Chapter 6 Pei Yanchuan, Let's Kiss

Yang Cici agreed to meet Pei Yanchuan.

At eight o'clock in the evening, there was a gentle knock on the door.

At that time, Yang Cici was doing a puzzle, which she and Pei Yanchuan bought together. They had originally agreed that they would do a little bit of it together every night, and after finishing the puzzle, they would go out for a trip together.

But I don’t know if there is still a chance.

Hearing a knock on the door, she put down the puzzle in her hand and got up to open the door.

The man outside the door was wearing a simple black short-sleeved shirt. His handsome face was as gentle as jade, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly red, as if he had just cried. He was holding a box of small cakes in his hand.

Looking at the red corners of the other person's eyes, Yang Cici was slightly stunned.

Pei Yanchuan's eyelashes drooped, water droplets still hung on the ends of his hair, and he looked dejected: "Ci Ci, I'm here to apologize."

Hearing this, she shook her head slightly.

"Pei Yanchuan, you didn't make me angry."

In fact, after listening to what the driver said during the day, Yang Cici also thought about it herself.

It was indeed too hasty for her to break up.

If Pei Yanchuan is really like this, it won't be too late to break up then.

Feeling the cold air outside, she moved sideways to make room, "Come in first."

Pei Yanchuan didn't make a move. He tentatively grabbed her hand, pursed his lips and whispered, "Ci Ci, are we not breaking up?"

Yang Cici nodded: "We haven't broken up yet."

Her choice of words was extremely precise.

After all, now that this has happened, Yang Cici can no longer be sure whether Pei Yanchuan can meet her standards.

How could Pei Yanchuan not understand what the girl meant?

His brows furrowed slightly, his fingertips clenched, his red eyes narrowed, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth.

He took a step forward silently and closed the door.

With a "click", the only sound left in the closed and narrow corridor was their breathing. The man's tall body almost blocked the light at the door.

Yang Cici didn't notice the strange atmosphere at all. Her eyes were shining and she was about to take the cake from his hand.

Pei Yanchuan suddenly raised his hand and prevented her from getting it.

Yang Cici:?

She looked up in confusion, but only saw the man's tight mouth.

The other person suddenly took off his glasses and put them aside, then slowly lowered his head.

In the night, the man's deep eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, and the strong masculine scent was mixed with the fragrance of shower gel.

He spoke softly, his hoarse, low voice ringing in his ears, as if he had just crawled out of the water, carrying with him a sticky, cold breath.

"Baby, can I hold you?"

Yang Cici glanced at the thin clothes on the other person.

The temperature difference here is huge, and it gets very cold at night, so Pei Yanchuan actually came wearing a short-sleeved shirt.

"Can."

As she spoke, she reached out her hand, hugged the man's neck, and gently smelled his scent.

The daytime perfume had faded, replaced by the sweet scent of shower gel.

——The same smell as her.

Yang Cici curled her eyes and rubbed her chin against the man's shoulder unconsciously.

Thinking of what happened during the day, she tilted her head and spoke seriously.

"I'm sorry, Pei Yanchuan, I shouldn't have said those things during the day. Please don't be angry or sad, okay? I won't say that casually in the future."

Pei Yanchuan could no longer listen to anything.

In the darkness, the girl's sweet and soft voice rang in my ears, and my nostrils were filled with a sweet scent.

It was even more fragrant and soft than the cake in his hand.

He lowered his head and buried it in the girl's hair. The familiar fragrance finally relaxed Pei Yanchuan's tense body, replaced by an even hotter and stronger desire.

Smells good...

Want to kiss...

I want to lick every part.

Where Yang Cici couldn't see, a morbid satisfaction appeared in the man's eyes. He looked obsessed and intoxicated, and his breathing unconsciously became heavier.

Pei Yanchuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he tilted his head. His lips brushed lightly against the girl's neck, wanting to bite her but not daring to.

In the end, he just restrained himself and kissed Yang Cici's hair, tightening his arms little by little, as if he wanted to rub the girl into his body and never separate.

The husky voice was unnaturally soft.

"It's okay...baby, I won't blame you. I like you."

Just give him a hug like this.

Yang Cici didn't feel anything was wrong at all, on the contrary she was very happy.

She liked this kind of hug, and she also liked Pei Yanchuan hugging her like this.

Very comfortable.

She narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she suddenly felt something... against her waist.

Moreover, that thing has a strong presence...

She was stunned at first, then her eyes widened and her cheeks flushed.

It can’t be…!

My body was gently pushed away, and the man's hoarse voice, filled with apology and difficulty in enduring, sounded in my ears.

"Sorry...baby...wait a minute."

The lights at the door were dim, and Yang Cici couldn't see Pei Yanchuan's face clearly, but she could clearly feel his hot breath on her face.

She reached out tentatively and touched his arm.

So hot.

The man groaned, and beads of sweat slid from his forehead to his chin and dripped onto the back of her hand.

Hot, and with the unique smell of a man.

It smells like sandalwood, but also like the captivating fragrance of plum blossoms.

The next second, the sweat was wiped away.

The man's fingertips gently stroked her hand. His warm fingertips were rough, and Yang Cici could even feel the friction of his fingerprints on her skin. The slippery and sticky sweat beads evaporated in the rapidly rising temperature.

"Baby, let me wipe it off for you."

Yang Cici didn't say anything, but Yu Jing's words during the day echoed in her mind.

——'How far have you and Pei Yanchuan gone?'

A few seconds later, she suddenly took the cake from Pei Yanchuan's hand and placed it on the table beside her. Before the man could react, she turned off the lights at the door and in the living room.

"Ci Ci?"

Pei Yanchuan's puzzled voice came to my ears.

She ignored him, grabbed the man's wrist and put it around her waist, letting him continue to hold her.

The friction between the fabrics of the clothes made a rustling sound, which was obscure and subtle, and particularly ambiguous and charming in the night.

In the darkness, someone's breathing suddenly became heavier.

Yang Cici hugged his neck and blinked her clear amber eyes.

She leaned forward and whispered, shy and curious:

"Pei Yanchuan, should we kiss? Do you want to kiss?"

“Bang, bang, bang—”

The violent and frantic heartbeat was infinitely amplified at this moment. Pei Yanchuan, who was hit by the surprise, was stunned on the spot. It seemed that he had lost all cognition in his mind, and only had one thought left - kissing.

He wants it.

He thought.

He was going crazy thinking about it!

Pei Yanchuan suppressed his trembling fingertips, pursed his dry lips, and his dark eyes danced with fanatical flames in the night.

He swallowed hard and slowly lowered his head towards the charming fragrance, like a thirsty traveler who found a source of water but was too cautious to drink it.

But after tasting it, that cherishment will turn into endless desire and greed.

When he felt a soft touch, his body froze immediately.

Yang Cici blinked blankly, not quite understanding why Pei Yanchuan kissed so slowly.

So, she took the initiative to open her mouth and licked it tentatively.

Pei Yanchuan's whole body trembled, and the happy and comfortable pleasure almost rushed out of his head.

A sweet aroma enveloped me, like a bite of honey cake, sweet and moist.

His body was shaking uncontrollably, he was extremely excited, and there was a morbid fanaticism in his eyes.

He actually kissed...

So sweet, so fragrant...

Lust and morbidity were mixed together, and Pei Yanchuan's eyes were terribly dark.

He picked the person up, lowered his head and opened his mouth to take the initiative, coaxing him in a hoarse voice.

"Baby, hold me tight."