Shen Ge's mood was very delicate now.

On the one hand, he didn't dare to withdraw his hand easily, for fear of waking her up and affecting her sleep quality.

On the other hand, he doesn't know how he faces her after waking up, can a sentence of "help you keep warm" can make her mind?

Shen Ge was a little annoyed that he didn't go through the brain.

But chagrin doesn't mean regret, even if she wakes up the next day and scolds the two of them after seeing this posture, it's better than her being cold enough to take medicine.

In this way, Shen Ge could barely comfort his nervous little heart.

The next day, as Shen Ge thought, Fu Xin was shocked when he opened his eyes.

Fortunately, she didn't look at herself with a perverted look, and Shen Ge was already inexplicably relieved.

"You..." Fu Xin's eyes were complicated, and he didn't know how to speak.

Shen Ge couldn't wait to explain: "You kicked the quilt out of bed last night, and I couldn't pick it up, so I could only hold you, for fear that you would catch a cold from the air conditioner." ”

If Fu Xin was still struggling with Shen Ge about what this meant before this, then now that she knew the truth, she immediately relaxed her heart, threw this matter to the back of her head, and teased in a mood: "I thought you had a crush on me, and sneaked ...... in the middle of the night."

She deliberately said that half of it was left and half was left, and Shen Ge's entire little heart was hung up.

"Nothing."

He felt that his justification was rather weak.

Fu Xin's eyebrows and eyes curled: "It's still interesting to see your nervous appearance early in the morning." ”

Shen Ge said again: "There is no nervousness. ”

Of course, he betrayed himself with his stuttered words.

Fu Xin pretended to ignore this matter as if nothing happened, but he saw that Shen Ge was absent-minded for the rest of the day.

During class, Fu Xin obediently listened to lectures and did questions, while Shen Ge was idle and wandered around the classroom, watching what this group of senior high school students were doing at this moment of intense study.

Most people follow the teacher, while the few who remain have a varied life.

The vast majority of the small group slept on their stomachs on the table, and even more so that the hara spilled onto the rolls.

The two students in the back row were holding snacks, and when they saw the teacher turn around, they immediately took out potato chips and stuffed them in their mouths and chewed them carefully.

Shen Ge felt that this method of chewing snacks and listening to lectures was really good, which helped to increase the level of mental tension, and then improve concentration.

There is also a student who fishes in class, it is a boy, he pushes the frame of his glasses, looks like a good student making a roll, bows his head and draws a villain with a pencil on the roll.

Not to mention, it's pretty good-looking.

However, Shen Ge felt that the classmate who was painting was paying a little strange attention, as if he had been staring at someone to draw, which made him instantly interested.

He stood behind the student and saw who the student was drawing from this angle.

The result was tragic, and he unexpectedly met Fu Xin's eyes.

Shen Ge looked at his nose and nose, looked at his heart, lowered his head and calmly looked at the villain on the white paper, it was indeed Jian Muqiu!

For some reason, he was a little upset.

But he can't do anything.

Shen Ge had no choice but to put away his unprovoked irritability and continue to wander around.

Fu Xin's seat was right by the window, and as soon as the wind blew, the curtains blew on her face.

This forced her to tie the curtains into a bunch after class.

Shen Ge levitated, as if he was sitting on a window, his legs folded.

After a while, he floated out a sentence towards Fu Xin.

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