111 | (One Hundred and One) Extra 1: Crawling Over (Slightly H)

That's why sex is sex.

Some emotions are too intense and too profound to be expressed with words, so we use physical intimacy to tell you about them.

The birthday cake was blueberry flavored. She had been secretly observing for a long time but couldn't find out which flavor Su Xingmao liked, so she took it upon herself to choose the one she liked. Anyway, he didn't like sweets and couldn't finish it by himself.

The animal-based cream is dyed in varying shades of blue. It has a smooth and creamy texture, and when it glides over your skin, it leaves a thin layer of oily residue that is slippery, cannot be licked off, and has a slightly cool feel.

Half an hour ago, the person cutting the cake picked up a bit of cream with their finger and, in a moment of mischief, smeared it all over the boy's face when he wasn't looking. Seeing that handsome and serious face now covered in a milky white mess, Xie Qingyan couldn't stop laughing.

Su Xingmao frowned slightly, grabbed her mischievous hand, sighed, and let her do as she pleased.

"Don't be upset." Xie Qingyan approached him with a grin, almost subconsciously grabbing the boy's collar, pulling his head down, exhaling wisps of fragrant hot breath, her bright red tongue protruding from her mouth, the wet and hot touch quickly landing on his face, soft, like a little fish, gliding and swimming over.

The cream was scooped up by the nimble tongue.

The boy's body trembled slightly, and his gaze deepened.

Xie Qingyan smacked her lips, sucking on the cream with her tongue, savoring the taste. It was delicious, sweet and delicious.

With a bright smile, she said, "Su Xingmao, you're so sweet."

...

Su Xingmao's Adam's apple bobbed, his breathing became even heavier, and he gripped her cool wrist, saying in a flat voice, "Thank you, Qingyan."

"What are you doing?" She put on that innocent expression again, blinking her eyes as if she had no idea what the consequences of her overstepping the line were.

"What's wrong? Why are you frowning and not saying anything?" Her rosy tongue stole another bite of cream, licking her lips and making them shiny. Her hand slid down the boy's chest, poking his pectoral muscles, and then she suddenly realized, "Oh, I know, Su Xingmao, are you hard?"

My gaze drifted downwards, and a faint ring of candlelight illuminated the boy's raised trousers, highlighting their prominent outline and distinct shape.

He appears calm on the surface, but his body is reacting very strongly.

"What happened? I only licked your face." She covered her mouth, feigning surprise.

Those eyes were like a little fox's, brimming with moisture, and her eyelashes, like tiny fans, blinked alluringly: "You're so sensitive."

She peeked out again and whispered in his ear that anything was fine tonight.

To my surprise, I was rejected.

“Xie Qingyan, we can’t do this here.” He pushed her away stiffly, lowered his eyes, and issued a stern warning: “It’s too cold, you’ll catch a cold.”

It was already cool up on the mountain, and with the broken glass all around, the drafty windows, and the whistling cold wind filling the room, the temperature was even lower.

Compared to sexual desire.

He was more concerned about her health; her wrists were covered in small goosebumps.

"Damn serious!" Xie Qingyan scoffed, then shook him off, looking bored. "Do you know how annoying you are?"

Su Xingmao completely ignored his erect lower body and apologized.

He leaned down and kissed her forehead, his voice filled with tender affection as he gently comforted her: "Be good, go home obediently, and Yan Yan can have whatever she wants."

"Then all my decorating was for nothing?" Her face fell. She was so annoyed; she'd finally managed to surprise him, and she hadn't even had a chance to show him yet…

He smiled faintly, moved closer to her, and his refreshing and pleasant scent filled her nostrils.

The boy whispered in her ear.

He received my heartfelt thanks, and the cake won't go to waste.

They still have a whole night.

He reminded her.

The winter solstice is the longest night of the year.

Xie Qingyan's ears turned red instantly.

The position was forced to be relocated.

Before taking off his clothes, Xie Qingyan refused to open his down jacket, making him turn his back awkwardly and say to wait a moment.

Su Xingmao waited quietly. He was always patient, eating slowly and methodically, and doing things step by step, taking things slowly and steadily.

A moment later, the sound of clothes falling to the ground was heard, and a girl's trembling voice came from behind: "Okay...you...turn around."

As the stars turned their backs, Xie Jinyu was not at home tonight. They were in her room, where the starlight lamp was still shining brightly. The flowing Milky Way spilled over the ceiling and fell on her beautiful and graceful body. She was not completely naked, but she was even more alluring than when she was naked.

Wearing a black cat-themed lingerie outfit, the revealing three-piece set had a thin rope around her neck, causing her small, delicate breasts to droop heavily. The two cat-paw-shaped nipple covers could barely cover her pink areolas, leaving the rest of her snow-white breasts exposed to the air.

If you make even slightly larger movements, the two breasts will sway involuntarily from side to side.

Her lower body was open-crotch, completely exposing her wet pink vulva. A black and pink cat tail hung from the back of her panties, along with a large black ribbon bow tied behind her.

It was so vulgar it was eye-catching, yet also stunningly beautiful, unforgettable at first glance.

Compared to surprise, Su Xingmao was genuinely astonished, and he watched her without showing any emotion.

His indifferent gaze swept over her, scrutinizing her from head to toe.

It's like a gentle slap on the nipple, causing a burning, itchy sensation.

He was looking at me...

My body feels weak and numb, I can't take it anymore.

Xie Qingyan was lying on the blanket, her face covered with cat earmuffs.

At first glance, it really looks like a cat taking a lazy nap, glancing over here every now and then, alluring without realizing it.

Even this outfit, which could be described as erotic, strangely didn't appeal to Xie Qingyan.

Perhaps it was because she had a pair of wild, untamed blue eyes.

Her brow bone is slightly sunken and deep, and she likes to curl her lips with a disdainful smile.

Such a perfectly proportioned exotic bone structure, coupled with an unruly, raised gaze, always seems to convey a sense of disdain.

That's just right; it diluted the soft, feminine qualities she possessed.

Aside from the subtle, natural allure in her eyes and brows, she possesses an unyielding stubbornness, truly resembling a pampered and picky Persian cat.

Everyone looks at me as if I'm provoking them, as if I'm arrogantly saying, "You can't tame me, and you can't have me."

Xie Qingyan dared not move, for if she did, her lower body would be completely exposed to the boy.

Wearing this outfit had almost exhausted all of Xie Qingyan's courage; any further seductive actions would require some more preparation.

But... just being stared at by his cold eyes made her body start to heat up, and her little hole was already wet.

The boy sat upright and relaxed in his chair, legs crossed, and said in a commanding tone, "Come here."

Xie Qingyan dawdled, just about to get up.

"Good little kitten." The indifferent voice was cruel, shattering her fantasy of walking upright.

"You have to climb over here."