How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight

   Chapter 27 You gave me hope and blocked my light (27)

  Wen Xien stretched out her hand to touch the boy's face, but when she was about to do so, she stopped and slowly extended her hand to the side of the boy's face, placing her hands beside the boy's face and leaning over.

   She slowly lowered her head and held her breath, the distance between the two of them also narrowed, and the boy's hot and slightly rapid breathing sprayed on her face.

  Wen Xien closed her eyes and kissed it carefully. With a soft touch, she didn't have any extra movements. This kiss was light and precious, like treating fragile and delicate treasures.

  Tears fell from the long eyelashes and dripped onto the boy's eyelids, leaving transparent tears.

   Wen Xien's throat choked very thinly, his lips moved away slightly, his eyelashes wet with tears trembled, and he called the boy's name helplessly and very gently.

   "Brother Mu..."

   There was a heart-breaking look on that overly white and beautiful face.

   "What should I do... What should you tell me to do."

  The moment Wen Xien went out to close the door, the eyelashes of the drunken and sleepy teenager trembled, and he slowly opened it, and the inside was clear and bright.

  Wen Xien seldom drank, which caused his head to sink a bit when he woke up the next day.

   Thinking of what he had done yesterday with his wine, his face turned white and red.

   Lying on the table to do his homework, Wen Xien suddenly lost his mind when he was writing, staring at a potted plant for a long time.

   "Warm."

  The boy rushed up silently like a cat, hugged Wen Xien from behind, put his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed coquettishly.

   Wen Xien smiled helplessly: "what's the matter?"

   "No, I just want to play with you." The boy's voice was soft, as if he had sugar.

   He put his arms around Wen Xien's neck, took a deep breath, and sighed intoxicated: "It's so fragrant."

  Wen Xien just indulged him and let him stick, focusing on the textbook in front of him.

  Jiang Chun didn't bother her, just looked at her obediently, like a clingy kitten.

   The air conditioner was turned on in the room, but the two of them were very close together, and the temperature on the boy's body was very high, so it was still somewhat hot.

  Especially behind Wen Xien, the boy was sticking to her back, feeling like a small stove.

  Jiang Chun's face was still buried in her neck, her voice was vague: "Brother, I'm sleepy."

   "Go to my bed for a while." Wen Xien rubbed his hair.

  The young man reluctantly dawdled and went to bed.

  In the corner that Wen Xien couldn't see, the teenager was like a drug addict, deeply sniffing the fragrance on the quilt.

  Brother is so fragrant...

  It smells so good...

   Wen Xien breathed a sigh of relief and was a little happy again. Does this mean that Jiang Chun has regarded her as a family member.

   Wen Xi'en was stuck by Jiang Chun on this day. She had no resistance at all to the coquettish words of the boy. She just wanted to satisfy the boy as much as she could.

  Jiang Chun had a smile on his face, his dimples were soft and sweet, "Are we the closest people?"

  Wen Xien answered without hesitation: "Of course."

   They are a family, of course they are the closest.

   The boy smiled even sweeter, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

   (end of this chapter)