Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

Shang Qing quickly picked up the water cup next to him and handed the straw to Ji Xun's mouth.

Ji Xun sipped the straw and drank the warm water in big gulps, trying to dilute the taste of the ginger sugar water.

After Ji Xun finally suppressed the smell, he thought Shang Qing would leave.

However, to his surprise, Shang Qing did not stand up, but gently placed the cup on the table.

Then, Shang Qing lifted Ji Xun's quilt, her movements natural and smooth, as if it was a very ordinary thing.

She crawled into Ji Xun's bed like a well-behaved kitten.

"Okay, dear, I'm so sleepy, let's go to bed."

Shang Qing's voice was as soft as a feather, her cheek resting gently on the crook of Ji Xun's neck, her hand resting on his chest.

Her entire upper body was almost half lying on Ji Xun, just like her usual dependence.

Smelling the fresh and pleasant scent, Shang Qing felt comfortable all over.

But this made Ji Xun very miserable.

Ji Xun's body stiffened slightly.

At night, on the bed, under the atmosphere created by the dim bedside lamp.

Feeling Shang Qing's body temperature and breath, this intimate contact made him a little overwhelmed.

Although they have been boyfriend and girlfriend for several months, they are still young after all, and apart from holding hands and kissing, there are not many further actions.

Therefore, it is even more impossible for two people to sleep in the same bed at night.

Sleeping in the same bed, this situation never happened again except the time when Ji Xun was sick.

However, at this moment, Shang Qing lay on top of him so naturally that Ji Xun's body instantly became stiff, and he didn't even dare to move...

"Be good, go to sleep. You will get better faster if you get more sleep."

Shang Qing's hand gently patted his chest.

He coaxed her gently again and again, as if he had endless patience.

In the warm embrace of the soft and cute handsome man, Shang Qing smelled the fresh and pleasant scent, and her clear mind became a little dazed.

Her willpower seemed to become extremely weak at this moment, and she closed her eyes helplessly.

Her hands clapped again and again, but the rhythm became slower and slower, and finally stopped completely.

It was Shang Qing who wanted to coax Ji Xun to sleep, but who knew that she fell asleep first.

Ji Xun lowered his eyebrows and stared at the well-behaved girl who was sleeping quietly in his arms. A gentle smile unconsciously appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He gently picked up Shang Qing's tender little hand, held it tightly in his palm, put it to his lips, and kissed it softly.

It seems that this is not enough to satisfy the boy.

He kissed the top of her head, forehead, nose tip, and cheeks in succession.

Finally, the boy's lips slowly fell on the girl's lips as delicate as petals.

In Ji Xun's eyes, his little sister is the most precious treasure in the world.

No matter how he gazed or how he loved, he felt that he could never see enough or love enough.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Ji Xun’s eyebrows and eyes gradually became lighter.

The whole person was immersed in a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

Like an insecure baby, Ji Xun wrapped his arms around Shang Qing's waist and buried his face in hers.

He gently sniffed the fresh floral and fruity scent emanating from her body, as if this scent could make him feel safe and comfortable.

As time passed, his breathing gradually calmed down and he fell into a sweet dream.

The next day, before dawn, Ji Xun woke up from his sleep.

He blinked his eyes and felt that his head was no longer dizzy and the burning sensation disappeared.

My physical condition is much better than yesterday, so it should be nothing serious.

Thinking of this, he realized that today was a little unusual.

When he tried to turn his body, he suddenly felt a small head on his shoulder and neck, with soft hair scattered on the bed, as smooth as silk.

There was a white arm draped over his chest, as if gently hugging him.

However, what surprised him most was a strange feeling in his legs.

He looked down cautiously and found that Shang Qing's white and slender legs were actually straddling his body!

Because he moved slightly just now, Shang Qing's leg accidentally rubbed against his most private part.

At this moment, Ji Xun trembled all over, and his cheeks turned red like a ripe apple.

What's worse is that the place stood up uncontrollably.

This made Ji Xun feel extremely nervous, embarrassed and awkward.

Sweat began to bead on his forehead and temples, and his heartbeat quickened.

In order not to wake Shang Qing up, he suppressed his inner panic, moved as quietly as possible, and staggered out of bed.

He hurried to the cupboard and frantically searched for clean underwear.

Then he rushed into the bathroom like a gust of wind and quickly closed the door.

The early morning hours passed very long.

Shang Qing's consciousness was still immersed in a sweet dream when a gentle touch fell on her lips.

It was a gentle kiss, like a fragrant spring breeze, gently blowing across her lips, bringing a hint of warmth.

"Sister, be good, get up."

A low and gentle voice sounded in her ears, as if it came from a distant dream.

Shang Qing slowly opened her eyes, and the young man's handsome face struck her sleepy eyes.

Ji Xun half-knelt in front of the bed, his face appearing particularly clear in the morning sunlight.

His eyes were deep and bright, like stars in the night sky.

There was a doting smile on the corner of his mouth as he gently stroked Shang Qing's soft hair.

The sound was even more pleasant, and Shang Qing wanted to rub her ears.

The corners of the girl's lips rose slightly, revealing a sweet smile.

Her voice was a little lazy, but full of tenderness: "Xiao Xun..."

"Sister, breakfast is ready. Be good and get up, okay?"

"I don't want to get up..." The coquettish tone was obvious.

Ji Xun's fingers continued to wander through her hair, his tone becoming more and more doting: "Sister, be good, I made your favorite seafood porridge."

Shang Qing stretched out her body, then like a lazy kitten, she wrapped her arms around Ji Xun's neck and said coquettishly, "I want you to hold me."

Ji Xun's eyebrows curved, and he agreed without hesitation: "Okay. My Princess Qingqing."

He held Shang Qing firmly in his arms, as if she were a precious treasure, and protected her with great care.

Shang Qing nestled comfortably in Ji Xun's arms, feeling his warmth and strength.

She rested her head on Ji Xun's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt particularly happy.

However, as time went by, Shang Qing's consciousness gradually returned, and she suddenly realized that she was being held by Ji Xun.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Ji Xun who was walking towards the bathroom, feeling panic in her heart.