Tinglan was a little drowsy because he drank a little bit of wine. But Zhuo Yuan was in a clear mood at this time and was the only sober person on the field.
But speaking of being sober, he was not that sober, especially when he finally moved to sit next to Tinglan, and when Tinglan leaned her head on his shoulder at some point, he was still sober. The fragrance of her hair hit him, and he was already slightly awake.
He was drunk and kept in one position without daring to move.
The private room was already very quiet in the second half of the night, and most of the classmates were lying on the sofa sleeping. Zhuo Yuan was very restrained and a gentleman, and he kept still and let her lean against him. At such a close distance, he
Already very satisfied.
However, Tinglan turned slightly sideways at some point, with half of her body lying on top of him, and her hands directly wrapped around his waist.
Zhuo Yu'an's heart was about to burst. The warm yellow light in the private room with a little dim light made people's emotions infinitely expand. Zhuo Yu'an finally couldn't stay calm anymore. He gently stretched out his arms and hugged her, hugging her.
She is small and soft.
As if he had done something terrible, he was trembling inside, and his face was burning with fever, but in fact, he didn't have any other thoughts, he just held it like this, thinking about it forever.
She had no idea at first, but as she fell asleep, her arms around his waist tightened, and her face was still rubbing against his chest. The little beast in Zhuo Yuan's heart began to scurry around again, almost
He was so shaken that he lost all reason.
He lowered his head slightly and placed a kiss on her forehead. His lips were hot. As if she had been burned, she raised her head slightly and sighed softly.
There was a little bit of sweet wine in her breath, and her lip color was very beautiful. Even under the warm yellow light, you could see the gleaming water. This was something he liked silently in his heart and followed him silently for three years.
As a young man, no matter how well-trained and restrained Zhuo Yuan was, he couldn't control it at this time. He lowered his head gently and kissed her with hot lips.
His heart was beating so hard. This kiss was his first kiss, and it was a kiss in which he devoted all his emotions. But even so, he only kissed her lightly, not daring to go deep.
Without her knowledge, he knew that he had gone too far, so he did not dare to hug her again. He was not a saint, and he was afraid that he would continue to kiss her for the second or third time. He loosened his arms around her,
He even turned his face slightly to the right to distance the two of them.
However, Tinglan, who had lost his protective power, was confused and might be afraid that he would fall, so he arched into his arms so that he could hold him tighter.
After the battle between heaven and man, Zhuo Yu'an turned his face back helplessly and reached out to hug her. That night, for Zhuo Yu'an, his heart was as happy as a dream, but his body was suffering unprecedented pain. He had transformed from a boy into a young man.
Well, many things were the body's own reactions. He could only endure it and let her unconsciously "abuse" him. It was both painful and happy.
He thought that when she wakes up tomorrow morning, he will confess his love, to find peace of mind for the heartbeat after that shocking glance in the freshman year of high school, and to get an answer to the three years of bitter love. He can't wait any longer, and he doesn't want to wait any longer.
He thought so, but fell asleep at 5 o'clock in the morning without realizing it.
He doesn't know if his life would have been completely different if he hadn't fallen asleep at 5 o'clock at that time, if he had confessed, because there is no if.