sanjiang took a while to remember to speak: "You are..."

"Don't get me wrong!"

"I just don't want to keep my first kiss before I die..."

Jiang Wange said quickly, but couldn't help feeling uncomfortable.

I thought Ye Sanjiang would at least say some "last wishes" related to him before he died, but he seemed to have not considered himself at all.

She originally planned to take this opportunity to confess, but the loss she had finally raised up also defeated her courage.

The remaining courage is only enough to support a kiss, a kiss that has already been thought of.

Jiang Wange caressed the rose petals in his hand, looked up at Ye Sanjiang, and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

Ye Sanjiang narrowed his eyes. He didn't think Jiang Wange would hand over his first kiss so hasty at this time. Even in this dilemma, he was the one who handed over it.

Ye Sanjiang stared at her soft face with her lower jaw and asked:

"Do you like me?"

Jiang Wange's heart skipped a beat, but soon snorted coldly: "I like you? I really laughed. How little I have to be so fond of my eyes that I will fall in love with you?"

Ye Sanjiang twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you don't like it, don't hurt me at the same time..."

"You deserve it."

Jiang Wange's eyes opened with red eyes.

"And you are not considered a first kiss, you can't even talk about kissing, just touch it gently, and there is no time to react at all."

"You will kiss you!"

Jiang Wange cried and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Ye Sanjiang was about to get up, but looking at Jiang Wange's face that was so familiar that he could not be more familiar with him, he froze for a moment, kissing Jiang Wange, what a ghost thing...

He finally didn't move.

Jiang Wange raised his hand to wipe the tears and sneered: "It seems that someone is really amazing and proud. He has learned a lot of kissing skills from his senior sister!"

Ye Sanjiang frowned: "You are still talking about this. How much do you hate her?"

He took a deep breath after he finished speaking and looked away.

"Tell you the truth, she and I are not boyfriend and girlfriend at all, and I have never been interested in her."

Jiang Wange was stunned.

Ye Sanjiang leaned the back of his head against the inner wall of the elevator and watched the elevator continue to open his mouth.

"I approached her to change majors in the sophomore year. Otherwise, how did you think that the scores in all subjects in the final exam of the freshman year are the first in the nursing department?"

"That's because I mastered the most complete range and focus of the nursing department from my senior sister, which are all things that can only be obtained through interpersonal relationships."

"Only those who have excellent final exam scores can pass the application for transferring majors."

Jiang Wange looked at him blankly.

She quickly retorted: "But she still hugged you in front of me!"

"That was deliberately pretending to be in front of her classmates, and I got such a handsome junior. I had a sense of accomplishment in her circle. In short, it was to take each of them. I had my own purpose. The chat records between me and her were all about knowledge points. If you don't believe it, you can read it yourself."

Ye Sanjiang shrugged.

Jiang Wange quickly tilted his head, and his eyes shone brightly in this short period of time.

In just a short while, my sad mood was almost wiped out, which was so magical.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't make a successful confession.

"It turns out that Ye Sanjiang has never been away from me from beginning to end"

Jiang Wange faced the inner wall of the elevator, blinking his eyes and changing the topic: "Then have you approved your application for transferring majors?"

"No news yet, sophomore year has just started a few days."

Ye Sanjiang was observing Jiang Wange from the side.

He felt that maybe he was too sensitive, but he still spoke after he made up his mind.

"Do you really like me? And then I'm embarrassed to admit it?"

Jiang Wange's eyes widened, and his face became rosy with naked eyes.

She retorted emotionally: "Damn it! You have to be narcissistic, right?"

Ye Sanjiang stared at her, and Jiang Wange pretended to be angry and turned her head away.

"Then why are you serious about the senior sister for so long? Are you jealous? Or do you think I was snatched away by her and your only friend is gone?"

Jiang Wange crawled over with a red face and pounded Ye Sanjiang like raindrops with his little fist.

"Eat you jealous! Eat you jealous! Eat you big jealous!"

"I don't have friends? I have so many friends! You've been lying around me all the time? So they don't play with me anymore!"

After pounding, Jiang Wange quickly crawled back and sat in place angrily.

Ye Sanjiang's questioning made her feel ashamed for a moment.

Only then did Jiang Wange realize that even if he put aside all unfavorable objective factors and putting aside his face and confessing to him was a difficult thing than climbing to the sky.

"How do you explain the kissing me? I didn't see that you still have such a strong persistence in the first kiss?"

Ye Sanjiang questioned again.

"I'm fine with my brain! I regret it now. It's better to kiss you than to kiss you!"

Jiang Wange was almost crying when asked by Ye Sanjiang.

Hearing this, Ye Sanjiang rolled his eyes and suddenly lost his mood to continue asking.

I don’t want to keep my first kiss before I die... It sounds quite normal, but it makes Ye Sanjiang feel particularly abnormal when it is placed on Jiang Wange.

He suddenly thought of something.

"That...night song."

"What are you doing?"

"I'm still a virgin, can you see if I can..."

Ye Sanjiang crawled towards Jiang Wange with a smile on his face.

Jiang Wange slowly widened his eyes, his body instinctively shrank back, then raised his arm and slapped hard.

"No! Death pervert!"

...

Ye Sanjiangsheng leaned against the corner of the elevator with a red Wuzhishan on his face.

Jiang Wange sat at the other end from afar.

She was still repeating one by one, like chanting a scripture: "Disgusting! Pervert!"

Ye Sanjiang rolled his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Just say you can't stop it? Why do you have to slap this? And I'm joking, can't you see it?"

Jiang Wange blushed and hugged her legs: "Disgusting!"

Ye Sanjiang still wanted to speak, but a burst of shouts suddenly sounded outside.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone inside!"

Ye Sanjiang and Jiang Wange looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with surprises.

...

After the elevator workers used tools to completely open the elevator door to both sides, Ye Sanjiang then discovered that the ground on the seventh floor was actually in the center of the elevator entrance.

"Climb up!"

The workers outside stretched out their right hand toward the inside.

Ye Sanjiang and Jiang Wange pulled their arms to the ground. Just as they were about to climb up, Jiang Wange seemed to have thought of something and suddenly turned his head to look at Ye Sanjiang.

"The rose is still inside!"

After saying that, she jumped back decisively.

Ye Sanjiang turned around and shouted: "Stop worrying about roses!"
To be continued...