110 [The body is pressed and the hands are restrained]
The room was quiet and I was speechless.
He lowered his head and stared at my legs. He must have already understood one or two of them, so the words he said were very sour, "You heartless person, why don't you listen to me? You are willing to be hurt by others, but you are called It hurts, it’s not fair.”
I took a deep breath and tried to enlighten myself. You see, it's not bad to let him see my true side. At least he won't think about me anymore, and I can wake up from my infatuation.
Unexpectedly, Fu Donglou didn't dislike my legs - "But even so, I still love you, so much that without you, my world would be like this...it keeps snowing..." Suddenly he grabbed my waist and pulled me into his arms. The long-lost body temperature and familiar smell made me dreamy and unable to resist.
My stiff body gradually became limp, and I began to indulge myself in crying. I was too tired and worked too hard. I couldn't tell anyone about all the pain I had suffered because I was afraid that the other person would say, "You brought it on yourself."
A long time ago, Fu Donglou once told me that when encountering a disaster, you should never blame the first victim. Although I contributed to Lian Zheng's incident, I was also the first victim through and through. Donglou didn't blame me, he just complained that I caused him unfair pain...
Many things often go against expectations. I buried myself in Fu Donglou's neck and almost died from crying.
Maybe he was tired from traveling, and I was tired from crying, so the two of them lay on the bed together. This was not the first time that I shared the same bed with him, but it was the most pure and pure moment in the true sense. I can no longer just sleep.
When I woke up early the next day, I still couldn't react when I opened my eyes. I didn't quite know what night it was and where I was here.
Looking at Fu Donglou who was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed next to me, I realized that I didn't dream as usual that night. I thought it might be because he was beside me.
I traced his face with my eyes infatuatedly. His thick eyebrows were slightly raised, so he always gave people a kind of intimidation of not being angry and intimidating. When he didn't smile, his chest felt tight, and when he smiled, his liver trembled; and that The nose is also straight and majestic, which is how it is said to be the prime minister of the king.
Then there are his lips, which are a little pale and a little chapped. They are not as rich and smooth as they were in the palace, but they can still stir my heart. He came all the way without fear of wind, frost, rain and snow. , it’s really hard work.
Thinking about it, my eyes became a little moist, and I could only turn my head away from looking at his sleeping face.
The candle on the table had been burning all night, and now it was covered with candle tears. I was about to get up and get out of bed to extinguish the candle, but the person next to me who was sleeping soundly turned around and pressed on top of me.
This was not over yet, Fu Donglou grabbed my hands and pinned them to the bedside.
"You..." My heart skipped at least a hundred and eight times at this moment, and I always felt that Fu Donglou had placed a secret in my heart when we met this time. When I make the slightest move, they immediately betray me.
"Are you leaving again? Where are you going now?" Fu Donglou's sullen voice was deliberately lowered, with a hint of confusion as if he had just woken up.
"No...I'm just going to blow out the candles..."
Fu Donglou looked at me doubtfully, then waved his hand in the air - "Pop!"
The candle went out.
I:"……"
Suddenly, he lowered his head and bit my lip fiercely, with great force. I opened my mouth in pain, which was what he wanted.
My body was pressed, my hands were restrained, my lips and tongues were entangled, and there seemed to be a stream of heat running through my body. All these shocks and changes made my eyes suddenly widen.
"Respond," Fu Donglou took the time to order me, spraying the hottest air on the corners of my lips, "Respond to me, Xin'er."