4295: The season of falling snow (56)

The season of falling snow (56)

When Wen Qingzhu heard her voice, she realized that she was in pain.1

His patience was still very strong. At this moment, he stopped and used his kiss to comfort mo Qiuxi. He was very gentle and patient.

Mo Qiuxi gradually stopped feeling pain. Her body was also prepared to accept Wen Qingzhu.

"Qingzhu ..."

This soft and tender voice made Wen Qingzhu understand that she was feeling better. He lowered his head and looked at her expression,"Qiu Xi, are you alright?"

Since he had said that he would dote on her, he naturally had to be patient and take her feelings into consideration at this time.

Mo Qiuxi's eyes were like mist as she looked at Wen Qingzhu. She hugged his neck and whispered in his ear,""Yes."

After hearing the word "hmm," Wen Qingzhu started to move.

His actions were as gentle as water, just like himself. Even in this situation, he was especially gentle.

He observed mo Qiuxi's expression, which was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Wen Qingzhu only stopped when mo Qiuxi reached the clouds.

This was the first time mo Qiuxi felt such a sense of happiness. Furthermore, it was given to her by Wen Qingzhu.

The two of them faced each other honestly without a trace of estrangement, making mo Qiuxi feel a warm sense of security.

At this moment, he was hers, and she had completely belonged to Wen Qingzhu.

Mo Qiuxi's breathing slowly calmed down. She still had the lingering feeling from earlier. She didn't have any strength left in her body.

At this moment, Wen Qingzhu's expression gradually became clear. He stretched out his Jade-like hand to wipe mo Qiuxi's sweat.

Then, he pushed her away and held her in his arms again.

Mo Qiuxi liked the feeling of lying in Wen Qingzhu's arms. She moved closer to his arms.

She could smell the most pleasant scent on him.

Before the two of them got married, mo Qiuxi couldn't help but want to hug him and get close to him.

She even wondered what it felt like to be in his arms.

Every time the two of them got close, she could smell the clean scent on his body and she would be intoxicated.

Wen Qingzhu didn't say anything, only silently hugging her, occasionally touching her hair.

Mo Qiuxi also didn't say anything. She was immersed in her thoughts.

In school, although they were in the same school, mo Qiuxi was an undergraduate while Wen Qingzhu was a Ph.D.

In a comprehensive university, the subjects they studied were different. Although one was an undergraduate and the other was a PhD student, they were only three years apart.

Wen Qingzhu was too popular in the school, and her reputation was also very high.

The reason why mo Qiuxi knew about Wen Qingzhu was because her roommates often discussed her. The school's bulletin board also had various honorary introductions of Wen Qingzhu.

As time passed, even if mo Qiuxi didn't know anything, the three words 'Wen Qingzhu' were no stranger to her.

The first time they met was on a rainy day. She was running along the path and when she turned a corner, she bumped into his arms, and the book in her hand fell to the ground.

It was a rainy day, and the book was wet.

Mo Qiuxi couldn't care about anything else. She quickly squatted down to pick up the books, but a hand was faster than her.

That hand fell into her line of sight. It was so good-looking, slender like jade, with distinct joints, a pair of hands that played the piano.

It was only later that she found out that it was the hand holding the scalpel.

The wind blew through the pages and opened the first page. Her class and name were written on it.

She heard a clear voice above her head."Mo Qiuxi?"

The clear and melodious voice was like the strings of a zither, and also like a stream flowing into his heart, nourishing it.

For the first time, she felt that her name sounded so beautiful and moving.

Just by hearing the voice, mo Qiuxi's heart trembled. She later understood that this kind of trembling might be the feeling of her heart throbbing.

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