"..." Fu Bao realized that he was just talking about it, and he really couldn't do it if he wanted to refuse him, so he could only let him hug him.
The time when the two of them are alone is very beautiful.
Even if she has no memories of the past, and her body is that of a fifteen-year-old girl, her heart still throbs for Long Xiao, and she knows that she likes him.
I like it very much.
…
After returning, Fu Bao walked to the door of the room, Long Xiao stopped behind her, she turned around and said to him: "I'm going in, good night."
At this time, Long Xiao had returned to his usual student attire, still handsome and unbelievably handsome, he looked at her with a smile on his face, "Are you happy tonight?"
"Happy, Long Xiao, thank you."
"I don't want a verbal thank you."
"...??"
Fu Bao was about to ask him what he wanted, so he took a step forward, and suddenly hugged her horizontally, and closed the door behind him, even locking it!
Fu Bao was taken aback for a moment, before he had time to ask him what he was doing, he put him on the bed, and then his whole body was trapped under him, with his arms supporting her side, forming an encircling circle.
The distance between the two of them was too close, and his clear and pleasant smell enveloped her. Fu Bao could even feel the temperature of his body, as well as his strong heartbeat. His heart immediately became tense, and his little face flushed unconsciously, "You... what are you doing?"
"Don't you want to thank me?" Long Xiao looked down at her, and then smiled, with an extremely wicked smile, "How can you thank me if you don't give me some practical expression?"
"Then...then what do you want?" In fact, Fu Bao knew that he was asking knowingly, and also knew that Long Xiao would take some actions after asking, and she had no room to refuse, and she couldn't resist him.
However, perhaps because she was too nervous and shy, she wanted to delay for some time.
It's a pity that this method doesn't work. Long Xiao cherishes this rare opportunity to be alone. Besides, he was in the same room with her now, and he was still in bed. If he didn't do anything, he felt it was a waste.
The smile on the corners of Long Xiao's lips widened, and his dark eyes shone brightly, like a wolf that had found delicious food in the dark.
Looking at the red-faced girl below, who didn't even dare to breathe, he lowered his head and approached her little by little, with warm breath on her lips, "Of course it's you."
As he approached, Fu Bao suddenly closed her eyes, grabbed the sheet with both hands, and pulled her into a ball, which showed how nervous she was.
Long Xiao laughed lowly, clasped one of her hands, interlocked her fingers, and whispered in her ear: "Hey, I won't hurt you. I just... want to kiss you, and it will be fine in a while."
Fu Bao naively thought that what he said was only for a while.
Unexpectedly, he just held her down and kissed her in a daze. In the end, she was short of breath, dizzy and confused, not knowing what year it was.
All in all, the air in her lungs was plundered by him, and she was confused by him!
It wasn't until she begged for mercy that Long Xiao kindly let her go, and licked the corner of his mouth alluringly, as if reminiscing.
The expression on his face was so satisfied, as if he had tasted a delicious meal. Fu Bao saw it in the dim light, gritted his teeth, and suddenly wanted to hit him.
Fu Bao gasped for breath, and managed to slow down.
(end of this chapter)