Wen Qingzhu heard her voice and realized that she was in pain.

His endurance is still very strong, this will, he stopped, with a kiss to appease Mo Qiu Xi, very gentle and patient.

Mo Qiu Xi gradually feel no pain, the body is ready to accept Wen Qingzhu.

"Qingzhu..."

This soft voice made Wen Qingzhu understand that she was better. He looked down at her face and said, "Qiuxi, are you ok?"

Since he said he wanted to spoil her, he naturally had to be patient and take care of her feelings.

Mo Qiuxi looks at Wen Qingzhu like mist, holds his neck, and says in his ear, "well."

After listening to this word, Wen Qingzhu began to move.

His actions are as gentle as his people. Even when he is like this, he is very gentle.

He observed the look of Mo Qiuxi, fast and slow.

It was not until Mo Qiuxi reached the cloud that Wen Qingzhu stopped.

Mo Qiu Xi felt for the first time that there was such a sense of happiness, and it was Wen Qingzhu who gave it to her.

Two people Frank relative, without a trace of estrangement, let Mo Qiu Xi heart has a warm sense of security.

At this moment, he is her, and she completely belongs to Wen Qingzhu.

Just the rhyme still exists, Mo Qiu Xi slowly calm breathing, the whole body has no strength.

Wen Qingzhu's face became clear gradually. He stretched out his jade like hand to wipe Mo Qiuxi's sweat.

Then he pushed away and held her in his arms again.

Mo Qiuxi likes to lean on the feeling in Wen Qingzhu's arms. She moves to his arms again.

She could smell the best of him.

Two people haven't married, Mo Qiu Xi can't help but want to hold him close to him.

She even thought about what it was like in his arms.

Every time two people close, she can smell his clean breath, will be intoxicated.

Wen Qingzhu did not speak, just silently holding her, occasionally touch her hair.

Mo Qiu Xi did not speak, she would be immersed in some thoughts.

In school, although they were in the same school, Mo Qiuxi was an undergraduate and Wen Qingzhu was a doctor.

In a comprehensive university, their subjects are different. Although they have a bachelor's degree and a doctor's degree, they are three years behind.

Wen Qingzhu is very popular and well-known in the school.

The reason why Mo Qiuxi knows about Wen Qingzhu is that her roommates often discuss it. On the school bulletin board, there are various honorary introductions of Wen Qingzhu.

As time goes by, Mo Qiuxi doesn't know anything, and the three words of Wen Qingzhu are not strange to her.

The first time they met was on a rainy day. She ran down the aisle. When she passed the corner of the path, she ran into his arms and her books fell to the ground.

On a rainy day, the book is wet all at once.

Mo autumn cherish not other, quickly squat down to pick up the book, but there is a hand faster than her.

That hand falls in her line of sight, so good-looking, slender as jade, well-defined, a pair of hands playing the piano.

Later she learned that it was the hand with the scalpel.

The wind blew across the page and opened the first page with her class and name written on it.

She heard a clear voice in the top of her head, "Mo Qiu Xi?"

Qingrun sound, as if the strings, and like the gurgling stream flowing into his heart, moistening the heart.

For the first time, she felt that her name sounded so beautiful.

Just listening to the voice, Mo Qiuxi's heart trembled. Later, she understood that the tremor might be the feeling of palpitation.