Only Fu Tingyu could hug her so tightly.
Fu Tingyu hugged the girl tightly and sniffed the faint fragrance in her hair. His deep eyes stared at the already closed laptop on the desk.
The man's voice was low and deep. "What's Bao'er busy doing?"
Qin Shu turned her head and could only see the man's jet-black hair, full and smooth forehead, pitch-black eyes, and high nose bridge.
He was like a person who had walked out of a painting. No matter how many adjectives were used to describe him, they could not describe his handsomeness.
"I was busy studying. Why did you come back so late tonight? Are you tired?"
Qin Shu looked at the man who was resting on her shoulder and asked.
Fu Tingyu's eyes darkened, and his arms tightened. "Didn't you already get first place?"
Qin Shu could not help but laugh. "Even if I get first place, I still have to study. with today's competitiveness, if I don't work hard, I will be outclassed by others."
