"When you walk deep in Prajnaparamita......

Sheng Fengshi lay on the bed and whispered.

Why is she reading this? It's influenced by Yuan Mu. At first, when Yuan Mu first arrived in the office, when he followed her to attend classes on Tuesdays and Wednesdays, he took a notebook and wrote the "Heart Sutra" silently. Later, she built yì Yuan Mu to read books, and Yuan Mu took the books with her. Later, Yuan Mu and her wrote a lecture record together, and they wrote it well. Yuan Mu is not really a teaching assistant, what kind of lecture records do you write? Sheng Fengshi thought so at the time, but did not raise any objections. She actually knows the answer, and she understands every move of Yuan Mu, all because of the liking from the first sight.

Why are you reading this now? It was also influenced by Yuan Mu. It was influenced by Yuan Mu, who was now lying on the sofa outside.

Why is Yuan Mu left today?

The Buddhas of the three worlds can't stop the heat in the body.

Sheng Feng got up in his clothes, opened the door and asked softly, "Yuan Mu?" ”

"I'm here."

When the light was turned on, Yuan Mu removed the quilt, and the two sat together in pajamas of the same style and texture.

"Why don't you sleep yet?" Sheng Feng asked.

"It's a little hot." Yuan Mu said.

Sheng Fengshi tilted his head and leaned on Yuan Mu's shoulder, and Yuan Mu's arm wrapped around Sheng Fengshi from behind, and his hand was on her arm.

"Today, I met Zou Qishun, and your original purpose of coming here has been accomplished."

"yes." Yuan Mu said, "I'm really glad. ”

"Me too."

Fortunately, Yuan Mu chose to seek help from the school at the beginning, so they were encountered.

Sheng Fengshi said: "I feel very safe to rely on you like this." ”

Yuan Mu: "Me too." ”

"It's so quiet at night."

"You're so fragrant." Yuan Mu sniffed Sheng Fengshi's hair and said very sincerely.

Sheng Fengshi was stunned for a moment, and the topic jumped a little fast. Then she laughed, "You too." We used one bottle of shampoo and the same bottle of conditioner. ”

"Yes, we're the same taste." Yuan Mu realized it later.

Sheng Fengshi felt that Yuan Mu's words were easy to make people think differently......

"I can't smell my hair, though." Yuan Mu said, the tip of his nose touched the top of Sheng Fengshi's head and sniffed twice, "It's really fragrant." ”

Rao was old when he was sheng, not as light and shy as the little girl, and he couldn't help Yuan Mu's straightforward and charming compliment, and his face was a little hot. She pulled Yuan Mu's hand, sat up and said, "Pay attention." ”

"Notice what?" Yuan Mu asked with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm glad I like you." The more Yuan Mu spoke, the brighter he smiled.

Sheng Feng is helpless, what a little girl. Looking at Yuan Mu's bright and joyful eyes, Sheng Fengshi lowered his head, and couldn't help laughing, his mood seemed to be in line with Yuan Mu, and he was happy to like it. Sheng Fengshi felt that the things wrapped in his body suddenly flew away layer by layer with the wind, which was the deep years of the past few decades.

The time that has passed has not disappeared, they become transparent after soaking, wrapping around the human body, fitting the shape of the human body, and the human cannot see it, but will inexplicably feel that little weight. Some people spend their entire lives reminiscing about the pain of the past, and they can't get rid of the heavy time on their bodies until the end of their lives; Some people tear every time they walk a road, tear up the time on their body and throw it away, and get back on the road in a chic manner.

The time on Sheng Feng's body is very thin and light. In the past forty years, she has no ups and downs, no painful memories, and no matter what happens, she is always calm. Time passed uneventfully, and slowly wrapped around her, and after a long time, another circle, too light, and nothing hindered.

But at this moment, even this little weight flew away.

Sheng Fengshi looked at Yuan Mu and silently told Yuan Mu what she wanted.

Yuan Mu understood, so he approached her, hugged her, and kissed her.

The lips are open, the heat is the same as the heart, like fire but not dangerous, and the slippery tongue conveys affection. A gentle and long-lasting kiss, a heart that can be touched, and the hearts of both people are full of love for each other.

Yuan Mu's hand fell to the hem of Sheng Fengshi's shirt, poked in, and his palm touched Sheng Fengshi's skin, warm and delicate, Yuan Mu's brain suddenly went into a trance, held Sheng Fengshi's waist, and pinched it twice.

Sheng Feng shook his tongue, retreated to his mouth, opened his eyes and asked, "What are you doing?" ”

"I ......" Yuan Mu was stunned.

"You're pinching me?"

"I ......"

Sheng Fengshi's current mood can't even be explained by herself, it's chaotic, numb, and extremely complicated. Yuan Mu was still in a daze, obviously not knowing what he had done and why he had done it. Sheng Feng especially wanted to knock on Yuan Mu's head to see if it was wood.

"Don't pinch me next time. Go to bed early. "Stand up at the right time.

Yuan Mu grabbed her hand and asked, "When is the next time?" ”

Sheng Feng Shi held Yuan Mu's fingers, raised them high, bent down, and touched the back of Yuan Mu's hand with his lips.

Supple. Yuan Mu's heartstrings plucked fiercely.

Then Sheng Fengshi let go of Yuan Mu's hand, touched Yuan Mu's head, and went back to the room.

The lights were also turned off.

The living room was empty, Yuan Mu sat on the sofa, thinking blankly: Why did I pinch her waist just now? Why did I pinch her waist? Why pinch your waist? Why?

Thinking to no avail, Yuan Mu pulled the quilt and lay down, with a pair of confused eyes, unable to see the edge in the night.

Why, exactly?

Why......

Yuan Mu fell asleep in the midst of repeated questioning.

It was a new day, and the young Yuan Mu regained his spirits and made breakfast in the kitchen.

I didn't sleep well when I was in the limelight.

Later, when she returned to her room, she thought, in fact, she could go on...... But when he thought of Yuan Mu's confused face, Sheng Fengshi had no other thoughts and just wanted to laugh. The days are still long, just go with the flow, don't be in a hurry when it's in a good time, and don't want to be too deliberate. Just thinking of Yuan Mu's hand again...... Before the action of "pinching" happened, Sheng Fengshi really enjoyed it. It's a little rough, and when you slide over the skin, the slight friction is really fascinating.

So when Yuan Mu pinched her, Sheng Feng felt a strong contrast, so that he immediately sobered up. Yuan Mu's "pinching" does not contain any erotic and erotic meaning, that is, when the baby first began to practice grasping things, the kind of pinching out of curiosity is particularly simple and not adult. Although Yuan Mu is relatively mature in mind and relatively stable in personality, in some places Yuan Mu still has some expressions that match his age. It's okay, Sheng Feng accepted and liked it, but Yuan Mu has a cousin who is younger and so much smaller than his biological age? No, Sheng Fengshi thinks it's better to wait, she can't bear it.

Yuan Mu was still very adult when he cooked.

Eating burritos at the time of the event, he once again praised Yuan Mu's cooking skills in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that Yuan Mu's residence was too far away from here, and it was unsafe and tiring to go out too early to take the car, she would have liked to be able to eat Yuan Mu's cooking in the morning. Sheng Feng found a problem: this is dependence. But she doesn't plan to change.