It was also not long after Lin Weixu fell asleep on the table, and a slender but thin figure gradually approached the library......

It wasn't warm in the library, not even a lamp was lit, only the faint and cold moonlight that came in through the window, accompanied by the shadows cut into fine pieces by the trees outside the window, fell on Lin Weixu's side face on the back of his hand, and on his eyelashes.

And the wind he brought in, the slight coolness, made several of the messy drawings on the table fall to the ground.

He silently picked up the drawings that had fallen on the ground, and rearranged them on the table into a pile and put them aside.

Lin Weixu looked tired, her porcelain-white fingertips gently pressed against the corners of her lips, like a lazy and sleepy aristocratic cat, and even the appearance of lazy sleep was noble.

But it was obviously a little cold, and the robe she draped on her body was wrapped tightly, especially the slightly open neckline and neckline tightened, and the knuckles of her fingers were also tightened.

It's cold.

After watching for a while, Fu Su hugged the person around his waist, his body temperature was different from the cold of ordinary people, Fu Su only took a step and carried Lin Weixu into the couch in the library, and put Lin Weixu on the couch gently.

Fu Su carefully took off Lin Weixu's shoes, held her slender legs and put them back on the couch, just pulled up the quilt for her, and wanted to get up from her side, but at this time, Lin Weixu's soft and thin hand was on his low neck, and his fingertips accidentally hooked his hair.

After a pause, he lowered his head to look at Lin Weixu's still cold sleeping face, his eyes looked deeply for a while, and finally raised his hand to take off the hand that was on the back of his neck.

But Lin Weixu was still very domineering when he was sleeping, and was gently pulled by Fusu, but he stared at his eyebrows, obviously unwilling to be torn away by him, and scratched the back of his neck, squeezing his lock of hair harder.

Even in his sleep, he had no intention of compromising with him.

Fu Su lowered his eyes to look at her, feeling that he could support him for a while, so he let Lin Weixu's hand on his neck.

Because he knew very well that his body temperature was no different from that of ice, even though it was separated by a soft quilt, Fu Su did not suppress Lin Weixu's body, and from beginning to end, he just let his body support Lin Weixu's side again, without giving her the slightest sense of oppression.

Lin Weixu was slowly awakened by the chill touched by his fingertips.

The moment he woke up, Lin Weixu could clearly feel that the atmosphere around him was a little weird.

The first thing she felt the change was when she put her hand on the back of the man's neck, and she was still clutching a tuft of hair between her fingers.

Lin Weixu smelled the breath of the person on his body very clearly, because he was not completely mentally prepared, and he couldn't think of how to react for a while, so he just grabbed his hair and pressed his fingers together slightly.

She could feel that she was holding people's hair with a lot of force, even a little savage, and it should have hurt people......

And Fu Su just leaned on the looseness of her fingers and asked softly, "Are you awake?" ”

His voice sounded hoarse, making people feel twitching for no reason.

Lin Weixu blinked his eyelashes lightly, and there was a feeling of astringency and pain at the corners of his eyes, and he wanted to rub them.

But Lin Weixu was afraid that she would be mistaken by Fusu for crying, so she couldn't help but didn't touch it.

Lin Weixu lowered his eyes and face in silence, and felt that he wanted to ask him something, but he kept pursing his lips, as if even asking a good or bad word had become something difficult to say.

"Xiao Shark came to tell me today, saying that you let him go back to the private school." Fu Su spoke to her in a low voice through a layer of quilts. The cold and slender hand held Lin Weixu's hand and gently took her hand off the back of her neck.

Lin Weixu's fingers were in his cold palm, and he was slightly sleepy for a moment, and suddenly his fingers were withdrawn from his palm and clamped the back of his hand in turn.

Lin Weixu grabbed his cold hand and remained motionless.

Obviously, his attitude was extremely tough, but he didn't do anything, just silently grabbed his hand and didn't let go.

Let her warm palms melt away little by little by the chill in his hands.

Immediately after, Fu Su was gently moved by her gripping hand, touching her fingertips.

Lin Weixu didn't pay attention to it, and recalled the specific atmosphere at that moment.

I only knew that when Su lowered her head and kissed her gently along her chinline, Lin Weixu woke up a little from the cold breath.

Fu Su's lips were so cold that they touched the skin of his cheeks, but for no reason, a heat spread from the side of his neck to his cheeks, making Lin Weixu turn his head slightly.

Fusu's lips were offset, brushing her cold jaw.

Half of Lin Weixu's face sank into the soft pillow, his head turned sideways and refused to turn back, but his fingers still grasped Fu Su's hand and did not move.

Or rather, it was the tightness of her whole body that made her forget that she was still holding the hand of Fu Su.

But Fu Su didn't know this, the only thing he could clearly perceive was the only warm feeling that Lin Weixu had brought him by holding his hand tightly.

It is precisely because of this that Fu Su did not give up because of Lin Weixu's refusal, her lips gently touched her jawbone, and kissed her gently little by little, until she touched her two lips.

Lin Weixu's lips were flat, like a very straight line, and when he was kissed by Fusu, he still didn't mean to open it.

And, the body is obviously tense.

Sue kissed her dry lips twice.

Through a layer of quilts, he hugged her waist and coaxed her to open her mouth little by little with kisses.

Then, kissed in.

Lin Weixu didn't know how to describe Fu Su's kiss this time.

Each time he kissed briefly, after a short kiss, he would loosen his mouth slightly, but he would not pause for too long, and soon kissed again.

Kissing like this intermittently, the lingering heat gradually heats up, and it is very irresistible.

I don't know how long after kissing, Lin Weixu felt a little tired, and her slender white hands and limbs were slightly cool, and they were put back on the back of Fu Su's neck.

I didn't like to raise my hand a little sorely, so I used a little force to hook Su's neck, and she lay on his shoulder, her drooping eyes were cold and lazy, and there were some signs of redness at the corners of her eyes.

Lin Weixu felt that his limbs began to gradually become soft at that moment.

She couldn't help but think of the feeling that when she was in the water, her whole body floated with it, but this time it was obviously different that she was holding Fusu.

Darkness seems to give infinite possibilities, and one can sink into it regardless of the consequences.

It's just that when the kiss was emotional, Fusu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she whispered in her ear, "My lord—"