Jiaochen

She closed her eyes and leaned on him, she touched his arm: "It's a bit cold."

The seasons of North City were unpredictable.

Yesterday was still sunny, then it rained in the early morning. The sky became clean and bright, but the temperature also dropped.

Fu Yanzhi opened the door and brought her inside smoothly.

"Do you want some water?"

"No."

Ji Qingying said as she walked on the sofa, she lay down skillfully, closed her eyes and said: "I'm asleep, don't care about me."

Fu Yanzhi: "……"

He looked at this series of actions of Ji Qingying and smiled helplessly.

"You want to sleep on the sofa?"

"Hmm?" Ji Qingying's head was confused: "Or else what."

“……”

Fu Yanzhi slightly paused, leaned down next to the sofa to look at her and asked in a low voice: "Do you still remember what happened yesterday?"#pleasereadthischapterat foxaholic.com

Ji Qingying opened her eyes, not quite understanding why he mentioned yesterday's thing.

Probably the two of them were not sober, their brains short-circuited for a while.

Fu Yanzhi bent over, lowered his head and touched her lips, with a deep voice: "Go to the room to sleep?"

Ji Qingying blinked, and a dozen seconds later, she came to her senses.

"Huh?"

Her body stiffened and she looked at him in dismay: "The room?"

Fu Yanzhi suddenly smiled and curved his lips: "Afraid of me?"

"…… am not." Ji Qing Ying choked to a stop: "I'm not afraid of you."

She whispered: "Isn't this just a change of identity, I'm afraid you won't adapt."

FuYanzhi looked at her eyes and didn't reveal her little lie, and followed her words: "Well, then teach me how to adapt."

The sound of water in the bathroom came, and Ji Qingying once again occupied Fu Yanzhi's bed.

She laid under the warm blanket and her sleepiness disappeared.

Her brain was obviously confused. Just a second ago she could fall asleep, but then she just could not sleep.

When she thought of Fu Yanzhi's actions and eyes just now, she couldn't control her thoughts from getting wild.

Ji Qingying covered herself in the quilt and rolled several times on the bed before calming herself down.

Calm down. It was purely sleeping, there would be nothing happening.

What's more, if she thought about it, Fu Yanzhi's body that stayed up all night would be too tired.

Thinking about it, Ji Qingying really calmed down.

Before Ji Qingying fell asleep, Fu Yanzhi came out of the bathroom.

He seems to habitually shower and wash his hair, and his hair was still wet and dripping.

Hearing the sound, Ji Qing Ying raised her eyes to look at him.

Their eyes came into contact and Fu Yanzhi lowered his eyes: "Too noisy?"

"No."

She clutched the quilt and whispered, "I can't sleep anymore."

Vaguely, she seemed to see Fu Yanzhi smile.

He curled his lips and whispered: "Wait for me, then."

“Huh?”

Ji Qingying was at a loss, why wait for him?!

Ten minutes later, Fu Yanzhi dried his hair and walked over to the bed.

He was wearing gray pajamas, his hair was fluffy and soft, drooped down softly, the whole person looked much softer.

Ji Qingying looked at him directly, not willing to look away.#pleasereadthischapterat foxaholic.com

Fu Yanzhi suppressed the smile under his eyes and lifted the other side of the quilt up.

Ji Qingying's eyelids twitched, and her heart beat faster. Similarly, her hands and feet under the quilt seemed to stiffen.

She didn't even know what to do.

The overbearing breath of the person next to her penetrated into the tip of her nose, and Ji Qingying could smell the freshness.

She rolled her eyes, and she was speechless at first.

"What brand of shower gel do you use?"

Fu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows, and lay down to look at her: "Like it?"

"…."

“Um.” Ji Qingying said while kicking him helplessly, "It smells good."

As soon as her words fell, Fu Yanzhi's hand suddenly went around her neck, and when she didn't react, he took her into his arms.

The tip of Ji Qingying's nose hit his shoulder, and Fu Yanzhi's low voice sounded in her ears: "Well, come close."

“……”

Ji Qingying's face was red and her heartbeat increased. She paused, really raised her head, lowered her head and sniffed at his collarbone.

Her deliberate move caused Fu Yanzhi to place a hand on her back and tighten it.

In addition to the clear smell of shower gel, Fu Yanzhi also had a light scent of cedar.

This smell was very much in line with his reserved and cool temperament, which invariably gave a sense of detachment. But at the same time also intriguing to explore, she wanted to get to know him better.#pleasereadthischapterat foxaholic.com

After a while, Ji Qingying looked up at him without a change of expression: "There seems to be a smell of perfume on your clothes."

Fu Yanzhi looked down at her and said, "It should have been because it’s in the closet."

Mrs. Fu would send someone to Fu Yanzhi to give him clothes from time to time, several times throughout the year.

Every time his mother sent clothes, she would spray perfume. Over time, the clothes in the closet were stained with these smells.

The smell of perfume was not long-lasting. Only when the nose was sensitive and close would it be discovered.

Ji Qingying "Oh"-ed.

She avoided Fu Yanzhi's eyes. Her body stiffened and lowered her eyes, said, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little."

Ji Qingying looked up, looked at the black marks under his eyes, and touch them without a second thought.

Fu Yanzhi allowed it, not stopping her. Ji Qingying's hand stopped under his eyes and knocked his deep eyes.

She pursed her lower lip, feeling a little nervous.

"Very busy last night?" Ji Qingying's eyes flashed, and the topic was averted.

Fu Yanzhi pulled down her hand and replied in a low voice: "Yeah."

“….oh.”

Ji Qingying leaned against his arms in a practiced manner, feeling his body temperature, and her body began to burn.

She secretly touched her face, intending to find something to say: "You just asked me to wait for you, did you have something to say to me?"

When the words fell, Fu Yanzhi looked at her.

Ji Qingying did not know how to describe that look …… it was quite meaningful.

Thinking, she tugged Fu Yanzhi’s clothes: "What are you making me wait for?"

Fu Yanzhi seems to be helpless, sigh: "To coax you."

“Huh?”

He pulled the person into his arms and whispered in her ear, "Sleep."