Desire possesses, unable to escape from the palm of my roommate's uncle

Jiang Qingyan finished treating Fu Miaoxi's wound and breathed softly around her: "Does it still hurt?"

Fu Miaoxi felt it for a moment, pulled up her clothes, and found that the burning pain had disappeared. She shook her head and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, uncle."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered something and suppressed her excitement and asked, "My shoulder is injured tonight and I can't get wet, so it's not convenient for me to take a shower. Uncle, can I sleep by myself?"

Jiang Qingyan raised his eyes, his expression expressionless: "Hmm? Fu Miaomiao, are you so fond of pushing your luck now?"

Fu Miaoxi's arrogance was suppressed with just one sentence.

She puffed up her face and moved to the seat next to her.

"What?" Jiang Qingyan leaned back in his chair and pinched Fu Miaoxi's waist with one hand: "Sit tight."

Fu Miaoxi yawned slightly: "I feel a little sleepy, I want to take a nap."

Jiang Qingyan rubbed her head and placed it on his shoulder, letting her completely nestle in his arms: "Just sleep like this."

Fu Miaoxi leaned in Jiang Qingyan's arms, smelling the familiar cool bitter fragrance, listening to the strong heartbeat under her chest, and suddenly felt a sense of security and reality.

Even if she and Jiang Qingyan were separated many years later, she would probably find it hard to forget this moment. The cool bitter fragrance permeated her warm embrace, lingering and supporting her worldly soul.

Jiang Qingyan gently patted the back of the little girl in his arms, listened to the girl's gradually lighter breathing, relaxed himself, closed his eyes and dozed off.

Suddenly a low scream disturbed the warm atmosphere.

Fu Miaoxi sat up straight from his body: "It's snowing, the first snow!"

Jiang Qingyan also opened his eyes and looked out the window.

The moon has hidden behind the clouds, and the street lights are crisscrossing to block out the specks of snow in the sky.

"It's a shame, it's just a little snow, and the clouds aren't thick today. I'm afraid it will stop soon."

Seeing that Fu Miaoxi seemed to want to open the window, Jiang Qingyan held her hand and said, "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

He also sat up straight, and put his arms around Fu Miaoxi: "Like watching the snow? After you finish your exams, I will take you to the mountains to ski, okay?"

Fu Miaoxi wasn't interested: "It's more interesting when it snows."

"Is there a sense of meaning?" Jiang Qingyan smiled. "What kind of sense of meaning is that? Is it that we grow old together in the snow?"

Fu Miaoxi looked at Jiang Qingyan in disbelief: "Uncle, how do you know this kind of internet joke?"

Jiang Qingyan was not annoyed: "Am I some old stubborn old man in his seventies or eighties?"

"That's not the case. I just feel that you, my uncle, are so busy that you probably don't have the time to study something that has no practical significance at all."

Jiang Qingyan tightened his grip and leaned closer to Fu Miaoxi: "It really doesn't make any sense. If white hair can be replaced by snow, why would there be people who work hard in this world?"

He looked out the window, his expression was cold for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

Fu Miaoxi noticed his mood swings and didn't dare to continue the topic: "But skiing seems to be fun, but I haven't learned it."

Jiang Qingyan also came back to his senses and nuzzled her nose with his. "It's easy to get started," they breathed in each other's ears. "I'll teach you."

But before Fu Miaoxi had her winter vacation, something big happened.

After the New Year's Day holiday, X University will have its two-week final exams.

In Fu Miaoxi's and her classmates' major, only three courses this semester require exams, and the rest are graded in the form of reports.

Coincidentally, the exams for these three courses were all in the first week, so after the last exam on Thursday of the first week, it was vacation time for the students in Fu Miaoxi's class.

"That's great! I was still wondering when to fly to the US, but Teacher Bi said the report will be on Sunday. Doesn't that mean I can leave on Tuesday at the latest?"

Early on Friday morning, Jiang Wanyi and Fu Miaoxi came to the professional classroom to prepare for the last report of this semester, putting a perfect end to their studies in the past few months.

"Xixi, can you first explain yesterday's test paper to me again? I'll calculate how many points I can get."

Since the report was basically ready, Fu Miaoxi readily agreed: "Okay."

The two were studying hard when they suddenly heard a knock on the classroom door.

When I looked up, I saw that it was Si Chen, the teaching assistant for one of my courses this semester.

Si Chen also studied design and was doing his postgraduate studies at X University. As his advisor's teaching assistant, he was responsible for teaching some of Fu Miaoxi's and other students' courses this semester.

Jiang Wanyi greeted politely, and Fu Miaoxi hesitated for a moment and then greeted him as well.

Si Chen is a typical good student, with a crew cut and thin-framed glasses. He is very patient and speaks softly during lectures, and he is neither impatient nor anxious when urging students to do their homework.

"You girls are so diligent, you're studying here so early in the morning?"

Jiang Wanyi has a good impression of this teaching assistant. Compared with other teachers who don't care about students' lives, this senior who answers every question is really suitable for her.

"I have a group discussion with my classmates in the classroom this afternoon to prepare for Teacher Bi's report, so I won't be going to the library this morning."

Si Chen smiled and looked at Fu Miaoxi: "Sister Fu's GPA is ridiculously high again this semester. I feel ashamed when I see it."

Fu Miaoxi smiled politely and courteously: "The results for several courses haven't come out yet. The senior said it's too early."

Fu Miaoxi doesn't like Si Chen very much.

From the first day he started teaching, Fu Miaoxi discovered that this person was consciously observing the dress and behavior of each student. One day she accidentally noticed that Si Chen was actually asking about her family situation.

This made Fu Miaoxi very alert, but the two of them didn't have many opportunities to meet, and they all happened at school, so Fu Miaoxi didn't think anything serious would happen.

But today Si Chen suddenly appeared inexplicably, and Fu Miaoxi had a bad feeling in her heart.

Si Chen said goodbye after a brief greeting. The two girls continued studying for a while. As it was getting close to noon, Jiang Wanyi put down her pen and said, "Xixi, I'm going to the bathroom. Let's go straight to lunch."

Fu Miaoxi nodded and stood up: "I'll go throw away the garbage."

The two separated in the corridor. Fu Miaoxi turned left to throw away the trash, while Jiang Wanyi went straight to the bathroom.

After finding the trash can, Fu Miaoxi threw the paper in her hand into the corresponding category. When she turned around, she saw Si Chen behind her.

The floor of the college where the design major is located is usually not crowded, and it is even more deserted during the final week.

At this time, there were only Fu Miaoxi and Si Chen at the corner. Looking around, there was no one else in sight.

"Senior! What do you want to do?" Fu Miaoxi raised her voice, her momentum could not be weak.

Si Chen still had that harmless expression on his face and pushed up his glasses. "Why are you so alert, school girl?"

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, I wanted to treat you with some gentleness."

Si Chen took out a stun gun from his trouser pocket, took a few steps forward, and pressed it hard on Fu Miaoxi's abdomen.