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She couldn't forget and couldn't let go. She would be happy to accept Dong Yang's invitation and drink poison, not to mention... they were just sleeping together.

She sat up with a flushed face, her limbs as stiff as a robot: "You, do you want to drink milk before bed? I, I'll make it for you."

Dong Yang smiled: "The milk powder is in the cabinet in the living room."

Bai Lu ran out quickly.

Only when you are alone in the living room can you release your emotions to your heart's content.

——So happy!

Bai Lu couldn't help but stamp her feet briskly on the floor while stirring the milk. She carefully popped every bubble with a spoon, added boiling water little by little, and finally handed Dong Yang a cup of flawless milk.

Xu Dongyang was slightly stunned: "...Thank you."

Bai Lu had already slid into bed and was watching her drink milk.

Dongyang blushed slightly and took sips of milk, leaving milky white stains on his lips.

The sight next to me is too hot.

After drinking the milk, she decisively turned off the light. But there was still light from the TV in the room, so she turned off the TV as well:

"Go to sleep."

I stayed up late yesterday, so I need to go to bed early today.

But Bai Lu was different. She had already taken a short nap and was not sleepy at all. She could only feel the warm body beside her in the dark.

Xu Dongyang felt an invisible pressure. She turned over and faced Bai Lu with her back. Her heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

"Winter Sun..."

Bai Lu couldn't hold back any longer and whispered. She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Dong Yang's back and waist, but then timidly pulled it back and called out again, "Dong Yang."

"..."

As if she had anticipated being rejected, Bai Lu bit her lip and mustered up the courage to speak out:

"Give me one more chance, okay?"

In the same bed, both of them were wide awake. The softest moonlight and the dim street lights mixed together, illuminating the curtains.

Xu Dongyang trembled.

I haven't spoken for a long time, and my voice becomes hoarse when I speak:

"……what chance?"

Bai Lu stretched out her hands, one passed through Dong Yang's waist, and both hands clasped in front of Dong Yang's lower abdomen. She was so nervous that her voice was trembling, just like when she first introduced herself in front of the whole class as a child:

"A chance to be your girlfriend."

As soon as the words were spoken, everything fell silent.

A few seconds, but it felt like years.

Bai Lu's heart was broken.

"Please..." Almost begging, "I won't...be like before..."

"I like you, I always have. I regret that I didn't live up to my expectations and didn't consider your feelings before..."

Bai Lu took a deep breath and gently rested her forehead against Dong Yang's back, but she didn't cry. She didn't do anything, but she felt exhausted and couldn't muster any strength.

A long sigh fell into the night, creating ripples.

"I told you that in middle school... I don't blame you."

Xu Dongyang turned around and looked at the pair of aggrieved eyes.

"Look, we still sleep together, right?" she teased, "Except you're even more lecherous than before."

Bai Lu wanted to cry but held back. However, when she heard her embarrassing story, her face suddenly turned red. She knew she had no chance of winning and could only try to save face for her former self:

"I wasn't a pervert before. It was just a coincidence yesterday. I rarely..."

"When I was in middle school, my mom said you buried your face in my skirt..."

"Ahhhh! I'm a pervert! I'm a pervert! Stop it! I'm sorry!"

Bai Lu covered her face and howled.

Xu Dongyang chuckled.

She sat up, her long black hair hanging down. Bai Lu, who felt like she had lost all hope in life, felt her gaze and her face turned red. She felt even more ashamed in front of Dong Yang.

But face is not important.

She felt that something adult-like was about to happen, and it made her whole body feel hot.

"Lulu," this is the beautiful voice she has played countless times to her friends, "Close your eyes."

what.

Dongyang died.

Being a ghost is also romantic.

Extra: Winter Sun (End)

This was the first time Xu Dongyang took the initiative to kiss someone.

She was very nervous and blushed because of her nervousness. She became even more embarrassed because she knew she was blushing.

Fortunately, Lulu closed her eyes.

