091 | (Ninety) A Mint-Colored Dream

A terrible night.

Xie Qingyan forgot how she fell asleep, but in that dreamlike state, she felt as if she had become a water-filled balloon, and wherever she swayed, the water swelled up.

When she groggily woke up, she was being held in a pair of arms, the arms wrapped around her lower abdomen, and the boy's jaw resting against her neck. He was fast asleep, his arms tightly wrapped around her from behind.

The fever had subsided, but Su Xingmao's body temperature was still very high. In the autumn day, it was like a warm, thick cotton blanket covering her, making her feel warm and comfortable.

Xie Qingyan looked back at him. Perhaps because he was preoccupied with longing and sorrow, Su Xingmao's eyebrows were often furrowed, with two small knots on them, which never calmed down even when he slept.

Xie Qingyan had a sudden thought and wanted to raise her hand to smooth it out.

Her hand hovered in the air for a long time without falling, and she saw the boy's eyes moving under his thin eyelids.

Xie Qingyan suddenly felt a strong sense of curiosity. Was Su Xingmao dreaming? What was he dreaming about?

If only I could visit his dreams.

…

Today is probably a gloomy sunny day, with sunshine and dark clouds. The sunlight is not clear, but it shines through the sky-blue gauze window, creating a halo of light that floats and shimmers, like a pool of green water seeping through and filling the entire room.

She had a strange, almost imperceptible thought: what if his dreams had a taste?

Will it be mint flavored?

…

Xie Qingyan sat up and realized that her stomach was still swollen. That wretched thing had actually managed to block her in the middle of the night while she was asleep.

She had just been a little soft-hearted... wanting to see his dream.

She slapped him across the face.

Su Xingmao is a light sleeper; any sudden movement from her will wake him up.

He opened his eyelids, bewildered, and was struck by a slap, only to be met with an angry-looking girl.

Seeing that he was awake, Xie Qingyan, with a stern face, quickly pushed him away, saying, "Get out of here!"

As Su Xing woke up, his vision was not clear. As he regained his senses, the thing buried inside her body also awakened. It gradually rose, and after its slightly raised tip became engorged with blood, it rammed into the depths of the passage, filling the vaginal muscles at an extremely fast speed.

The mixed fluids were squeezed by the genitals and trickled out in strands along the gap between the penis and the vaginal opening.

The sheets are stained.

"Su Xing Mao!" Xie Qingyan couldn't stand the boy's arousal so early in the morning.

She went too far last night, experiencing multiple orgasms, losing count of how many times she came. Her body was still sore and weak, and she hadn't recovered yet.

As soon as she called his name, Su Xingmao immediately withdrew from her body, and the water that had been locked up all night flowed out, some of it hers and some of his.

The liquefied semen and diluted urine were mixed together, creating a mess.

Xie Qingyan was completely bewildered, but fortunately Su Xingmao still had some humanity and was able to control his lust. Ignoring his erect penis pointing directly at her, he got off the bed, picked her up, and carried her to the bathroom, where he meticulously washed Xie Qingyan from head to toe.

After she came out, I even used a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Xie Qingyan didn't want to make things difficult for himself regarding Su Xingmao's actions; he simply closed his eyes and comfortably enjoyed the situation.

...

Holidays are wonderful, if only there weren't another pair of eyes watching her intently.

Xie Qingyan was extremely annoyed. Indulging in pleasure was one thing, but facing a living, breathing person who was constantly hovering in front of her, silently and clearly asking her "what is our relationship"... was another matter entirely.

A relationship with unclear boundaries, two ambiguous individuals, a tangled mess at every turn.

Fortunately, Su Xingmao hadn't asked the question yet, giving Xie Qingyan a little breathing room.

The first day of the National Day holiday.

Xie Qingyan stayed in Su Xingmao's room, monopolizing his computer and downloading game after game from his impoverished homepage.

She looked left and right, staring at the blue sky, green grass, and white clouds background that primitive people used, and cursed inwardly for being so old-fashioned that they couldn't even change the wallpaper.

With a flick of her wrist, she immediately changed the background to a more pleasing cartoon image. In just a few hours, her computer, now filled with all sorts of study files and test questions, had become her private domain, with countless games taking up half the screen.

She had put all the past exam papers for each subject into one folder.

Xie Qingyan played games all day out of sheer boredom.

Strangely, the games I used to enjoy endlessly were now completely uninteresting to me.

Out of the corner of his eye, he would occasionally glance towards the window.

A tall shadow stood on the windowsill; Su Xingmao was doing his homework.

Hmm... During this wonderful holiday, he should be out enjoying the wind, but he was so bored that he started doing his homework.

It's pointless.

Xie Qingyan tossed the mouse aside, feeling extremely bored, and began to look around his room.

Yesterday, they suddenly ended up in bed together. Xie Qingyan remained curious about the cabinet where Su Xingmao hid things.

She stepped forward, opened the cabinet, and her gaze fell on the painting that had been taped back together.

She picked it up; the crumpled paper felt especially rough in her hands.

The drawing is very simple, done in a sketch style, with rough lines, depicting only a few figures, but you can roughly make out the outline of a boy.

Xie Qingyan's cheeks inexplicably felt hot.

My casual drawing was collected by someone...

A gust of wind suddenly blew in through the window that wasn't closed properly. The paper in Xie Qingyan's hand was lifted a few times, but she lost her grip and it floated to the ground.

Xie Qingyan bent down to pick it up and discovered a line of small characters written on the back.

Is waiting my punishment?