That kind of heartache made him really feel her care for the first time, and he had the illusion of being cared for by her.

Maybe he was hypocritical, but when he heard this, he was really moved by her.

He pursed his lips slightly, his heart softening.

Perhaps she was too careful, and the room was dimly lit, so that she turned her body slightly, her eyes as close to his back as possible, and her hand unconsciously touched his waist, smearing all the burns as much as she could.

But it was this state of being flirtatious that provoked Wen Qingye's originally calm heart to be stirred up again.

The urge that he couldn't suppress made him take a deep breath to relieve the heat in his body.

Song Lichu thought that he had hurt him, so he hurriedly asked, "Did I hurt you?" I try to be as light as possible. ”

Wen Qingye, who was already a little difficult to restrain himself, heard this, and said with a smile: "I don't hurt, I'm afraid you'll hurt later......"

Song Lichu, who put a bandage on his back, asked him puzzled while packing up the wooden box.

"I'm not hurt, why does it hurt?"

Song Lichu, who packed the box, held her hands in her arms, and at this time, Wen Qingye just turned around and looked at her face to face.

The second the two looked at each other, the tenderness and desire in Wen Qingye's eyes couldn't help but be revealed.

"Pear ......"

"Huh?"

Song Lichu, who was holding the box, sat on the bed, looking at him innocently and harmlessly, seeing that he could hardly bear the lust in his heart!

"I want to kiss you!"

Song Lichu blinked, and after eating for a few seconds, he realized the meaning of his words, and his face suddenly turned red.

Lowered his eyes and lowered his head, knowing that he didn't mean what he meant.

But he was injured, and she didn't want him to be hurt again, so she lowered her head and hummed, "No." ”

The two words almost extinguished all the throbbing in Wen Qing's ambition, and the original desire was suddenly reduced by half.

It was false to say that she was not lost, she thought that the two would be able to integrate better after this experience, but she refused, and Wen Qingye was deeply shocked by this.

Song Lichu got up holding the box: "You are injured, you should not exercise vigorously!" ”

After saying this, her face turned crimson, and she was about to return the box while holding it.

Wen Qingye, who reacted, grabbed her, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the part of her chest.

Because she is in too good shape, plus the nightdress is light and thin, you can see at a glance whether she is wearing the clothes inside, Wen Qingye looked away, got up and took the wooden box from her hand: "I'll go and return it, you rest first." ”

Song Lichu didn't dare to look at his eyes, nodded his head down, and hummed.

Soon, after Wen Qingye returned the things, he returned to the room.

At this time, Song Lichu folded his arms and turned his back to the door, opened the curtain, stood at the window, and looked out of the house.

Wen Qingye slowly approached: "Why don't you sleep yet?" ”

Song Lichu subconsciously rubbed his arms and said softly: "I can't sleep!" ”

He drew close to her, took her into his arms with both hands, and rested his head against hers, neither of them speaking again.

After a long time, Song Lichu asked him a little apologetically: "Are you angry?" ”

"Huh?"

"That's it...... Don't let you kiss ......."

Wen Qingye, who chuckled, deliberately teased her: "If you get angry, what are you going to do?" ”

Song Lichu lowered her head and didn't know how to deal with him, she was really worried about his physical condition.

Although it was only a skin injury, it was still an injury after all, and she didn't want him to keep playing with injuries.

Seeing that she lowered her head and was silent, Wen Qingye smiled and turned her around slightly, holding her shoulders with both hands.

"Didn't you say I had an injury and shouldn't exercise vigorously?"

The words came out of his mouth like a fire burning directly into her heart, making her embarrassed and overwhelmed.

Seeing that she was at a loss and didn't know where to put her eyes, Wen Qingye laughed again, and then gently hugged her into his arms.

"Actually, I don't care, it's just a little injury, but since you're not at ease, I'll listen to you, and...... I would rather that you would do this kind of thing willingly than by me, and that is not what I want, you know? ”

He held her hands tightened slightly, as if trying to convey to her that he was really trying to respect her wishes.

His words were like a grain of sand rubbing into her eyes, and she couldn't hold back her tears again.

How can she be virtuous, she can get such a preference from him in this life.

She threw her head up, put her hands on his chest, and the tears fell uncontrollably again.

Wen Qingye was a little panicked when he saw this, and finally coaxed it, and if he cried again at this time, he really had no choice, and hurriedly reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Don't cry, Lichu, I'm really distressed to see you crying, but I can't do anything about it......"

Every word he said at the moment seemed to be on her heart, making her cry silently, and Song Lichu, who no longer wanted to restrain her emotions, stood on tiptoe, hooked his neck with both hands and kissed him.

In the face of her sudden initiative, Wen Qingye instinctively responded.

I thought it would be a dragonfly and a little water, but she kissed it for five minutes before she let go.

Facing her close at hand, she tilted her head, stood on tiptoe, and couldn't help but lean on him.

The voice was hoarse, with a crying voice: "I miss you so much!" ”

These four words were like thunder on the ground, which made Wen Qingzhi's heart suddenly shake.

I always thought it was my wishful thinking, but now I realized that it wasn't, they seemed to have become a two-way rush, and at that moment Wen Qingye also had red eyes.

He wanted to speak, but found that his throat was like a ball of cotton blocking at the moment, so that he couldn't make a sound.

At that moment, he couldn't control himself anymore, and lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.

Kissing and picking her up and walking to the bed, two steps, pulled the two hearts to the closest.

All night, Wen Qingye seemed to be tired of it, again and again, until Song Lichu finally cried so much that his throat was hoarse, he stopped and hugged her and fell asleep.

The originally clean and tidy room gradually became charming with the clothes scattered under the bed, as if all the ambiguity was blooming in this room.

At this time, a light rain began to fall outside, and the rain dripped onto the moss under the eaves, giving them the sweetness they craved most.

Under the rain after rounds, the wildflowers that were drying up and withering next to them seemed to be reborn again under the watering of the rain.

After a rain, it swayed and came to life again.

Wen Qingye, who had only slept for two hours, thought it was dawn when he opened his eyes, but it turned out that it was only five o'clock.

He looked up at the windowsill, then lay back down.

looked at Song Lichu, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, as if his whole heart was filled.

I don't know if it was his movement that alarmed, or if she turned over and made her eyes open slightly.

"Don't you sleep?"

Wen Qingye hugged her, his eyes were full of tenderness, and his voice was also hoarse at this moment: "Sleep!" ”