After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE-Chapter 245

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He stared at her with downcast eyes and slightly approached her. She was forced to retreat helplessly by this action, and then raised her head slightly, but he put his hands on the back of her head and brought her back to him.

The faint fragrance of milk on her body made him unable to help being moved. He tore off the obstructive scarf around her neck, wrapped it around his wrist, and continued to kiss her with his head down.

With her, how could he be cold?

The fire burned to the core and spread to all his limbs.

Very hot.

Although the expression on his face was extremely calm, the abnormal beating frequency of his heart showed his excitement at the moment.

She was his medicine, but every time he came into contact with it, it was unbearable.

Just like that night when he shared the bed with her, he stayed up all night.

Even the heavy clothes couldn’t hide her weak and slender body, as if it would break if she bent it hard.

Even being hugged, kissed, and bullied by him like this, her eyelashes trembling slightly, maybe she was afraid that he would lose control at a certain moment, but she still wrapped her arms around his neck with both hands full of trust.

This was her.

Responding to him in such a quiet and gentle way.

Even though she knew that he was a dangerous and terrifying beast coveting her flesh and blood, she still showed her most vulnerable place to him with confidence.

Her gentleness was the invisible chain that cut off his sharp claws and fangs, and he was willing to be tamed by her.

His fiery eyes fell on her somewhat swollen lips, and there was still a red mark at the corner of her mouth. Because of this, he frowned slightly and then asked, “Does it hurt?”

After she regained her strength, she shook her head slightly, raised her head and took a sip of milk, and then said without fanfare, “It’s okay, just treat it as being bitten by a cute dog, I think it’s okay.”

Xie Xinglin’s fingertips paused slightly because of her words and seemed to laugh angrily.

He wrapped the scarf around her neck.

Next, his eyes fell on the bottle of Wangzai milk in her hand. It seemed to be the last bottle. It seemed that she was about to finish drinking it, so he said slowly, “Your brother was so happy to get a whole bottle of milk for Christmas.”

Su Qiuge blinked, then tilted her head and said, “Have we already communicated before this?”

Unexpectedly, he knew that what she gave Su Yuanzhou was Wangzai milk.

It was not easy. He seemed to have been observing her for a long time.

Xie Xinglin just nodded, staring down at the milk in her hand, slightly bent his lips, “But I want it too.”

He said that just to tease her to see how she would react.

Because she didn’t have anymore.

But she lowered her head and thought about it seriously. Her eyes fell on the empty soda can in her hand, and she raised her head and said to him, “Then turn around and wait for me, don’t peek.”

Seeing that she was so serious, he frowned slightly, then lazily gave a “hmm,” and turned around without looking at her.

After a while, she said “OK” before he turned around.

She held out her arms, clenched her fists, and asked him, “Guess which one?”

He lowered his eyes, watching her wandering eyes, and finally settled on her left hand.

Tapped slightly with a finger.

She smiled and said, “Not bad, you guessed it.”

Then, she slowly opened her hand, revealing the pull tab of the soda can in her palm.

The radio in the school played relaxing and cheerful music. Even the rhythm of dancing snowflakes outside also slowed down, as if humming a ditty, and landed in the world gently and gracefully.

The music changed again.

“You are the beginning of the letter, the content of the poem, and the end of the fairy tale.”

Amidst the music, she frowned, “How about a ring for Christmas?”

Xie Xinglin lowered his eyes, watching the pull tab of the soda can resting in her tender palm, and remained silent for a long time.

The music from the radio was still playing cheerfully, drifting across every corner of the campus.

Seeing that he didn’t respond for a long time, she thought that he disliked this little thing, then she looked at it and put it on her ring finger to show him, “Isn’t it pretty?”

Then she frowned and said to herself, “It really doesn’t look very good-looking.”

“It’s okay. When I make money in the future, I’ll put a five-carat pink diamond on your finger.”

No girl talked like that.

Really…

So cute.

He looked down at her for a long time, seemed to give a low laugh, and then grabbed her hand.

He stared closely at the little gadget she called the ring, which flashed a radiance on her ring finger.

His Adam’s apple rolled slightly on his slender neckline, and the emotion in his eyes seemed a little dark, before he said slowly, “It looks good.”

The music in her ears became more and more clear, and it made her heart stop slightly for a second.

“You are a natural miracle, you are. The moonlight is so beautiful.”

“You are a gift from Santa Claus, the reward for good kids.”

He brought her hand up, lowered his head, and carefully kissed the little ring.

She blinked and smiled, “Right, I said it was pretty good.”

In a blink of an eye, she was admiring the ring on her ring finger and didn’t notice his deep eyes.

The low whispers fell into the cheerful music, and their promise was hidden by the wind and snow.

“I will put a better-looking one on your finger in the future.”

The wind blew like the laughter of falling snowflakes.