I am a master, I have the final say

"Yes...Yes, it's cold..."

"Then I will turn on the air conditioner for you."

"No... no need." Just when Xuecai was about to get up, Bai Cheng grabbed her hand and said while shaking, "The air conditioner is too stuffy and it will make me dizzy..."

"so what should I do now?"

"Anyway... drink water first..."

"Oh, good!" Xuecai nodded. Since Baicheng couldn't hold the cup by herself, she could only let her feed her. She used to take care of her sick brother at home. This kind of thing is not unfamiliar.

After serving Baicheng, he drank half a glass of water, and Xuecai suggested, "Or I can help you get some quilts."

"No... there are too many quilts, pressing on me... makes me bored..."

This is not good, that is not good, you are really troublesome.

It's also because of Xuecai's good temper. If you change someone else, you will probably have to complain.

"Don't worry about this..." In order to avoid Xuecai from doing extra things, Baicheng grabbed the girl's hand and reached into the quilt, half-opened his eyes, muttered, "Although it is really cold, But your hands are warm, so just sit here and talk to me."

"Okay... okay." Xuecai tried to smoke, but found that Baicheng was holding her very tightly. She didn't dare to use too much force, so she had to sit down by the bed, "What do you want to say?"

"I want to say... about the topic of life..."

"Life?" Xuecai blinked. It was just a common cold. Is it necessary to talk about such a heavy topic in life?

"Yes, I used to feel that I was a free person. I learned from elementary school and absorbed a sense of righteousness. I started as a teacher at the age of twelve. Being so small, life is so fragile... Xuecai, touch my heart, can you feel its beating?"

Baicheng took the opportunity to press Xuecai's hand on his chest, but his face showed an expression that could see through the philosophy of life, "The beating of my heart is the direction of freedom. I used to be unfettered and mindful of the world, but now I am restrained by a mere cold. On this bed, my heart...has stopped beating."

"But your heart is still beating. And this is just a common cold, it will get better soon, you think too much."

"No, Xuecai, you don't understand... Sit closer, I'm so cold."

"Oh." Xuecai's mind was still immersed in Baicheng's incomprehensible words, and she instinctively responded and moved her body to Baicheng's pillow to sit down.

Baicheng leaned back on her thighs. There was only a layer of black silk between her face and the girl’s thighs. The familiar body temperature and familiar scent made him gently close his eyes. Among them, still indulged in the thighs.

Of course, the naive Xuecai only thought that Baicheng was too tired.

Seeing such an intimate move, Xuecai did not show too much shyness and rejection, and even more gentle than before, Baicheng couldn't help but sigh...I'm sick, this trick is really too powerful!

Why didn't I think of it before?

If you knew that the effect of this trick was so outstanding, let alone seven, even seventy would be fine!

But it's just the beginning, and it's not too early to be proud.

Baicheng gently rubbed Xuecai’s thigh with his face, and said like a dream and drunk: “During the time I was lying in bed, I considered a lot. I want to keep my heart beating. I want to pursue the direction of freedom, but It was not until you showed up that I suddenly realized that I had overlooked an important issue..."

"what is the problem?"

"My heart no longer beats, not because of freedom and disease, maybe... it just needs a... love."

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"love?"

Hearing these two words, Xuecai seemed to realize something. She looked at Baicheng with blurred eyes, with a slight sad expression on her face, and said quietly: "But love is not something that you can have. Love cannot be conveyed."

Ok?

Baicheng's heart moved, and it was fine for him to be serious nonsense. Originally, he deliberately didn't speak human words to mess up Xuecai's normal thinking circuit. Why did Xuecai suddenly become artistic?

That being the case, then...

"Xue Cai, do you know why the snow is white?"

"Uh, because snow is originally white."

"No." Bai Cheng shook his head, his left hand got out of the quilt, and he hugged Xue Cai's thigh, his face pressed tightly against the soft black silk, "That's because it is full of warm black silk, That's why the snow is cold and white. I hold this black thread now, which means I have the night. If I grab the snow, night and day, I can own the whole world."

"You..." Xuecai's eyes widened, "Are you burnt out, why are you talking nonsense?"

"Perhaps, I also feel that I am completely different from before. Maybe what I said today will be forgotten tomorrow, but even so, I still have to use this decadent vocal cord to say it...I am so cold."

"what?"

"Xucai, you get closer..."

"But I'm already sitting very close."

"Not enough, I can't hear your voice, and I have to get closer... Let me hold you, let me feel your warmth, please..."

Seeing the quilt covering Baicheng trembling constantly, listening to the dreamlike voice, Xuecai was somewhat at a loss. She felt that the Baicheng in front of her was like a different person, and she became completely unknown, especially When Bai Cheng's hand was groping on her thigh, he even became nervous.

But she did not escape because of this. In her opinion, Baicheng's brain was burned out by the cold, so that people became confused, so she acted inconsistent with the usual behavior, which made her feel scared at the same time. Can not help but give birth to a trace of pity.

"Well, then I will sit under the quilt too, you... don't shake it anymore."

Maybe it was forced by the situation, maybe it was a maternal outbreak, or maybe it was due to other reasons. After speaking, Xuecai took off her shoes, got her legs under the quilt, and lay sideways on the bed like her mother, holding Baicheng's with her arms around. shoulder.

"It's so warm..." Baicheng showed a satisfied expression on his face, and his body no longer trembles. He even stretched out his hands to embrace the slender waist of Xuecai, burying his head on the girl's chest, revealing only a pair of eyes, and muttered Said, "Xucai, you are really my angel..."

"God... angel..."

Such an intimate move made Xuecai somewhat uncomfortable. Although she was not the first time she hugged Baicheng, the time at school was only an accident, and this time she was semi-active, and she had never had the opposite sex to her. For girls who have had close relationships, it is truly unprecedented, and even feels a little ashamed.

But for some reason, when she watched Bai Cheng lying on her chest with that satisfied expression, instead of resisting too much in her heart, there was a feeling of pride, pride and even joy in her heart.

Almost a subconscious reaction, she hugged Baicheng tighter, lowered her head, and asked softly: "This...is it more comfortable?"

"Well, very comfortable, I can still hear your heartbeat..."

"Yes, is it..." Xuecai's face blushed, because it was still in the spring and summer season, she didn't wear much, only a thin soft sweater, if Baicheng lay on her chest, it would be fine, at most It was a bit crowded, but as soon as I talked, the hot breath went straight through the sweater hole, and my chest started to heat up.

Of course, this feeling is not so sudden, but similar to boiling a frog in warm water. At first, it feels nothing, but when it reacts, it can't escape.

After all, human beings are inert and adaptable. For example, lying in a quilt in winter, when you gradually adapt to that warm and comfortable feeling, it will be difficult for you to get out of there.

Xuecai’s situation is almost like this. Although the shyness and reservedness in her heart made her realize that the current contact between the two is a bit too much, but when she gradually gets used to this contact, her resistance will weaken, thus making herself Take the initiative to integrate into this situation.

In this respect, Bai Cheng is really mean and cunning. Under his deliberate guidance, the ignorant little white rabbit finally fell into his trap step by step.

"By the way, what did you just want to say?"

"Just now?"