The tone suggested that he had been taken advantage of but dared not utter a word.
She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt that Song Qi's gaze towards her was different after she woke up this time.
Could this child have gotten so feverish that he's lost his mind and is mistaking her for his mother?
Su Ping subconsciously touched his forehead.
When Song Qi saw her hand reaching out, he didn't dodge it; instead, he moved closer to her.
They were quite cooperative.
The temperature seems to have gone down a bit, but it's still a little hot.
"Senior, I'm a little cold."
Song Qi couldn't get enough of looking at her face.
He already had some inexplicable feelings for her, and after combining them with his dream, he became even more certain of his feelings.
He didn't know if this was love, but he wanted to be with her.
He didn't know if the things in his dreams had actually happened, but now he wouldn't make himself that scary, nor would he let those things in his dreams happen.
cold?
Su Ping was taken aback. Although the temperature would drop a little at night, it shouldn't be that cold in the middle of summer, right?
But his tone didn't sound like he was joking. The lights in the storage room were off, with only the faint light from outside shining in.
Su Ping subconsciously reached for her phone, wanting to find something to cover it up for him.
But after getting the phone, I pressed the screen for a long time and there was no response.
Oh no, she forgot that she used up all her phone's battery playing Candy Crush this afternoon.
The next second, a hand landed on my waist.
Song Qi put his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to his chest. Her waist was just as slender as in his dream.
Thinking of the slender, white waist that had appeared in his dreams many times, he suddenly wanted to see if it was really that delicate and soft.
Su Ping was startled and slapped his hand, frowning as she said, "What are you doing?"
The moment he embraced her, her heart inexplicably raced, and her body instinctively resisted his sudden touch.
Song Qi didn't let go, but closed his eyes and murmured, "Senior, it won't be cold if I hug you like this."
He didn't make any other moves except for the hand he had on her waist.
It seems like it's really because of the cold.
The folding bed was already small, so it was obvious that the two of them were very close together, or rather, she was being held in Song Qi's arms like a giant pillow.
"I'll go find you something to cover it up."
The more Su Ping thought about it, the more she felt that their current identities were not quite right, and something just felt off.
But just as she propped herself up, one of Song Qi's men pulled her back down forcefully.
After falling back into his arms, a scent unique to him instantly surged up.
Song Qi's face was very close to hers, so close that she could feel his warm breath.
Too close.
Su Ping tried to move to the side, but found herself held tightly in his arms and unable to move at all.
"You're holding me too tight, let go of me first."
But the hand that was clasped around her waist didn't let go. She heard Song Qi say behind her, "That's enough, senior, I'm so cold..."
As he spoke, his voice grew softer and softer, as if he had fallen asleep.
How could he possibly fall asleep while the two of them were in that position?
Su Ping tried to struggle, but the arm felt like it weighed a ton and she couldn't break free at all.
Instead, she broke into a sweat, and the scent of gardenias in her hair gradually became stronger.
"Little Song?"
Su Ping called out several times, but received no reply.
It seems she really is asleep.
Thinking that he had a fever, Su Ping gave up struggling and let him hug her like a furnace.
Later, sleepiness gradually overcame hunger, and she fell asleep without realizing it.
Hearing steady breathing in the darkness, Song Qi opened his eyes.
His hand, resting on her waist, lightly traced the curves of her waist.
Su Ping felt a little itchy and muttered a dissatisfied comment with her eyes closed.
Song Qi immediately stopped what he was doing, listened for a while and only felt relieved after confirming that she hadn't woken up before he gently tightened his grip.
In her sleep, Su Ping was unaware that Song Qi had pulled her into his arms, his shoulders facing her.
She slept soundly and wasn't woken up. Instead, she found a comfortable position in his arms, hummed twice, and continued sleeping.
Listening to her kitten-like breathing, Song Qi couldn't fall asleep.
The senior student doesn't like him yet, so he has to find a way to make her like him.
This time it wasn't because his sister wanted to get close to her, but for his own sake.
She liked Xu Yichen so much before, and even now, he doesn't know if she still likes him.
Therefore, the relationship between the sister and him must not have any problems.
...
Hearing the sound, Su Ping squinted slightly, wanting to stretch.
But I touched a warm person.
To be precise, I touched someone's face.
Startled, Su Ping quickly opened her eyes and found herself nestled in Song Qi's arms. He had woken up sometime earlier and was now looking at her with a helpless yet amused expression.
Why didn't you wake me up when you were awake?
After Song Qi removed his arm from her waist, Su Ping quickly sat up and asked somewhat awkwardly.
As long as she questions and shifts blame quickly enough, it's not her fault.
She would never admit that she was a restless sleeper and had climbed into his arms in the middle of the night.
Song Qi saw through her little scheme and chuckled.
"Senior, I was just woken up too."
He had actually been awake for a while, but he didn't make a sound when he heard the door open outside, waiting for her to wake up on her own.
Has someone come in?
Su Ping heard the noise and looked towards the door.
"It seems so."
Song Qi pretended to have just woken up, tilted his head to listen for a moment, and then nodded.
"Wake up, let's go out first."
Having been locked up for a night, she was filled with longing for freedom.
When the two of them helped each other out of the storage room, they looked at each other in bewilderment with several students who were changing clothes in the locker room outside.
this……
Su Ping subconsciously looked at herself and Song Qi. Both of them were disheveled, especially Song Qi, who looked rather weak due to a fever.
When you feel incredibly embarrassed in front of strangers, don't panic. First, cover your face.
Faced with the gossipy looks from those people, Su Ping simply reached out and covered her face.
Seeing this, Song Qi couldn't help but chuckle, not expecting her to be shy.
He nodded to the group and then walked towards the door with Su Ping.
He could have explained it, but suddenly he didn't want to.
Although he hates being slandered, it doesn't seem so bad when it comes to her.
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