I slept exceptionally well the night after opening up to my true feelings.

Wen Mo got up early, opened the window and took a breath of the cold air outside. His mind immediately became more alert, and his body couldn't stop shivering.

"Waaaaah... I'm freezing, I'm freezing!"

He rubbed his arms and then reached out to close the window.

On this morning, which seemed like any other, the man was contemplating something different.

He was thinking about what to do in the future.

"Wenmo, good morning..."

A soft thud came from the bed behind her. Turning around, she saw that the girl had sat up at some point, her pajamas clinging to her body, revealing a faint, hazy curve.

Wen Mo responded with a smile, then got up and sat on the edge of the bed.

Hmm... I see this scene every morning, and I always feel so happy, almost unrealistically happy. Everything seems to be moving in a positive direction... I guess so.

However, if we continue at this pace, there will be no end.

Wen Mo shook his head, his gaze no longer as casual as before, but with a hint of seriousness. He liked his current life, but did not want to be satisfied with just the present.

However, the seriousness in his eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by his usual gentle gaze. He leaned in and pressed his head against Xia Lian's forehead, their foreheads pressed tightly together.

"Good morning."

I want to go a step further.

Before Xia Lian could speak, Wen Mo opened his arms and hugged the girl in front of him. Her soft body almost dissolved all the worries in his heart.

It's soft and has a nice aroma.

"What's wrong with Wen Mo today?" Xia Lian was a little confused as she was held in his arms, but she still instinctively hugged him back. It felt very comfortable to be in his arms.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to hug you." Wen Mo narrowed his eyes, his heart pounding in his chest, until his smile revealed his true feelings, "Can't I hug you?"

He asked a question with a hint of joking, while loosening his grip slightly.

Xia Lian blinked, shook her head, and leaned forward a little more. The thin pajamas couldn't block out any heat at all, and the warm feeling made her feel very safe.

"Can I hug you..."

She uttered these words almost in a coquettish tone, burying her head tightly in Wen Mo's chest, her heart pounding loudly inside him.

"Wen Mo thought, I can do anything..."

Xia Lian nuzzled Wen Mo's cheek, her eyes slightly narrowed as if she were asleep again.

"Very good, very good." Wen Mo reached out and gently patted her back. Her soft waist almost wrapped around his body, and the girl's thighs silently took a step forward, pressing against Wen Mo's legs.

Just as he was about to continue holding her for a while, Wen Mo suddenly felt goosebumps all over his body, which made him quickly let go of the girl in his arms.

Before anyone knew it, Xia Lian's pink tongue had quietly slipped out, leaving a wet spot on Wen Mo's neck. The fuzzy sensation from before made Wen Mo react as if he had been electrocuted.

"Were you just now...?"

"Um, I accidentally licked it."

Xia Lian's gaze remained innocent, clearly unaware of how excessive her actions had been; she only felt that this would make it easier to taste her cousin's flavor.

Perhaps because he had just woken up, Wenmo was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

It's a bit salty.

But the inexplicable fragrance emanating from him almost intoxicated Xia Lian.

"Ugh..."

Wen Mo covered his forehead, the redness on his cheeks no longer telling the whole story. He felt like his body was about to explode, and then he ran out of the room as if fleeing, leaving Xia Lian alone in the room.

Xia Lian tilted her head slightly, her eyes filled with confusion, not understanding what had just happened.

"What's wrong with Wenmo?"

...

About ten minutes later, Wenmo returned with wet hair and a drop or two of water on his cheeks.

Um……

I just got up.

It doesn't refer to getting up.

But it's easy to solve; washing my face is enough. But I was in such a hurry that I accidentally got some water on my hair, so I just washed it.

So Wenmo calmed down.

"Try not to do anything strange when you hug me in the future." He sat back on the edge of the bed and patted Xia Lian's head earnestly. That last hug had really scared him.

"Can I hug you again sometime?"

"...Could you pick out some keywords to listen to?"

Wen Mo gently tapped her forehead, and Xia Lian obediently lowered her head like a child who had made a mistake.

"oh."

"That's good. Xiaolian is a good girl."

Wen Mo stretched, feeling much more refreshed after washing his face. He casually put the object on the bed, but his palm touched something soft.

Upon closer inspection, a clean white sock lay quietly on the bed.

"...Why did you put your socks on the bed?" Wen Mo picked up the sock; the style looked familiar, like the one Xia Lian wore yesterday.

Xia Lian followed his gaze and nodded.

“Socks are fine in cold weather, you can wear them for two days.” Perhaps sensing that Wen Mo’s gaze was a little strange, Xia Lian blinked, her eyes filled with confusion. “Wen Mo likes my socks?”

"You asked this question in the previous chapters, didn't you?!"

"But this sock has been worn for a whole day."

"It's not a matter of wearing it for a few days!"

Before Wen Mo could finish explaining, Xia Lian reached out and covered his mouth, shaking her head with understanding, "It's okay... I understand."

She had researched this topic online before and knew that it was just a personal interest, which she could understand.

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