Blanca dried her hair silently and found that Matthew had gone to the bathroom again.
Didn’t Matthew take a shower?
Blanca suddenly thought of something and blushed red and red.
When Matthew came out again, Blanca was already lying on the bed, the soft duvet wrapped around her slender and beautiful body, only a pair of small feet leaking out.
“Go to sleep.”
Luckily the duvet covered her body, otherwise Matthew would have had to take several cold showers again. The self-control that he used to be proud of is all gone now. The feeling is like … a long drought to manna.
Matthew thought, could not help but laugh out. He got on the bed, brought himself close to Blanca and held her in his arms.
“Matthew, what are you doing.”
“It’s only right for a husband to sleep with his wife in his arms.” Matthew said.
Blanca, on the other hand, was a little up and down from this sudden intimacy. Although they had already confessed their feelings for each other, and had even done more intimate things like mingling, such intimacy still made Blanca a little nervous, as if the little heart in her chest was about to jump out.
“Matthew, can you let go of me, it’s not comfortable to sleep with such a hug.”
“Then change the position to hold.”
“…”
The air suddenly froze, Matthew put his chin on the top of Blanca’s head, perhaps because he had just taken a bath, Blanca’s body had a fragrance that seemed , which fascinated Matthew.
Blanca curled up in Matthew’s arms, her fingers poking his chest, “Matthew, why don’t you ask me?”
“Ask what?”
“It’s that painting.” Blanca poked Matthew’s chest with a little aggression, and her finger was instantly clutched by Matthew, “What’s wrong with the painting?”
“Matthew!”
“I’m listening.” Matthew unhappily grabbed Blanca’s small hand, remembered once when studying several boys gathered once discussed, said that the girl’s fingers are particularly soft, hold up really comfortable.
At that time Matthew did not have a girl in mind, and was so focused on his studies that he even found them a bit boring.
Now that I think about it, the girl’s fingers are really soft, like the cotton candy that she once ate.
With her fingers wrapped around Matthew’s, Blanca blushed, “You know I gave that to you, why don’t you say something?”
“Well, that’s good.”
Matthew was always cold and aloof, making Blanca’s chest feel like it was clogged with something.
Blanca spent almost the whole day today drawing Matthew, she thought she was just thinking about him, then gradually under Jennifer’s guidance she realized that she had unknowingly put Matthew in her heart.
“Just one good word? Matthew do you know that I painted this picture for a whole morning, and then also revised and modified, I …”
Blanca some grumbling spat, Matthew see this painting should not be very happy and excited to praise themselves? How come everything is not.
Blanca wanted to say something else, but her mouth was suddenly blocked by Matthew.
Matthew showed himself satisfied with the actual action, very satisfied …
The kiss was long and gentle, like it went on for a long time, until Blanca fell into a deep sleep, with sweetness still hanging from the corners of her mouth.