Chapter 734: Snow

Did she attack him, or did he attack her?
Luo Qingyu's mind turned vaguely to this idea.
It turned out that the big country teacher in the dream was so fierce, such as the stormy wind, which swept her all, making it almost impossible for her to think again.
She tried to keep her eyes wide open, only to see that his eyes were so secluded in the deep sea, and the waves rolled inside, like a bottomless vortex, which made her heart strings tremble and almost choked--
This love, I do n’t know how long it lasted, Luo Qingyu's brain was already blank and chaotic.
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When the wind and rain finally stopped a little, Luo Qingyu's wandering air finally slowly returned to her position. She was sweating body after body, and most of her drinks awoke—
The sage finally began to return ...
wrong! This is wrong! This dream is too real!
She moved, he was still holding her tightly, and she was slightly sweaty. The unique smell on him made her feel shocked. Her head rested on his chest, and he could hear his heart beating faintly.
Isn't it a dream? This is real? !!
She lifted her head, got out of the chin of his arm, turned her eyes slightly, and looked at the surrounding scenery, only to see a vast white, and her fingers grabbed underneath in disbelief-
Under him was a soft bedding, which was already a bit messy--
Where is she?
As if in the clouds and above the earth, it felt weird.
"Wake up?" A cold, dull voice from above came deep.
Luo Qingyu's body was stiff and she suddenly looked up. She lifted it too fast and hurriedly, and the tip of his nose hit his chin--
Sore nose!
Luo Qingyu resisted the desire to rub her nose and looked at this beautiful face with a grudge close at hand.
Obviously such an elegant and picturesque man, but gave her a strong and overbearing feeling-
He was looking at her, and a smile was gradually escaping from the bottom of his eyes. There were light waves flowing in the obsidian eyes, and the lake was shining like water: "What do you think? Do n’t you think you are a teacher?"
His smooth hair brushed her cheeks, tangled with her hair, spread under each other's body, with a light fragrance, made her tremble a little, blurted out a sentence: "You-you are Really? "