Chapter 40 Is this your first kiss?

In an instant, all was silent, as if the world had suddenly shrunk to just the two of them.

As if a tiny electric current surged through her body, Wen Zhi's fingertips went numb. She stared blankly at the screen, her pupils reflecting Song Juelan's magnified face, letting those soft lips press against hers.

His mind went blank, and he leaned stiffly against the hot body behind him, unable to regain control of his body, like a sheep being manipulated.

A strange and soft touch came to my lips, and my nose was filled with the other person's breath. This feeling was somewhat wonderful, but not unpleasant.

Wen Zhi's stiff body gradually relaxed as she felt this kiss she had never experienced before. Her long eyelashes lifted slightly as she curiously observed Song Juelan, who was so close to her.

He saw that the other person's thick, dark eyelashes were slightly lowered, and they were gazing into his eyes with a serious and focused look, as if confirming his reaction, with a barely perceptible tension hidden in their eyes.

Those thin lips lightly pecked at his lips without any particular pattern, carefully kissing everything from his round, full cupid's bow to his slightly pursed lips, bringing a slight ticklish sensation.

Wen Zhi gradually sensed that something was wrong, and blinked her watery eyes blankly.

Although it was his first time kissing, it didn't seem like this was how kissing was supposed to be done, did it?

After kissing his lips several times, Song Juelan reluctantly raised her head slightly, separating herself from him by one centimeter.

They barely touched their lips a few times, yet both of them were slightly out of breath, their rapid breathing creating an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Song Juelan stared intently into his misty eyes, her voice low and hoarse: "I'm sorry."

Although they didn't explicitly say what they were apologizing for, they both knew it was because of that rash and impulsive kiss earlier.

Wen Zhi pursed her lips, which were moist from being kissed, and lowered her head, staring at the ripples spreading across the water: "...It's nothing."

He didn't push Song Juelan away just now, so it can't be considered Song Juelan's problem alone.

Remembering how she had just leaned against Song Juelan's chest and let him kiss her repeatedly, Wen Zhi's cheeks belatedly began to burn.

To distract himself, he turned around, feigning composure, and his probing gaze fell on Song Juelan's face. He brought up the matter he had been curious about earlier: "Was this your first kiss?"

A blush crept onto Song Juelan's ears, and she nodded obediently.

Wen Zhi couldn't help but chuckle as she recalled the awkward and clumsy kiss from earlier, her thick eyelashes curving slightly: "I see."

A hint of confusion surfaced in Song Juelan's clear, dark eyes, and he asked somewhat uneasily, "Did I do something wrong?"

Wen Zhi's experience in this area was about the same as Song Juelan's; she couldn't pinpoint what was wrong, but she knew there was definitely something wrong with that kiss just now.

They weren't even kissing as passionately as the couples outside his school dormitory.

On second thought, Song Juelan is still young and probably has never seen anyone kiss before, so it's normal that she doesn't understand anything.

Not wanting to discourage Song Juelan, he comforted her, saying, "You've done very well."

Actually, he quite liked Song Juelan's kiss; it had a refreshing and clean scent, yet wasn't overly deep or possessive, making him feel very comfortable.

Song Juelan pursed his thin lips tightly.

He knew that Wen Zhi was definitely not a first-time kisser; she had at least kissed her ex-husband before, which was why he discovered it was his first kiss.

Compared to him, who had no experience, her ex-husband was definitely much better at it.

A bitter feeling and resentment welled up in his heart. Song Juelan's eyes darkened, his deep gaze fixed on Wen Zhi. He put his large hand around Wen Zhi's waist and whispered, "I want to try again."

Wen Zhi looked up at him blankly, then nodded a beat late, her voice soft and gentle: "Oh, okay..."

Before Wen Zhi could finish speaking, Song Juelan lowered his head and covered her soft, rosy lips with his own.

He had no experience with kissing and acted entirely on instinct. The moment his lips touched Wen Zhi's, his breathing suddenly became heavy.

Wen Zhi must have taken a shower before coming out tonight, as she exuded a stronger fragrance than usual. He felt a surge of heat within him, and an urge to swallow Wen Zhi whole.

Thinking this, Song Juelan tentatively stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked those soft, full lips.

The person in his arms trembled slightly, as if startled by his movement, but did not pull away.

