Chapter 241: The Bloodline Professor and the Maiden (13)

Professor Austin's residence is in the same style as his office.

Empty.

The off-white slightly neutralizes the black tones of the dark night.

Those who came in for the first time thought that they had accidentally broken into the dark forest under the moonlight.

"The master bedroom is on the second floor."

Austin's voice was slightly low, weak as air.

The eyes were like nothing, sweeping the little girl's black robe and uniform, without accessories... Heart.

Ah Chan helped him upstairs.

It must have been too badly injured, and every time he climbed a flight of stairs, he breathed a little heavier.

The weight of the whole body seems to be leaning on the slender little girl.

Ah Chan's thin brows frowned slightly.

Bent over.

The delicate arms hugged the waist...

……

Until the bedroom, when Austin was placed on a light gray bed, he was still a little stunned.

He just...

was hugged by this soft and delicate little girl??

After a brief moment of shock, a faint flush slowly appeared on Austin's pale face.

Cough lightly.

I urgently need to say something to divert my shame of being hugged by a little girl princess.

"The futon is in the cupboard." He said in a low voice.

"Huh?"

The little girl's soft and confused eyes glanced at the quilt that was spread flat on the big bed.

On the little face, there was obvious confusion.

Austin couldn't help but be a little suspicious, this little girl is so stupid, it will take a few years to rebuild in his hands before she can pass?

He sighed slowly.

He sighed helplessly: "Do you want to cover a quilt with me?" ”

When Ah Chan heard this, he nodded vigorously!

As if looking at his face, his soft and cute eyes widened, and he slowly shook his head reluctantly.

The first reaction is the most real reaction.

Austin was slightly stunned when she saw her nod first.

Xu didn't expect this little girl to make no secret of his love... Covet.

On the cold white face, the crimson that had just disappeared made a comeback.

With a light cough, he turned his back.

The fair-skinned and slender fingertips slowly lifted and landed on the buttoned neckline that was full of asceticism.

The wound on the chest was so severe that as soon as he raised his hand, he was involved in the wound.

Austin's face turned pale.

Low pumping.

Ah Chan immediately moved and stood in front of him again, staring at his face seriously with his soft and confused eyes.

His movements.

I found out that he wanted to unbutton.

The soft little voice said very conscientiously: "I'm coming, I'm coming." ”

She stood on her tiptoes.

The white, delicate fingers covered his meticulous neckline, touching the cold fingers that he had not yet withdrawn.

Ah Chan trembled visibly, cold.

His hands were still cold.

Austin withdrew his hand, fingertips twitching slightly.

The skin that she inadvertently touched was a kind of... The illusion of faintly hot heat.

Professor Austin, who was indifferent and cold in the classroom and very tolerant in the face of any situation, lowered his eyes slightly at this moment.

Let her delicate little hands fiddle with his neckline.

The eyes under the long eyelashes flickered with an unknown meaning, falling on the little girl's approaching face.

She looked up at her little face.

The expression is serious, and the pink lips are slightly open imperceptibly.

A shallow breath swept across his chin.

It seems that as soon as he looks down, he can touch ...... The sweetness of her lips.

The throat does not roll slightly.

He was so tall that she stood on tiptoe, swaying like a twig.

Falling forward slightly, it was next to his broad chest.

Scald.

was already hurting his heart, but he felt a burning bone.

With this level of incineration, the average blood clan is afraid that it will directly turn into ashes.

The dark light under Austin's eyes, meaninglessly, swept over her neck and into her heart.

Ah Chan finally finished unbuttoning his neckline.

With a sigh of relief, the little hand was retracted.

Just listen to his low and slow voice: "Untie them all." ”