"Don't you feel well? Why is your face so red? " Shen Mo Chen saw that peach lingered for a long time to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw her red face, and he could not help but wonder.

"Er No.... " Peach red face, standing in front of the dust.

Shen Mo Chen gently stretched out a hand and reached her forehead. After confirming that she was not feverish, he felt relieved and went into peach's room.

Peach looked at him with some embarrassment.

"What's the matter? What are you nervous about? " Shen Mo Chen looks at peach fidgety appearance, frown to ask a way.

"That What can I do for you? " Peach's hands are tightly twisted together, a pair of watery big eyes, some dodge to dare not look at him.

"I can't come to you if it's ok?" Shen Mochen casually sat on the edge of the peach's bed, looked up at the peach standing still, and said, "then why are you hanging around in my room all day

"Yes..." Peach still has the plot of the novel in her mind at the moment. When she sees Shen Mo Chen sitting on the edge of her bed, she is afraid that he will lift the pillow and see the novel just now.

"What were you doing just now?" Shen Mo Chen's dark and deep eyes swept over the peach, and his clothes were quite neat, not like lying on the bed resting. What's more, the quilt on the bed was well placed at the foot of the bed, and there was no sign of spreading.

"Just now Reading... " Murmur, murmur of peach.

"Reading?" Shen Mo Chen looked around the room. There was nothing on the desk and no books on the ground. "What books do you read? How can you still be so red now?"

“…… Eh... " Peach is like a child who has made a mistake. She stands there at a loss, glances at the bookshelf next to her, and whispers, "I just stood there watching Jane Eyre. You knock on the door and I'll put the book back."

"Oh." Shen Mo dust nodded lightly, reached out to her and said, "come here."

"Why?" Peach slowly walked to the side of the dust, but not as usual, on the adhesion to him.

Shen Mo Chen thinks that today's peaches are abnormal.

A slender palm gently grabs the peach's slender arm, and then with a little force, the peach standing beside Shen Mo dust is directly pulled into his arms.

"You, you, you What are you doing? " Peach looked at Shen Mo dust's face getting closer and closer. She was scared to stammer. Don't blame her. She has just received some knowledge education on that aspect. At the moment, all the words in her mind are fragrant and beautiful.

After all, peaches are still small, and her husband is always ready to call Shen Mo Chen. In her heart, her husband is the pronoun of Shen Mo Chen. Although there were times when she bravely rushed to kiss Shen Mo Chen, she was still young and didn't understand anything. She just felt funny when she was pushed by adults.

She never thought about the deep meaning of her husband, and did not know that there were so many "follow-up" intimacy besides kissing.

In short, peaches haven't had time to sort out her feelings and digest the knowledge in the book. She even realized just now that Shen Mo Chen's kiss to her was not what she usually meant to kiss him.

But this time, Shen Mo Chen didn't kiss her, but stuck his forehead on her forehead, frowned and said, "the temperature is normal. What's the matter with you?"

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