Became the white moonlight of the heroine

After entering the room, Su Xiang sat down on the off-white stool at the end of the bed. She leaned slightly and supported the soft soft stool with one hand. .

Qiao Nian glanced at her and then looked away. She sat at the desk with the warm milk cup in her hand. After putting the cup in place, she reached out for a stack of drawing paper, and pulled over the box next to it that contained various pencils and dip pens. Pen holder, from which I took a pencil and held it in my hand.

Su Xiang was still here, thinking that she could draw some sketches of characters to pass the time.

Su Xiang, who was sitting on the soft stool at the end of the bed, just watched Qiao Nian sitting next to her and began to draw, and was suddenly speechless.

Qiao Nian actually ignored her, a living beauty, and turned to hug her drawing paper.

enough.

It's also puzzling enough.

"Ahem," before Qiao Nian wrote, Su Xiang moved closer to her, covered her lips and coughed a few times, trying to get the attention of the person next to her.

Soon, Su Xiang's goal was achieved.

Attracted by the sound of coughing, Qiao Nian turned her head to look at Su Xiang. At that time, Su Xiang was leaning towards her. When Qiao Nian turned her head, the distance between the two of them instantly narrowed, even their cheeks were almost touching their cheeks.

The air seemed to stagnate all of a sudden.

Su Xiang's eyes flickered slightly, his eyes kept lingering between Qiao Nian's brows and eyes, and finally fell on her light pink lips uncontrollably.

The fingers resting on the soft stool were already tightly clenched, and soon, she forced herself to look away.

At this time, Qiao Nian didn't know at all that Su Xiang just now had already experienced a struggle in his heart.

Regarding the accident just now, although she didn't pay much attention to it, she wasn't too comfortable with the close distance between the two of them, so she moved back, looked up at Su Xiang, and asked with concern: "Are you uncomfortable?" ?”

"No." Su Xiang shook his head in denial, looked back at the milk cup that had been placed beside him, and said as usual, "Nian Nian, drink the milk first while it's still warm."

"That's good." Qiao Nian reached out to pick up the milk glass, and slowly drank all the milk in the glass.

At the same time, the hand holding the cup was slowly lowered. Before she could put the cup on the table, someone cut it over.

It's Su Xiang.

Su Xiangyu lightly raised his hand, took the empty glass steadily, and said to Qiao Nian: "I'm going out, you should rest early."

Qiao Nian nodded obediently, her smooth black hair slid slightly with her movements, she stretched out her hand to rub it, and unintentionally messed up her hair a bit, paired with her slightly round almond eyes, it was very cute.

Perhaps it was because she was drowsy after drinking milk. When she spoke again, her voice unconsciously softened: "Su Xiang, shall we go out tomorrow afternoon?"

Although Su Xiang prepared a lot of clothes for her, she still wanted to go out for a stroll. It's normal for a woman to like shopping.

Moreover, after shopping, you can also eat some delicious food to fill your stomach.

Qiao Nian only asked a question, and Su Xiang seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and immediately said what she was thinking: "Okay, let's have dinner outside by the way."

"There is a private kitchen that is very good, and you will definitely like it."

"Then let's go there for dinner tomorrow night." Qiao Nian said decisively.

She believed in Su Xiang. After all, Su Xiang was so picky, the restaurant that she could praise must be good.

Su Xiang responded lightly with a smile, and reached out to smooth the messy hair on the back of her head: "Okay, go to sleep now."

Qiao Nian repeatedly agreed, "Go to sleep right away."

"you should also rest earlier."

Su Xiang replied yes, and slowly left Qiao Nian's room with the glass in his hand.

Downstairs, fragments of moonlight faintly shone into the dark kitchen from the window, reflected on the porcelain white floor tiles, making the night even more tranquil, but not long after, someone slowly stepped on the moonlight on the ground, and the The moonlight that was already fine and fragmentary also became more fragmentary.

At the same time, there was an exquisite shadow on the ground.

Su Xiang stood in front of the counter in the kitchen, quietly staring at the empty glass in his hand, his eyes fixed on a certain position on the wall of the glass, and his eyes gradually darkened.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, she picked up the milk carton next to her, and slowly poured the milk into the glass she had been holding in her hand.

Soon, a full glass of milk was poured out.

Su Xiang picked up the cup, slightly parted his red lips, and lightly pressed a certain part of the cup wall, then raised his head and slowly drank the milk in the cup.

Until the last sip, before putting down the cup, the lower lip gently and slowly wiped the wall of the cup along the mouth.