The merman brother bit me again

Chapter 291
Not long after Lin Weixu fell asleep lying on the table, a slender but thin figure gradually approached the bookstore...

The bookstore is not warm, not even a light is on, only the faint and cold moonlight coming in from the top of the window, accompanied by the shadows cut into fine pieces from the gaps in the trees outside the window, falling on Lin Weixu's side resting on the back of his hand. on the face, and on the drooping eyelashes.

And the wind he brought in brought in a slight coolness, causing several drawings that were spread messily on the table to fall to the ground.

He silently picked up the blueprints that fell on the floor one by one, and rearranged the messy blueprints on the desk case into a stack and put them aside.

Lin Weixu looked very tired, with porcelain white fingertips gently touching the corners of his lips, like a lazy and sleepy aristocratic cat, even the appearance of lazily sleeping is noble.

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

It was cold.

After watching for a while, Fusu hugged him around his waist. His body temperature was different from the coldness of ordinary people. Fusu only stepped forward and carried Lin Weixu into the sleeping couch in the book pavilion, and gently relaxed Lin Weixu's movements. to the couch.

Fusu carefully took off Lin Weixu's shoes, held her slender legs and put them back on the couch, just pulled up the quilt and covered her with a quilt, and wanted to get up from her side, but at this moment, Lin Weixu Xu Wen's soft and thin hands rested on his low neck, and his fingertips accidentally caught his hair.

Fusu paused, looked down at Lin Weixu's still indifferent sleeping face, stared deeply for a while, and finally raised his hand to take off her hand on the back of his neck.

However, Lin Weixu was still domineering when he was sleeping. When he was gently pulled by Fusu, he frowned, clearly unwilling to be pulled away by him, and even scratched the back of his neck, squeezing his neck. The strand of hair clenched even harder.

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

Fusu lowered his eyes to look at her, feeling that he could hold on for a while longer, so he let Lin Weixu's hand rest on his neck.

Because he knew very well that his body temperature was no different from ice cubes, Fusu didn't hold down Lin Weixu's body even though it was separated by a soft quilt, and just let his body rest on the ground from the beginning to the end. Lin Weixu's side did not bring her any sense of oppression.

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

The moment he woke up, Lin Weixu could clearly feel that the surrounding atmosphere was a bit weird.

The first thing that felt the change was her hand on the nape of the man's neck, with a tuft of hair being held between her fingers a little arrogantly.

Lin Weixu clearly smelled the scent of the person on his body, because he was not fully prepared mentally, and he couldn't think of how to react for a while, so he just slightly closed his fingers holding his hair.

She could feel that she was holding the person's hair with great force, even a little barbaric, and it should have hurt him...

And Fusu just leaned on her fingers, and asked softly: "Are you awake?"

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

Lin Weixu blinked his eyelashes lightly, the corners of his eyes felt a little sore, and he really wanted to rub them.

But Lin Weixu was afraid that Fusu would mistake her for crying, so he held back and didn't touch her.

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

"Xiaoyu came here today and told me that you sent him back to the private school." Fusu spoke to her in a low voice through a layer of quilt.The cold and slender hand held Lin Weixu's hand, and gently took her hand off the nape of her neck.

Lin Weixu's fingers were in his cold palm, and he was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, his fingers were pulled out from his palm, and they turned around to clamp the back of his hand.

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 palm melt away bit by bit by the chill in his hand.

Immediately afterwards, Fusu's hand, which she was holding on to, moved lightly, touching a few of her fingertips.

Lin Weixu didn't pay attention to, or recall, the specific atmosphere at that moment.

All I know is that when Fusu lowered his head and gently kissed her up along the line of her jaw, Lin Weixu woke up a little bit from the stalemate of the cold breath.

Fusu's lips were so cold, touching the skin of his cheeks, but for no reason a heat spread from the side of his neck to his cheeks, causing Lin Weixu to turn his head slightly.

Fusu's lips deviated, barely brushing against her indifferent chin.

Half of Lin Weixu's face was sunk in the soft sleeping pillow, he tilted his head and refused to turn back, but his fingers still grabbed Fusu's hand without moving.

Or, it was the tenseness of her whole body that made her forget that she was still holding Fusu's hand.

But Fusu didn't know this, the only thing he could clearly feel was the only warm feeling brought to him by Lin Weixu's hand tightly holding on to him.

It was also because of this that Fusu did not give up because of Lin Weixu's refusal. His lips lightly touched her jawbone, and kissed her gently bit by bit until he touched her lips.

Lin Weixu's lips were pursed flat, like a very straight line, when Fusu kissed her, she still didn't intend to purse her lips.

Moreover, the body is obviously tense up.

Fusu kissed her dry lips twice.

Holding her waist through a quilt, he coaxed her to open her mouth bit by bit with kisses.

Then, kissed in.

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

Every time he kisses is very short, after a short kiss, he will let go a little bit, but he will not pause for too long, and will soon kiss again.

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

I don't know how long after the kiss, Lin Weixu felt a little tired, her slender hands and limbs felt a little cool, and they rested on the back of Fusu's neck.

Disgusted that the hands were a little sore, she used a little force to hook Fusu's neck down, and she lay on his shoulders, her drooping eyes were cold and lazy, and the corners of her eyes showed some signs of redness.

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

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

The darkness seems to give infinite possibilities, and people can sink into it regardless of the consequences.

However, when the kiss was just emotionally moved, Fusu's breathing suddenly became quicker, and he murmured in her ear, "My lord—"

(End of this chapter)