Chapter 155 Let's go somewhere else?

Baby.

Baby……

Baby? !

Shi Miao blinked rapidly, her breath caught in her throat, and she almost stammered, "Why... why are you calling me that?"

They are clearly similar overlapping syllables.

He called out "Meow Meow" and "Miao Miao".

But this title is even more different. As it flows over his lips and teeth, it seems to be imbued with Jiang Yingxu's unique, cool aura, lingering over his burning earlobe.

"Don't you like it?" Jiang Yingxu asked.

A pair of deep, dark eyes stared intently at her, not missing a single emotion on her face.

"..."

Shi Miao only thought of the rag doll that had mocked her a long time ago, nestled in its owner's arms and affectionately called "baby".

I recalled those video calls for help. On the other end of the screen, the girls would all raise their voices and call their cats "baby" and "darling" in unison.

The cat just felt nauseous at the time.

But now, Jiang Yingxu is speaking to her in such a gentle and slow voice.

My ears started to feel hot, and my lower back felt a little weak.

It's like they've entered their heat cycle.

I felt a restless energy surging through my body, like something was running wild.

It turns out she did dislike such overly affectionate terms of address.

She just... she just liked Jiang Yingxu calling her that.

Shi Miao looked at him with bright eyes, her curled fingertips clutching the thin fabric of his chest, and whispered her request: "Say it again."

The ending sound was soft and weak.

Jiang Yingxu let out a soft laugh, his dark pupils like arrows aimed at a bullseye, deep and intense, filled with undisguised love as he stared intently at her.

He moved slightly closer.

His breath brushed against her burning ear tips.

Speak to coax the cat.

"Baby."

"Meow baby".

"My beloved Shi Miao baby."

Humans are often shy about expressing love, let alone Jiang Yingxu, who grew up alone; silence and indifference are almost ingrained in his bones.

But what he liked was the straightforward and passionate Cat King.

So I learned to speak, to express myself, and to say I love you.

I learned how to tell her.

Jiang Yingxu lowered his voice and spoke again, but the cat couldn't take it anymore.

Stop talking, stop talking.

The stray kitten had never been so sweet-talked before.

This Jiang Yingxu, once he starts talking, he just bombards us with such sweet, sugar-coated bullets.

A faint blush rose on her fair face. Her fingers, gripping his collar, tightened slightly as she pulled him down while simultaneously standing on tiptoe, recklessly and disregarding everything, as she thrust herself forward.

The moment their lips touched.

Jiang Yingxu's Adam's apple bobbed rapidly as he used all his restraint to swallow his impatience, lest he draw the food too roughly.

It looks like a puppy undergoing endurance training.

Listen intently, with your ears perked up.

Even though my whole body was filled with anxiety and longing, I remained docile and calm, holding my breath and concentrating, waiting for that click of the pardon.

—Clap.

—He got what he was waiting for.

The moment the tongue touched his tongue, Jiang Yingxu's pupils contracted, and almost all the muscles in his body tensed up. Even the blood in his veins seemed to surge and rush through his body, carrying a blissful sense of relief.

So the kiss seemed so urgent, like a sudden storm.

Shi Miao's tongue went numb from his kiss.

Behind him was a solid, cold door panel, and in front of him was a hot, hard chest. The torment of being torn between ice and fire made his legs feel weak.

No, that's not right, is it?

It shouldn't be like last time, with a gentle, lingering peck first.

Then exert more force, delve deeper, and entangle further.

Why is it like this right from the start today...?

My chest heaved as I tried to breathe in more fresh air, but the surrounding heat made it impossible to inhale as much oxygen as I exhaled and swallowed. My head felt a little dizzy from lack of oxygen.

Shi Miao felt like a piece of overcooked rice cake, sliding down uncontrollably.

Jiang Yingxu arched his back and chased after him.

Perhaps the bent-over position wasn't satisfying enough for him, so he wrapped his arms around her waist and, with astonishing strength, lifted her up a little.

His knee squeezed between her thighs and slammed firmly against the door with a bang.

"hand."

His thin lips parted slightly, and he reminded her in a hoarse voice, "Hang it up."

Shi Miao was dizzy and disoriented, but obediently raised her arms and wrapped them around his neck.

The action of raising one's hand causes the head to tilt back.

