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第23章 Deeply permeate (4/4)

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He brushed his hand gently against Shen's chest, and his breathing gradually became ste

Shen Shu looked down at his sleeping face. The long eyelashes cast a small shadow beneath the eyelids, and the lips slightly pursed."The young bamboo endures hardship, just as the bamboo endures hardsh Deeply.

Return.

Finally, it was Shen Shu who changed the bed sheet, and Shen Yan lay back down on the bed again.

Shen Yan looked at his earnest profile and his drooping eyelashes.

Suddenly, he reached out aned his arms around his neck, then crawled into his embrace, saying,"Brother, you're so kind."Shen Shutian smiled, threw the used tissue into the trash can, and then lay back down on the bed.

He brushed his hand gently against Shen's chest, and his breathing gradually became ste

Shen Shu looked down at his sleeping face. The long eyelashes cast a small shadow beneath the eyelids, and her lips were slightly pursed, like a contented kitten.

He smiled gently and sighed in his heart.

The moonlight somehow moved to the end of the bed, illuminating the scattered clothes and items.

Shen's shirt was thrown at the foot of the bed, and her tie waed around the back of the

The wind outside the window blew in with a coolness, yet it couldn't dissipate the heat in the bedding. It entwined the breaths of the two, weaving into a gentle web.

Shen Shu reached out her hand, gentled it around Shen Yan's back, moving as tenderly as handling a rare treasure.

He lowered his head and gave a kiss on the top of the young man's head. His voice was so soft that only he could hear it:"Good night, Yan Yan."

The person in his arms seemed to have heard it in his sleep, and unconsciously shrank back into his embrace, uttering a light murmuring.

Shen Shu looked at him, and the tenderness in her eyes almost overflowed.

He thought, perhaps this wouldn't be too bad. It's not like there's anything wrong with being so dependent and so in need.

Even... kind of like it.

As the night deepened, the halo of the desk lamp cast embracing shadows on the wall, never parting long and long ago.

"Raw bamboo is bitter, but bitter bamboo turns raw."Deeply dro.

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