I was mistaken.
She couldn't escape his grasp at all.
She had just slipped out of his arms, still infinitely far from the bedside, when he grabbed her.
“I didn’t say I wanted money.” Xiao Cheng released Bai Lu’s struggling ankle and pressed her back into place.
Bai Lu is a little panicked.
My heart is pounding!
She pressed her hands against his chest, not flinching even when it was burning her!
"It's not that you want the money, it's that I want to return it to you. That's your money, and it should be returned to you in the first place."
Xiao Cheng said, "No need to pay it back."
"You need money for your studies."
Bai Lu was stunned by the big shot's serious expression and his generous and magnanimous actions.
At the same time, I feel it's necessary to clarify one fact: "I have money."
The big shot replied, "That's yours."
Bai Lu's lips twitched slightly: "Isn't it normal for me to use my own money for school?"
Xiao Cheng tapped his chin slightly: "Normal."
Bai Lu stood up: "I'll go get the money and pay you back."
He was forced to reply, "No need."
she:"……"
It is necessary to clarify one more fact: "Actually, I have a lot of money. The money I made from selling roasted chestnuts, plus the tuition fees from teaching classes, and the scholarships awarded by the school and the city, totaled more than 400,000 yuan."
More than enough to get into university.
Xiao Cheng's eyes showed appreciation, but his words were still the same: "That's your money."
Under the light, his sharply defined features were exceptionally clear, with a smooth and distinct jawline.
His eyes were as dark as the night, yet they held an unmistakable seriousness, determination, and persistence.
There was no condescension in bestowing favors or gifts, nor any almsgiving or pity.
Only when drunk can one feel such deep affection, such doting love, and such profound cherishment.
Bai Lu doubted that she was seeing things, so she decisively grabbed Xiao Cheng's neck and pulled him down.
She looked carefully and attentively, then confirmed and affirmed that it was indeed the treasure she had seen.
“There’s something you probably don’t know,” she said.
Xiao Cheng looked at the fair face so close to his own, his eyes as deep as the sea and as dark as ink.
A deep voice: "What?"
Bai Lu looked away from his face and turned to the table by the window under the moonlight, her eyes smiling.
"Your money is still there."
Xiao Cheng didn't need to turn around to know where she was looking: "So?"
"It's the tuition fee split for the last batch of sugar-roasted chestnut classes. It's in the very back of the third drawer, wrapped in newspaper and covered by an account book. You can see it if you pull the drawer out completely."
Xiao Cheng hummed in agreement but did not move.
It was as if he didn't care about that little bit of money at all; all he cared about was her.
"It's all yours."
Bai Lu has never lacked food or clothing since childhood. In college, she even refused a bouquet of 999 red RMB roses and an unlimited diamond card from a male classmate. Therefore, she doesn't really feel anything about being given money or similar behavior.
It's not that I hate or loathe it; it's just that I don't have that need, so I don't feel any emotional fluctuation.
You won't feel happy or joyful.
But... Xiao Cheng sent her a gift, and she felt a stirring in her heart, a different feeling.
I guess I'm happy.
Although she didn't need it: "Actually, you don't need to..."
The words had barely left her lips when they were suddenly pressed down by thin, cool lips, silencing her deep throat.
An overwhelming, crisp scent enveloped the soft pillow, pressing it down so tightly that it sank into the fabric with ten fingers gripping it.
The moon hid behind the clouds.
A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, brushing past the bedside.
The moonlight brushed across the girl's slightly stunned face, her trembling eyelashes slowly closing under the gentle veil of moonlight.
Her long, slender fingers with distinct knuckles slid down her face, along her long hair, and landed on her fair, jade-like shoulders.
The thin, light-colored garment was lifted and slipped off.
The girl didn't push him away; her slender body trembled slightly, and her slipping light-colored dress stopped instantly.
Slowly upwards...
"If you're afraid, why don't you push it away?"
Xiao Cheng released the girl whose eyelashes were trembling, turned over and lay down on one side, not far from her.
Give her enough safe space.
When Bai Lu opened her eyes, all she saw was the ceiling, and the coolness on her shoulders was now covered by her clothes again.
A warming trend is emerging.
Calm the heart that was almost leaping out of the chest.
Turning my head, I was unsurprisingly met with those deep eyes, but the dark red... lust... from before was gone, replaced by obvious care.
"Don't be afraid."
He lay on his side looking at her, but didn't reach out to touch her, and spoke very softly.
It possesses the power to calm people's hearts.
Bai Lu's eyes welled up with tears, instantly clouding over: "I'm not scared... just... a little nervous."
Xiao Cheng saw the girl's hand trembling slightly as she clutched the hem of her clothes. He had long forgotten his fear and resistance and gently embraced her.
He placed his large hand on her back and patted her gently to comfort her.
He explained softly, "Don't be afraid, I didn't mean to do anything. I just wanted to see if you were more forgiving of me when I was drunk or when I was sober."
Perhaps it was the comforting feeling on her back, or the sincerity in his tone, that made Bai Lu's tense nerves gradually relax, and the hand clutching the hem of her clothes slowly loosen.
She reached out again and slowly hugged him, drawing close to his familiar chest that exuded a sense of security.
Bai Lu knew that relationships between men and women would eventually reach this stage, but since she had never experienced it before, she was inevitably nervous.
Perhaps when other people do this with someone they like, they won't feel nervous or uncomfortable at all; it will all happen naturally and smoothly.
But Bai Lu is no ordinary person; she can't help but feel nervous.
Xiao Cheng was the first man outside of her family with whom she had physical contact.
All intimate acts were for the first time, and she needed a little longer than others.
Yes, Bailu is conservative in her thinking and adheres to traditional etiquette, so she is slower than others in everything.
But once she makes a decision, she won't change it or back down, and she'll prepare for many things well in advance.
For example, her and Xiao Cheng's future plans.
For example, she has already come to regard this place as her home.
Gradually, she let go of her obsession with her home in the capital and her family, and her attachment to Xiao Cheng began to shift.
For example, what just happened...
Bai Lu knew perfectly well that she was nervous, perhaps even a little scared.
But not because of Xiao Cheng.
Rather, it is a normal physiological reaction caused by unfamiliar intimate behavior that has never been experienced before.
Bai Lu doesn't reject Xiao Cheng's approach; she's just physically nervous, but in her heart, she has already accepted him.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have refused to push him away.
Let the tension continue.
Bai Lu breathed a sigh of relief, pulling herself out of the safe atmosphere, and looked up: "Acheng, I..."
"It's my fault." Xiao Cheng pulled Bai Lu back into his arms, his touch very gentle.
But that cut off her chance to speak.
Because of Bai Lu's face, it was forced back into his chest, and only emerged after great difficulty.
She quickly asked, "Aren't you feeling unwell?"
Xiao Cheng: "..."
Bai Lu sighed.
Actually, when Xiao Cheng kissed her before, from light to deep kisses, she could feel the changes in his body.
But he would always let go of her quickly, close his eyes briefly, and then open them again, just like now.
As if all desire had vanished, he coaxed her to sleep as if nothing had happened.
Actually, it's hidden, isn't it?
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