Her lips were ground and turned to a slightly deeper red, slightly parted, with faint teeth marks still visible on her small cupid's bow, like the most plump and juicy fruit being sucked and bitten off.

She tilted her head back, as if inviting a kiss, and brought her lips directly to his eyes.

Jiang Yingxu's breath was hot, and he lowered his long eyelashes to kiss him again.

The kisses during the honeymoon phase seem endless.

I don't know how long they kissed.

Shi Miao felt as if she were surrounded by Jiang Yingxu's intense heat, all her moisture being stolen away, and she was about to be roasted into a kitten specimen.

The houses in older neighborhoods are not well soundproofed.

People leaving get off work clatter down the stairs, their keys rattling as they pass by the door.

The sound was so close that it seemed as if the door itself was not an obstacle at all.

Shi Miao could hear their heavy breathing all around her ears, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her hot back. She felt that their breathing was loud enough for people outside to hear and discover what they were doing.

Even cats outside need to find a place where no one will disturb them when they mate.

The fingers that had been hovering in mid-air retracted slightly, resting against Jiang Yingxu's strong shoulders and back, as if trying to remind him, before slowly and weakly sliding down his shoulders.

First, it gently rubbed against my taut upper arm like a kitten scratching at me.

It then slid down to the fabric, which rolled up slightly to reveal the pale, cold skin of the forearm.

The wrist bone protrudes slightly.

The veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

After groping around haphazardly for a while, he only made his lips move more urgently and fiercely.

"..."

Shi Miao really needed oxygen.

The pushing and shoving motions were as soft as cotton, and Jiang Yingxu's kiss paused for a second, seemingly touching something he hadn't even noticed.

She immediately seized the opportunity, tilting her head slightly, breathing rapidly, and instinctively tightening her fingers that were still groping around, touching something warm and round from her body temperature.

"……What?"

Jiang Yingxu slightly propped himself up, and amidst her bewildered and confused voice, he bent his finger and rubbed away the glistening substance from the edge of her lips.

"Medals."

His voice was so hoarse that he swallowed twice in vain before he could continue explaining in a steady voice.

"A medal that all members of the training team who passed the selection competition received."

Take it out of your pocket.

It's round and golden, somewhat like the gold medal from the finals of the physics competition.

The only difference is the logo engraved on it; it has changed to the National Training Team for the xth International Physics Olympiad.

Shi Miao held the medal and looked at it repeatedly. Her fair face was still flushed with a beautiful blush, and her lowered eyelashes made her look exceptionally well-behaved.

She stroked the patterns on the medal, then looked up at Jiang Yingxu, her lips moving as if she wanted to say a few words of praise.

“Jiang Yingxu…”

The name had barely left the tip of my tongue.

It felt as if my vision suddenly darkened, and the faint light was completely blocked.

While Shi Miao was looking at the medals, Jiang Yingxu also lowered his gaze and stared at her for a long time.

He leaned in again, his thin lips still burning from the heat, and kissed her half-wet eyelashes.

A devotion that goes without saying.

"Baby."

"All my glory belongs to you."

His thin lips brushed against the corner of her eye, then down to the tip of her nose, carrying deep affection and love, before kissing Shi Miao's lips once more.

Shi Miao unconsciously clenched the medal in her palm and was drawn into a new round of deep kisses.

The sound of footsteps outside the door, accompanied by the laughter and playful shouts of children from upstairs, finally brought her back to the point in her dazed state.

Can't be here...

Even after a rest, my fingers were still soft and pink, completely lacking strength.

It could only be moved slightly.

Very small movements.

But Jiang Yingxu had already passed through the period of greatest greed and demand, and now all his attention was on her, carefully discerning the feelings and desires represented by her every subtle movement. How could he possibly overlook her?

Moreover, his other hand was always pressed on Shi Miao's lower back, his palm burning hot. Through her thin summer clothes, he could feel her body tighten slightly when someone passed by outside the door.

Like a stray cat that isn't friendly and is taking a nap outside, it opens its eyes warily and raises its paws when it sees someone passing by, ready to run away at any moment.

Jiang Yingxu propped himself up.

The overwhelming shadow receded slightly.

He closed his long fingers, half-pinching and half-rubbing them against Shi Miao's chin, his fingertips brushing against her cheek, tracing the soft curve of her face.

He wasn't particularly strong, but he possessed a restrained sense of control.

He asked, "Let's go somewhere else?"