Chapter 11: Poor Kissing Skills

The thigh muscles that were being sat on were tight and strong, hard and a bit prickly. Only when Xu Qingwu got closer could she smell the scent of alcohol on Cen Xihuai.

Very faint, but hard to ignore.

A closer look reveals that he is somewhat different.

On weekdays, Cen Xihuai's shirt and tie are tied neatly, his clothes are ironed neatly without a wrinkle, and he stands and sits upright, not allowing anyone to offend him.

But today, he was leaning back in the leather sofa, his neatly-tied tie was nowhere to be found, his collar was slightly open revealing a small part of his chest, and his cold white skin was tinged with a light red.

Although she was looking down at him, Xu Qingwu felt as if she was falling into a turbulent whirlpool, about to sink and be swallowed.

Xu Qingwu unconsciously turned her eyes away from him.

"Are you drunk?"

"No."

"Really? I don't believe it."

"No one dares to force me to drink, just a few drinks."

The word order is correct and the structure is clear.

Cen Xihuai stared at her, his voice a little hoarse: "Madam, you can start now."

Start teaching him how to kiss.

Xu Qingwu is a new recruit, what does she know!

She grabbed the hem of her clothes, made up her mind, closed her eyes, lowered her head and pressed her lips against his, almost bumping into his tall nose.

They touched each other briefly and separated at the first touch.

Xu Qingwu pretended not to look at him: "I will do this."

Cen Xihuai pressed his lips back against the soft ones that he had pulled away from before he could feel them. They were unnaturally soft, and his mouth was dry as if all the water had been sucked out. He held her lips, trying to absorb the sweet juice to relieve the pain.

The scent of roses fermented at the tip of his nose, making Cen Xihuai's brain unable to function normally, as if an electric current was running through it and causing a short circuit, and all the set programs crashed.

He didn't like complicated relationships between men and women, was busy with work, and was so pure and unselfish that his friends once thought he had an abnormal sexual orientation.

No girlfriend, no lover, no sex partner.

No holding hands, no kissing, no sex.

This was a new experience for him, along with his wife.

Their first kiss was awkward and awkward.

"How does it feel?"

Cen Xihuai asked her, but Xu Qingwu didn't know. She seemed to have drunk some alcohol and was feeling drowsy.

"It smells of alcohol."

Cen Xihuai then remembered that he had been drinking before: "Sorry, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

“No…” Xu Qingwu’s cheeks felt slightly hot.

“Is there anything that needs improvement?”

"My teeth hurt a little from the collision."

"Sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

The "first kiss questionnaire" between the two was interrupted by the notification sound of Xu Qingwu's cell phone.

She took the opportunity to get up from him and look at her phone.

It was work news. Xu Qingwu sat in the chair for a while, and only after her wandering thoughts returned did she type a reply.

"Let me take a shower first. You can drink some wine and then take your time."

"Um."

Xu Qingwu took her pajamas to the bathroom.

Cen Xihuai ordered that the toiletries and skin care products in the old house be configured according to the brand specifications she used in Chuyue Mansion, in case she was not used to them.

The clothes were prepared by the housekeeper separately. They were lace suspender nightgowns, very soft and comfortable.

Without shampooing or conditioning her hair, Xu Qingwu came out in no time.

The bathroom door opened, revealing her black hair tied behind her head, her arms slender and long, her calves straight, and a belt casually tied around her waist. Her waist was slender and could be held in one hand, and her figure was graceful.

"Go take a shower."

The nightgown revealed too much, and Xu Qingwu felt a little embarrassed. She walked quickly to the bed, lifted the quilt, and huddled in.

Cen Xihuai went into the bathroom.

I was almost blinded by the moist and warm rose scent in the air.

The memory of those plump, juicy, and soft red lips flashed through my mind, and that dry mouth feeling came back.

He turned the shower knob to cold water.

Trying to calm this anomaly.

Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Xu Qingwu got out of bed to get her phone. The small group of three people she had blocked kept tagging her.

Because Cen Xihuai discovered that she had chosen the wrong person for marriage.

At first, Cen Yue and Xia Xiaoxiao were still concerned about her, but after seeing that she had not appeared in the group, the chat became weird.

Xia Xiaoxiao: "I feel like Qingwu baby is in trouble. Based on my years of reading blog posts, the heroine is usually being hyped up by the hero at this time."

Cen Yue: "Impossible, my uncle doesn't like women."

"Have you never read the literature about the old house on fire? The longer you suppress it, the more it explodes. It's so delicious."

"I can't bear to watch it. I become paralyzed when I put myself in my uncle's face. Can't you put yourself in your uncle's face?"

"My uncle and I are not related by blood. Besides, please don't bring real people into the second dimension. Why are you still chatting? Don't you and your husband have sex?"

"...I'm just worried about Qingwu. If they have a fight, I might be able to help."

Xu Qingwu quickly said, "Reporting to the organization, I'm unharmed. I just went to take a shower."

Xia Xiaoxiao: "Didn't Mr. Cen stir-fry you over and over again?"

What's with all that tossing and turning? They've only just reached the kissing part. Xu Qingwu sent a banging dog head emoji: "You unmarried girl, please be mindful of the consequences."

Cen Yue privately messaged her and sent her a link.

Xu Qingwu refused, not wanting to see any more dirty things.

Cen Yue advised her, "I've personally seen this one. The female-oriented one is more beautiful than the simple and crude one from last time."

Xu Qingwu didn't want to pay attention to her.

"This one started with a kiss, not like last time!"

"This male lead is really good at kissing!"

"Trust me for the last time!"

The word "kiss" was like a switch, and Xu Qingwu felt her cheeks getting hot again.

She couldn't help but click on the link.

This time, the show didn’t go straight to the point. There were even plots for the handsome men and beautiful women.

Xu Qingwu took out the headphones from her bag and put them on, then she started watching without realizing it.

Only when Cen Xihuai was almost in front of her did she see him, took off her headphones, and hurriedly hid her phone.

"What are you looking at?"

"No...I didn't see anything."

Her movements were flustered and her expression was evasive; she had a little secret.

Cen Xihuai didn't expose her. He took a book from the bedside, lifted the quilt and sat in it.

A quiet space for two.

Suddenly, sticky sounds of water and panting came from under the quilt.

Cen Xihuai paused while turning the pages of the book. Xu Qingwu, like a frightened rabbit, felt behind her and accidentally touched the Bluetooth phone. She frantically tapped the screen with her fingers to try to turn off the video.

People are bound to make mistakes when they are anxious. A cold, white, slender hand reached out and gently pressed the pause button for her.

The picture freezes on the scene where the hero and heroine kiss.

The air was deathly silent.

Xu Qingwu was powerless to explain: "I was watching a TV series."

Cen Xihuai pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and stated the facts: "Without clothes on the lower body, this level will not pass the inspection."

Xu Qingwu: "..."

"Want it?" Cen Xihuai's eyes were dark as he looked at her rosy cheeks calmly. "There's no way here. Let's do it when we get back."

"I'm not!" Xu Qingwu choked a little, "I'm learning how to kiss."

Cen Xihuai recalled the scene he had seen before, and then thought of Xu Qingwu saying that it hurt a little from hitting her teeth. Maybe she was dissatisfied with his poor kissing skills?

Cen Xihuai said frankly: "Do you mind if I study with you?"

Xu Qingwu: "Ah?"

Cen Xihuai took the Bluetooth headset, put one on himself, and gave the other to her: "After all, we are not at home, so it is better to wear headphones."

Xu Qingwu was almost petrified.

Cen Xihuai put the book back on the bedside table and looked at her: "Let's get started."