The various books are neatly arranged, and most of them are extremely professional books.

Luo Xingcen casually took out a copy and found that there were notes made by He Qianyao in it, obviously, these books were not bought to look good, but He Qianyao had really read them.

Luo Xingcen suddenly felt a little ashamed, the male god was already very good, but he still worked so hard in private.

Sure enough, people who are better than you often work harder than you.

This made Luo Xingcen suddenly have a sense of crisis.

She estimated that she would have to work harder, otherwise with the speed at which the male god was advancing, she might really not be able to catch up.

Suddenly, Luo Xingcen heard the sound of the door closing behind him.

She turned her head to look and saw He Qianyao close the door.

Originally, it was nothing to enter the house and close the door casually, but she and He Qianyao were in such a closed environment, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Moreover, He Qianyao was looking at her, and his eyes were very focused and expressional.

Luo Xingcen felt that her face was starting to heat slightly, her heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and she was too shy to do it, and she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet for a while.

Luo Xingcen didn't know what was wrong with him.

Obviously, the two of them have been alone before, but every time he is with He Qianyao, he still can't help but be shy.

Maybe it's in his bedroom today, and the location is different, which makes me feel even more embarrassed.

Seeing Luo Xingcen bowing his head and his face flushed, He Qianyao couldn't hold it anymore, he took a step forward and suddenly hugged Luo Xingcen.

He Qianyao doesn't speak that kind of sweet words, and usually, his emotions are also very restrained.

But at this moment, when he hugged himself tightly, Luo Xingcen could feel He Qianyao's rising body temperature.

She felt like she was holding a hot soldering iron.

The two were immersed in wordless happiness, and after a while, He Qianyao moved.

He looked down at Luo Xingcen, with a hard-to-suppress enthusiasm in his eyes.

His slender hand gently brushed Luo Xingcen's hair, crossed her fair and delicate face, and finally, he lifted Luo Xingcen's chin.

Luo Xingcen raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

He Qianyao slowly lowered his head, and finally, he gently kissed Luo Xingcen on the forehead.

"I miss you so much." He said softly, but the affection in it made Luo Xingcen's whole person soft.

The charm of the male god is too strong.

Luo Xingcen looked at He Qianyao and found that although he kissed his forehead, a trace of patience and depression seemed to flash in his eyes.

Luo Xingcen's heart moved, she had actually been a little faintly aware of it before.

Although she and He Qianyao are already boyfriend and girlfriend, in the intimate moment between the two people, He Qianyao is very restrained.

Maybe it's because He Qianyao feels that he is still young, the most he can do between the two is to hug and hold hands, and no matter how much, he kisses his forehead.

However, Luo Xingcen felt that He Qianyao could restrain herself, but she couldn't restrain herself.

Facing such a perfect man, looking at his handsome and peerless face like a god, Luo Xingcen couldn't help but stare at He Qianyao's angular lips.

He Qianyao kept his distance, which was a kind of respect for her, and Luo Xingcen knew that she was also very grateful to He Qianyao for this.