Bamboo Horse Green Plum: The Exclusive Sweetheart of the School Grass

Chapter 331 The feeling of heartbeat

That night.

Tang Qianxia came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and Mo Hanxuan was lying on the bed wondering what he was thinking.

Tang Qianxia bit her lip and tightly grasped the skirt with her side hand.

What's the matter with this pajamas?
Just move it a little and it's gone.

Mo Hanxuan glanced sideways at Tang Qianxia who was standing at the bathroom door with wet hair hanging on his shoulders.

"What are you still doing standing there? Huh?"

"I..." A trace of unnaturalness crossed Tang Qianxia's face.

Mo Hanxuan hooked his hand at her: "Come here."

"But..." Tang Qianxia lowered her head nervously, this nightdress is so short, she wants to change it.

"Why do you have so many buts? Huh?" Mo Hanxuan said with a hint of displeasure in his tone, "Come here quickly."

"Oh." Tang Qianxia slowly walked to him and sat down.

Mo Hanxuan got up and took a hair dryer to blow dry her hair.

"You don't blow your hair, what if you catch a cold? Huh?" Mo Hanxuan gently blows her hair.

Tang Qianxia felt warm in her heart.

"Isn't it too late for me?"

Tang Qianxia caught a glimpse of something like a bed sheet, then picked it up and looked at it: "What is this?"

Mo Hanxuan glanced at it, his face froze, and quickly snatched the thing from her hand: "It's nothing."

"Oh." Tang Qianxia nodded.

After drying her hair, Mo Hanxuan turned around and walked aside.

Tang Qianxia secretly glanced at the tall and long-legged Mo Hanxuan, then got up and went to open the suitcase, trying to find a sleeping suit to change into.

Mo Hanxuan glanced at Tang Qianxia, ​​she was squatting on the ground, her long hair hanging down her shoulders, because her movements were too large, the already loose collar couldn't cover anything.

Mo Hanxuan's ears turned red.

Then look away.

Leprechaun!

"Hey, why are they all pajamas like this?" Tang Qianxia took a purple silk pajamas and looked at them speechlessly. How could it be more revealing than the one she was wearing?
Mo Hanxuan walked up to her: "My mother prepared these."

"..." Tang Qianxia looked up at him, then stood up.

"Mo Hanxuan! Why didn't you tell me earlier! I...I..."

"What about you?" Mo Hanxuan folded his hands and looked at her flushed little face.

"I... wear it as if I didn't wear it."

Mo Hanxuan reached out and took a shirt from the side and handed it to her: "Put it on."

Tang Qianxia quickly took the shirt he handed over and went into the bathroom.

Mo Hanxuan withdrew his gaze and walked to the balcony.

The phone rang suddenly, Mo Hanxuan looked at the big characters on the screen, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Mom?"

"Son, are you all right?"

Mo Hanxuan turned his head and looked at the quiet room: "Mom, let me tell you, if you make such unreasonable troubles again next time, I will let Dad clean you up."

"..." Mo's mother was so scared that she almost fell off the bed: "Son, I really want your dad to come back and clean me up, but your dad flies around all day, I can't help it even if I think about it."

"..."

The corner of Mo Hanxuan's mouth twitched: "It's nothing, I'll hang up."

Mom Mo wanted to say something, but Mo Hanxuan had already hung up the phone.

She threw the phone aside: "My child, why don't you understand anything, I'm creating an opportunity for you."

Tang Qianxia changed Mo Hanxuan's shirt before coming out.

This shirt is big and wide.

Just enough for her to wear as a dress.

It's just that when Mo Hanxuan's clothes are worn on her body, she always has a sense of sight as a child stealing her parents' clothes.

Tang Qianxia straightened her sleeves.

Mo Hanxuan turned to look at her.

She was thin, and his clothes always looked baggy on her.

Tang Qianxia walked in front of her slowly, and Mo Hanxuan stretched out his hand to brush the broken hair from her ear to the back of her ear naturally.

"Mo Hanxuan, your clothes are so big."

Mo Hanxuan stared at her unbuttoned neckline and put his arms around her waist, holding her in his arms.

Bang bang bang.

Tang Qianxia felt her heart pounding wildly, almost fainting.

The nice smell of lavender on his body lingered under his nostrils.

She rested her hands on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

Mo Hanxuan looked down at the girl in the black shirt, reached out and rubbed her head: "Idiot."

He leaned over slightly and reached out to fasten the button of her neckline for her.

Tang Qianxia blushed, and quickly covered her chest with her hands.

"Pfft." Mo Hanxuan couldn't help laughing.

"Idiot, didn't you see the young master fasten the button for you? Huh?" He looked at Tang Qianxia with a blushing face full of doting, and stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek.

"I... what are you doing standing here?"

Mo Hanxuan put one hand in his pocket and looked at her: "No, my mother called me just now, so I just stood here to answer the phone."

"Oh." Tang Qianxia nodded and walked towards the bed.

Mo Hanxuan also followed her and lay down.

The corner of Tang Qianxia's mouth twitched: "Lie there!"

"It's the same everywhere." Mo Hanxuan looked at her lazily with one hand under his head.

Tang Qianxia went to the other side and lay down, looking at the ceiling.

Mo Hanxuan looked at her sideways.

Tang Qianxia moved her arms, why did she feel that the atmosphere was a little weird.

She tilted her head to meet Mo Hanxuan's gaze, only to realize that he had been looking at her.

Tang Qianxia moved into his arms.

Looking at the person who voluntarily retracted into his arms, Mo Hanxuan felt itchy in his heart.

"What's wrong? Huh?"

Tang Qianxia raised her eyes and looked at his chin: "I want you to hug me."

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

He reached out and lifted her chin.

"I know, you hug me to sleep."

The evening wind blew in from the window, and the white curtains fluttered slightly.

(End of this chapter)