His eyes darkened, no longer satisfied with just using his lips to feel the other person, he began to trace the perfect shape of those lips with the tip of his tongue, carefully tasting those two lips.

Wen Zhi felt as if she were being licked by a puppy, her lips covered in saliva and tinged with Song Juelan's scent.

Did this person mistake his lips for candy?

However, he still couldn't control his lower back from going weak, and he let out two faint hums through his nose, his weight resting entirely on Song Juelan's strong arms.

After an unknown amount of time, their lips slowly parted, but remained close enough to touch again with a simple tilt of their heads.

"How about this?" Song Juelan's gaze lingered on Wen Zhi's glistening, rosy lips as he asked in a low voice.

Although the kisses were still a mess, it has to be said that Song Juelan is quite gifted in this area.

Wen Zhi awkwardly looked away and vaguely commented, "Hmm...it's alright."

He raised his hand and nudged Song Juelan's hard chest with his fingertips: "It's getting late, I have to go back."

Song Juelan's taut arms still held his waist, the force not strong, but enough to immobilize him.

Those dark eyes stared at him intently, and she asked reluctantly, "Can't you stay a little longer?"

Wen Zhi couldn't stand that look and insisted, looking away, "I'm worried about Xiao Tang being home alone."

The arms around his waist loosened, and he was finally able to move around in the water.

Wen Zhi walked towards the shore, raised her hand to support herself on the paving stones by the pool, and tried to use it to get up, but found that her clothes were too heavy after being soaked in water, and she could not get up easily at all.

Suddenly, a hot arm reached out from behind, encircled his waist, and with a slight exertion of its taut muscles, easily lifted him onto the shore.

Then, Song Juelan casually braced himself on the shore and nimbly leaped ashore.

Wen Zhi sat on the shore watching this scene and felt that she would become clumsy in the water, while this person was more agile in the water.

I must never easily get involved with Song Juelan again.

They went to the changing room to change their wet clothes and then left the swimming pool.

The streets outside were quieter than when they arrived, and a bright moon hung in the night sky, its light gently falling on the two people walking side by side.

The cool night breeze cleared Wen Zhi's mind considerably. Recalling what had happened at the swimming pool, her fingertips curled slightly.

Was that his response to Song Juelan?

But Song Juelan didn't mention that matter just now; she just kissed him a few times.

Wen Zhi was like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, deceiving himself into thinking that if Song Juelan came to him for an explanation, he would confess everything to Song Juelan.

If Song Juelan doesn't bring it up, let's just take it one step at a time.

Each with their own thoughts, they walked home in silence.

Before entering, Wen Zhi held onto the door frame and turned back to tell Song Juelan to go back and rest early.

Song Juelan responded with an "okay," his gaze seemingly drifting down a few inches to his still slightly moist lips, and he whispered, "Goodnight."

Wen Zhi felt that wherever that gaze swept over, it gradually burned.

He finally understood what it meant when someone stared at his mouth.

"Goodnight!" he blurted out quickly, then closed the door without a moment's hesitation.

After taking another shower and lying in bed, Wen Zhi touched her cheek with the back of her hand and felt that it was still a bit hot.

He calmly lay down in bed, then calmly pulled the blanket over his head, and hugged the soft blanket, silently rolling around on the bed a few times.

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The chaos at the swimming pool continued for several days after the competition.

During that time, Song Juelan had no chance to meet Wen Zhi, so he could only go to Wen Zhi's house at night to find her and take Xiao Tang for a walk in the neighborhood.

With Xiaotang present, the two of them at most held hands, without crossing any boundaries.

As time went on, Wen Zhi began to doubt whether what happened at the swimming pool that night was just a dream.

Another week passed, and the hype surrounding the video of Song Juelan being secretly filmed finally died down a bit. Zhu Zhenghao then increased security at the swimming pool, which finally resolved the chaos.

On the day classes resumed normally, Wen Zhi was still a little unaccustomed to it and almost overslept during her afternoon nap.

So, just like the first time we went to class, I took Xiaotang's hand, who had already changed into her swim trunks, and we hurriedly rushed to the swimming pool.

As usual, Song Juelan waited for them by the pool closest to the entrance.

Wen Zhi walked quickly over there, briefly meeting that deep gaze, and handed Xiao Tang to the other person: "Jue Lan, thank you for your help today too."

