The snow that had stopped outside the window began to fall again.
Snowflakes are flying in the night, and the north wind is howling. It should have been a cold winter scene, but the house was filled with excitement.
Jiang Suchu's head was dizzy and she was imprisoned between Lu Zhinian's hard chest and arms. She wrapped her arms around his neck and dug her nails into his back uncontrollably.
Her face was even redder than before, and she stared at the head buried in her collarbone with her eyes wide open. The hair was black and stuck to the skin, which was itchy and painful.
"Lu Zhinian... Lu Zhinian..." She sobbed helplessly and called his name in the ups and downs.
Lu Zhinian raised his head from her chest, his eyes that had always been indifferent were filled with burning lust.
He lowered his head and kissed the end of her red eyes. Then he went down and pecked the tip of her nose.
"Baby, I'm here."
His voice was hoarse and hoarse, but it was also laced with a provocative smile.
Finally, with heavy breathing, he kissed her red lips again. Lu Zhinian's warm lips moved on her lips again and again. He kept moving, going deep and exploring.
Jiang Suchu only felt that he was about to fall apart, and shrank back tremblingly.
"Lu Zhinian...you..." She was a little out of tune, looking at his red chest, the words came to her lips but she was embarrassed to say them out.
Lu Zhinian could see her shyness, he curled his lips and put his hands on her slim waist, and dragged her back.
He took her arms and put them behind him, then picked her up by her waist.
Jiang Suchu was extremely hot all over, his face was covered with fine sweat, and his broken hair stuck to his cheeks.
Lu Zhinian held her waist with one hand, stroked her red and hot cheek with the other hand, and used his slender fingertips to brush away the wet hair stuck to her face.
"What's wrong with me, baby?" he asked her in a low voice.
Jiang Suichu hadn't fully sobered up yet, his head was shaking and he was a little dizzy, and his face was a double image in front of him. She whimpered and lay on his shoulder, her thin and smooth shoulders rubbing against his hard chest.
"You...**..." She buried her head in his neck, her voice was small, with a pitiful cry.
Lu Zhinian tilted his head and kissed the top of her soft hair, then nibbled her earlobe, with a mischievous smile in his hoarse voice: "Baby, what do I want?"
As his hot breath penetrated into his ears, Jiang Suchu clearly felt that he was practicing these words.
Like a rising tide crashing against the shore.
Jiang Suichu felt her consciousness gradually slipping away from his continuous giving. The moment she arrived, she cried and bit his collarbone.
"Bad guy!"
Lu Zhiqiang laughed after being scolded.
He tightened his arms, hugged the trembling person, slowly lowered his head and kissed her slender collarbone: "Baby, you are so good."
The cold night is long and the room is full of beauty.
I don't know how long it took, but when Jiang Suichu couldn't hold on any longer and was about to fall asleep, she felt something fall on her chest.
With the coldness of metal.
She slowly lowered her eyes and as soon as she saw a silver crescent, Lu Zhinian lowered his head and kissed it.
"Merry Christmas, Piggy."
When he left his lips, Jiang Suchu saw clearly that there was a necklace around his neck.
The thin silver chain has a crescent moon hanging on it. There are crystal clear diamonds on the crescent moon, shining under the light.
She twisted the crescent moon between her fingertips and looked up at him blankly: "Is this...?"
Lu Zhinian bent his lower lip, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "Christmas gift."
"Do you like it?" Lu Zhinian looked into her eyes.
Jiang Suichu pursed his lower lip and nodded: "I like it."
"But..." She looked up at him, a little at a loss, "But I only prepared a birthday present for you."
Lu Zhinian raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said a little uncertainly: "Isn't this... the birthday gift you prepared for me?"
"Ah?" Jiang Suchu was stunned and didn't understand what he meant.
She didn't understand until she saw Lu Zhinian glance at her up and down.
"What..." She blushed, pushed him away and shrank into the quilt, "...that's not it."
Today this was purely... an accident.
She wanted to say this, but she swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
Maybe it's a little too early to give yourself away at this age. But as long as it was Lu Zhinian, she had no regrets.
She was extremely certain that no one would love her as deeply, purely and passionately as Lu Zhinian did.
And I will never fall in love with anyone else again.
Lu Zhinian lay beside her, hugged her from behind, and put his arms across her waist: "Then what was the birthday gift you originally wanted to give me?"
His breath tickled the back of his neck.
Jiang Suichu shrank his neck and said, "The tie clip is in the bag."
She had seen Lu Zhinian wearing a suit and tie before when he participated in Daiso (a college student entrepreneurship activity), and she wanted to give him a tie clip at that time.
Lu Zhinian kissed her earlobe and said softly: "Thank you, baby. I like this gift very much."
Jiang Suchu frowned and turned to look back at him: "You said you like it before you even saw anything?"
It's too perfunctory.
Lu Zhinian smiled, looked at her lips and couldn't help but move closer to kiss her: "As long as it's from you, I like it."
"Oh~" Jiang Suichu's lips raised slightly.
She remembered something and asked him: "What time is it now?"
The mobile phone was placed on the bedside table. Lu Zhinian reached over her to grab it and glanced at it: "It's almost two o'clock."
Jiang Suichu groaned, and said with some regret: "I didn't even eat the cake, and I didn't make a wish."
Lu Zhinian put down his phone, put his arm around her shoulders and turned her over to face him.
He looked into her eyes and chuckled: "That's my only wish. God should have helped me remember it."
Jiang Suchu was stunned for a moment, looking down at the scars and tattoos on his heart.
She rubbed it with her fingertips, feeling the raised strips of flesh on the originally flat skin.
"But... I want you to make one more wish."
Lu Zhinian looked at her curled eyelashes and asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
Jiang Suichu raised his eyes and looked into his eyes, his voice choked with sobs.
"A Nian also wants peace."
Lu Zhinian's eyes glazed over, then he raised his hand to touch her cheek: "Then when your birthday is next month, can you make a promise to me?"
Jiang Suichu bent his lower lip, put his arms around his neck, and rubbed his cheek gently against his chest: "Yeah."
