A record of an alpha's ancient life GL MTL

101-109 END

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The next day dawn broke, accompanied by chirping birds, sunlight leaked in through the window, faintly through the curtains, the house was still burning with styrax, and there was an indescribable smell in the air.

Shen Qingshu frowned, and struggled to wake up from his sleep, only feeling lazy, his arms were sore, and he couldn't even lift them up.

Wiggling her fingertips, she turned her gaze to the side, and Lin Weizhi was pillowed in her arms, curled up slightly, sleeping peacefully.

Her eye sockets were still a little red, she had been tossed hard last night, she cried and begged several times, the ribbons that tied her eyes were soaked with tears, she took them off and threw them beside the pillow, already wrinkled badly.

Shen Qingshu propped himself up a little and looked at her, with infinite love and pity in his heart, so as not to wake her up, he carefully pulled his arm out.

Lin Weizhi let out a "beep", her long eyelashes fluttered, as if she was a little dissatisfied, Shen Qingshu quickly stopped her movements, but saw that she was still not awake, she just turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Because of her actions, the thin quilt slipped a little from her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair and delicate skin with very conspicuous red marks on it.

The lingering images of last night flashed back into Shen Qingshu's mind again, the appearance of her forbearance, the appearance of pear blossoms with rain...

Unable to think about it any more, Shen Qingshu gathered his mind and covered her with the thin quilt, then tiptoed out of the bed, found the clothes and put them on neatly.

When she was wearing the inner layer of clothes, her back was scratched and hurt, and she took a picture in front of the mirror, only to find that it was a few scratches. When the love was strong, she didn't even feel the pain.

She stroked her back twice, and for some reason, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously.

After leaving the house, Shen Qingshu went to find Sheng Han, and very domineeringly asked her to inform the students of the painting club that Lin Weizhi was going to take a day off.

Sheng Han was very nervous, "It's strange that this point hasn't come up yet, is the girl sick?"

Shen Qingshu coughed dryly, "No, I'm tired, I'll make my own decision, don't disturb her, I'll wake her up for lunch at noon."

Sheng Han understood now, and saw her lazily rubbing her right wrist, pinching her palm and turning it slowly in a circle, the wrist bones and veins bulged and then disappeared, inexplicably, she felt a little blushing, and quickly bowed her head in response.

After Shen Qingshu finished explaining, he was relieved to deal with official duties. Of course, when Lin Weizhi woke up, he was ashamed and annoyed, and had an awkward fight with her and didn't mention it.

After her birthday, Shen Qingshu went to pick her up every day. After autumn, there were fewer and fewer official duties, and she didn't care about the time. She would leave work early after finishing her get off work, which made the county government very happy.

Because she often went to the painting club, several students also got to know her a little better. After knowing her temper, they were not so afraid of her, and they could chat with her occasionally.

Especially that Ms. Guo, who knew that she taught Lin Weizhi the manga, would pester her to ask questions whenever she had the chance, which made Shen Qingshu no chance to be jealous, and instead felt very guilty in front of Lin Weizhi.