Sometimes she didn't know what she was doing, maybe it was because she was in love, or maybe she thought it would be nice to spend the rest of her life with Lulu. She lowered her head and gently kissed a soft lip, neither of them had better skills than the other, but the air still became hot, and a thin layer of sweat gathered on her vest.

"Lulu."

"Hmm..." It was a murmured response, and it was not difficult to tell that she was shy at the moment.

She was unusually unconfident:

"I...I don't have much experience."

Bai Lu's face turned even redder, and she silently reached out her hands and wrapped them around the neck in front of her.

The clothes on the two of them disappeared one by one, their hot skins conveyed each other's temperature, and the eagerness of the skin-to-skin contact ignited the fire in their hearts. During the entanglement, Bai Lu's face suddenly turned pale. The strange pain was the beginning of pleasure. Dong Yang paused, not daring to move forward, and heard Bai Lu's unclear breathing again:

"fine……"

At least, in the book she had read…it didn’t hurt after that.

soon.

This book is not deceiving her.

After getting used to it, Bailu became enthusiastic. After indulging herself, they paused for a short while. Then, Bailu held Dongyang's earlobe and whispered:

"I will also be... gentle."

Dongyang's face suddenly felt hot.

The heavy second layer of curtains blocked out the light, making it difficult to distinguish between day and night.

When was it pulled up?

Dongyang didn’t know, so he opened his phone and saw that it was already 9:18.

My roommate said on WeChat that the teacher called her name and found that she was not there.

This was the first time she had skipped class, and she felt a little heavy with guilt.

Lulu slept even more soundly beside her, her quilt was messy, her private parts were exposed, and her cheeks were red with unspeakable shame. She got out of bed gently, and the strange soreness in her legs seemed to remind her of last night's indulgence. She walked into the bathroom, and after the hot water was poured over her body, her mind seemed to be clearer.

After washing up, she simply put on a large T-shirt, went back to bed, and lay on her side. Looking at Bai Lu's sleeping face, the corners of her mouth could not help but rise a little. At this moment, Bai Lu suddenly opened his eyes and looked into her eyes.

Dong Yang was startled for a moment, and the next moment, Bai Lu came up and kissed her on the lips.

——There is a sense of righteous pride in her shyness.

"Wife~"

The voice is sickeningly sweet.

Dongyang felt as if they had returned to the way they used to get along in junior high school.

Bai Lu hugged her, still not satisfied, and reached her hand into her clothes from below and hugged her waist directly. Her slender body was like a willow branch, exactly the body of her best friend that Bai Lu had longed for since she was a child.

She's so terrible for having such thoughts about her bestie.

"Dongyang," she asked cautiously, "how are my skills?"

Dongyang was embarrassed.

How does she answer this kind of question?

She suppressed the irritation on her face. To be fair, Bai Lu's skills... should be better than hers. After all, she hadn't read any learning materials. Last night she relied more on instinct and common sense.

But when it was Lulu's turn to treat her like that, she realized that Lulu had many cunning thoughts.

She hummed softly, and Bai Lu immediately jumped for joy.

"Does it still hurt?"

"…It doesn't hurt anymore." The more I spoke, the more ashamed I felt.

She broke free, lay down on her stomach, and turned on her cell phone. Her roommate asked her why she didn't go back to the dormitory last night.

Before she could reply, Bai Lu came closer again, half of her body pressed on her back, her breath warming her neck. She smiled, endured the itch, and said:

"Don't make trouble."

But soon, she found that Bai Lu didn't just want to make a fuss.

A hand slipped into her clothes and inserted into the gap between her breasts and the bed. Her sensitive body still retained the aftertaste of last night and was almost immediately ignited.

"I just got out of the shower..."

"Don't……"

"Well."

The rejection without any rejection finally turned into a breath.

"Winter Sun..."

A cry after another.

An almost devout kiss.

Her sincerity was palpable.

In a blink of an eye, it was noon.

Dongyang stood up and got out of bed. As soon as her feet touched the ground, an arm grabbed her.

She was helpless: "Do you want to stay in bed all day? I'll go get takeout."

Bai Lu muttered: "It's not impossible..."