The wind roared outside the house, as if to clean up everything on the earth.

After dinner, Bai Zi and Little Butterfly couldn't wait to follow the blonde princess, hid in the house and played the game they bought during the day.

It was late at night and there were only Yuan Qingsu and Shenlin Yuzi left in the living room.

Yuan Qingsu held a copy of "Psychology of Subjects under Autocratic Rule" in her hand and looked at Shen Lin Yuzi.

She had just finished taking a hot spring bath and had black hair tied behind her head. She had more elegant and lazy than usual, and less refined and refined than heavenly people.

His eyes slowly moved downward, sliding across her white and elegant neck, round and undulating chest, slender and tight waist, and the calves exposed under the white bathrobe, were as delicate as ice and snow.

She bent her legs and sat on the slumped chair, flipping through Stendhal's "Red and Black".

"You can read the novels in the living room for a page or two, which is amazing," said Yuan Qingsu.

"That's fine, the most boring thing is the protagonist's endless thoughts, feelings and emotions." Shen Lin Yuzi turned the book back one page, then turned another page.

"Both pages are the protagonist's endless thoughts, feelings and emotions?"

“Written by the foyer tapestries.”

"Haha." Yuan Qingsu smiled twice, and the next moment, his voice became as gentle as a cloud, "Stop looking at it, let's do something else like such a boring thing."

Shen Lin Yuzi raised his gaze from the book and glanced at him with clear eyes.

Yuan Qingsu sighed and looked at the "Psychology of Subjects under the Rule of Authoritarianism" in her hand, and read:

""I love you today and don't want you to stay away from your side; I hate you tomorrow and drive you thousands of miles away."

Shen Lin Yuzi sighed too.

"Hurry up if you want to hug her." She said as if she accepted her fate.

"The Psychology of Subjects under the Rule of Authoritarianism" was instantly closed and abandoned, and Yuan Qingsu moved to Shen Lin Yuzi.

Looking at the magic witch who was still reading a book with her legs bent, Yuan Qingsu didn't know how to start.

"Miss Shenlin."

"Um."

"Can you adjust it? I can't pick it up if you do this."

Shen Lin Yuzi sighed again and looked at him helplessly.

"No need to be too troublesome," Yuan Qingsu's face was full of smiles. He adjusted his posture slightly, "Just treat me as a chair."

He opened his hands and looked at Shen Lin Yuzi expectantly: "Come on, huh, come on."

Yuan Qingsu's voice was a little hoarse, he was nervous, excited and happy.

Shen Lin Yuzi sighed for the third time and stood up impatiently.

Before sitting in Yuan Qingsu's arms, she said: "Don't be confused."

As soon as she spoke, Yuan Qingsu immediately smiled at Shen Lin Yuzi's voice was also a little hoarse.

Shen Lin Yuzi stopped talking, seemed to be angry, with a cold face, sitting in his arms expressionlessly, continuing to watch "Red and Black".

Yuan Qingsu gently wrapped around her slender waist from behind her, smelling the faint fragrance between her hair.

The love for her burned like a flame and swallowed his heart.

In his arms, where he could not see, Shenlin Yuzi's eyelashes trembled gently, and his eyes were like the lake water in the morning mist, hazy and blurred.

The heat of Yuanqingsu's palm was like a fire, penetrated her yukata and burned her skin.

She remembered that morning, Yuan Qingsu sat on the eaves of the courtyard, and the rising sun shone on his face. Her spirit and childish look evoked the tenderness of her motherly nature deep in her heart.

I remembered that night when the sky was full of fireworks;

I remembered the touch of sitting on his lap and stroking his hair with my hands;

When I think of him saying "Miss Shen Lin", he always has a smile on his face;

Now sitting in his arms, his nose was filled with his breath, warm like the spring wind and winter light, warming her whole body.

Her stiff body, like floating ice floating from the extreme, melted into the warm ocean.

Feeling the gradual softness of Shenlin Yuzi's waist, Yuan Qingsu's heart was filled with infinite love, and she couldn't help but rub it gently with her fingertips.

Shenlin Yuzi's lower abdomen became tense again and gradually melted again.