"No trouble at all." Song Juelan gave him a deep look before taking Xiao Tang to class.

On the other side, Zhu Zhenghao saw Wen Zhi, who hadn't been to the swimming pool for a long time, and came over to greet her warmly.

"It's so good that Xiao Tang can finally come back to class." He sighed as he watched Xiao Tang jump into the water like a happy little duck.

Wen Zhi also looked in that direction, but her gaze fell on another tall and upright figure. She chimed in, "Yes, Xiao Tang has been talking about it at home, saying that she really wants to continue learning to swim with Jue Lan."

Zhu Zhenghao suddenly changed the subject, asking with a smile, "Mr. Wen seems to have a very good relationship with Brother Song?"

Wen Zhi's smile froze slightly, her heart skipped a beat, and she thought Zhu Zhenghao had figured something out.

Could it be that Zhu Zhenghao found out about what happened that night?

"...It's alright." He quickly lowered his eyes, trying to sound as calm and natural as possible.

Zhu Zhenghao remembered that Song Juelan had said he wanted to get along better with Wen Zhi, so he smiled and spoke up for her, saying, "I think Brother Song is quite compatible with you and Xiao Tang. Few people can get along with Brother Song, but Xiao Tang likes him very much."

Hearing this, Wen Zhi finally relaxed and smiled, "I think so too."

After class, Xiaotang, barefoot, ran up to Wenzhi, lay on Wenzhi's lap, and looked up at her with her little face: "Zhizhi, I want to go play there for a while!"

He hadn't been to the swimming pool for a while, and seeing his friends in the shallow end made him eager to join them. After getting Wen Zhi's permission, he immediately skipped and hopped over.

Wen Zhi lowered her head and put the bath towel she had just taken out back, but suddenly felt the light dim and she was enveloped by a tall shadow.

Looking up, he saw Song Juelan, covered in sweat, standing in front of the bench, staring at him silently.

Zhu Zhenghao, who was standing to the side, hadn't left yet. Wen Zhi felt inexplicably guilty under Song Juelan's undisguised gaze and politely asked, "Juelan, is there something you need?"

Song Juelan's expression remained normal, like a coach casually chatting with a student's parent. His tone was flat: "You left something in my lounge earlier, and I only remembered it today. Do you have time to come and get it?"

A look of confusion crossed Wen Zhi's face.

He had indeed been to Song Juelan's lounge a few times, but he didn't remember leaving anything behind, otherwise he wouldn't have kept putting it off.

Zhu Zhenghao, who was standing next to him, was also a little surprised when he heard this, and asked enthusiastically, "What did you forget? Shall I go and get it for you?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was inexplicably given a blank glance by Song Juelan.

"I'll go get it, it might be a towel or something." Wen Zhi stood up thoughtfully, having no recollection of the matter.

Zhu Zhenghao replied, "Okay, then I'll keep an eye on Xiaotang for you."

Wen Zhi followed behind Song Juelan as he turned and left, still wondering what she had forgotten.

He remembered that he had been to Song Juelan's lounge three times. The first time was when he took a nap there, the second time was when he took shelter from the rain during a downpour, and the third time was when he was rushing to finish his homework.

Perhaps it was during that time when you were sheltering from the rain, that you took out a towel to dry off in the lounge and forgot about it?

Lost in thought, I unknowingly arrived at the door of the lounge.

Wen Zhi followed Song Juelan inside, looking around: "What is that...?"

A large, bony hand gripped his waist and pulled him behind the door. The door slammed shut, and his back pressed against the hard, cold door panel.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching breath approached, and two thin lips pressed down domineeringly, sealing his lips before he could speak.

Wen Zhi's eyes widened slightly, still in shock of being deceived.

Then, I felt my lips being pecked several times by something sticky and warm.

Wen Zhi felt a little itchy, and then suddenly felt like laughing.

Song Juelan tricked him into coming here just to show off his clumsy kissing skills?

The next second, his long eyelashes trembled violently.

After kissing his lips all over, a hot tongue forcefully pushed open his lips and entered his mouth.

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Author's Note: After being ridiculed by his wife, Xiao Song watched hundreds of videos overnight to learn how to French kiss.

We need to explore the romance a few more chapters before we get to the plot summary.

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