"Yuzi." Yuan Quinsu's lips left her hair and called softly in her ear.

Shenlin Yuzi's body trembled slightly, and his whole body was not itchy, numb, or happy.

"Yuzi." Yuan Qingsu called out softly again, with endless love, like the gentle spring breeze that flipped the pages of the book in spring.

"Yuzi Yuzi Yuzi"

One after another, the book on the corner of the table was blown away and lost itself, and I forgot wherever I saw it.

Shen Lin Yuzi put his head on his shoulder, and his whole body was soft in his arms.

The warmth and softness of the girl in her arms, as well as the heart-pounding feelings, made Yuan Qingsu forget everything.

"How great the world is destroyed at this moment." He and Shen Lin Yuzi said softly.

Shen Lin Yuzi looked at "Red and Black". She still knew each word, but she could no longer rush them up and could not understand even the shortest sentence.

"It's not good either." Yuan Qingsu gently stroked her cheeks, "I still want to hug you, hold hands with you, walk in the cherry blossom forest, sunflower fields, maple leaves, fine snow, and so many things I want to do with you."

"Yuzi Yuzi" he couldn't control his inner emotions and could only keep calling.

"I like you very much," he said.

"Do you still remember the first time we met? There is the smell of books everywhere. In a white dress, you are like walking from the book. The magnolia flowers on the sleeves are so beautiful. From that time on, I fell in love with magnolia flowers.

"In late spring, I have noticed the magnolia flowers blooming on the trees, but why are they not as beautiful as I imagined? It is you, Yuzi."

His warm breath, hot palms, and soft face, penetrated into the heart of Shenlin Yuzi.

As his whispers came, she leaned softly into his chest, listening to her sometimes wild and sometimes gentle heartbeat.

The two of them didn't know how long they had hugged each other until the strong wind outside the house blew the branches of the green plum tree and woke up.

"What a strong wind." Yuan Qingsu hugged Shen Lin Yuzi with attachment, like a child who refused to get up, hugging his quilt.

"When will you carry it?" Shen Lin Yuzi finally turned the book back one page.

"I'll watch with you." Yuan Qingsu pressed her closer together, her eyes on "Red and Black".

There is only the sound of wind in the world again.

"Have you finished reading it yet?" Yuan Qingsu asked softly.

"If you think it's too late, let go." Shen Lin Yuzi replied lightly.

She didn't expect that Yuan Qingsu was actually watching, and she was distracted just now, just trying to enjoy the two of them being together.

I deliberately delayed it for a long time before turning a page, pretending to want to end the hug as soon as possible.

This time, she looked carefully and read it line by line, but she had no idea what she was saying.

When she was about to turn the page, her hand was pressed down by Yuan Qingsu.

"I haven't finished watching it yet."

This time, she read it soon.

She kept turning the page and said, "I think I'm going to buy one by myself."

"I only have the heart to read this kind of book when I am with you."

Shen Lin Yuzi didn't say anything, but just pulled his hand back from his hands.

Yuan Qingsu smiled, put his hand back on her waist, and sniffed the breath of her neck greedily.

The two of them looked like this, page by page.

"This initial relationship between Julien and Miss Ramur was not love at all," said Yuan Qingsu.

"What is it not love?"

"Calmly plot, the spoils that mark his intelligence. Look here," Yuan Qingsu whispered, his fingertips gently stroked between the lines, "He felt proud in his heart, not the kind of joy of getting happiness."

Shen Lin Yuzi looked at his fingers.

Her slender index finger slowly slid down the page. Just now, this finger gently stroked her abdomen.

At this moment, Shen Lin Yuzi understood her feelings and loved her.

I want every book I read in the future to be like "Red and Black" in my hand.

I miss his breath, and I don’t want to be alone anymore, I want to keep him by my side.

But in an instant, another thought flashed through her mind

Yuan Qingsu cannot accompany him to take risks. He has his mother, people he likes, people he likes, and dreams he wants to fulfill.

"Bang!", "Red and Black" suddenly closed, almost clamping Yuan Qingsu's finger.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Qingsu asked strangely.
To be continued...