The ointment in Xia Xi's hand fell somewhere, and there was a "pop" sound. The taut string in Xu Yanfeng's body broke. He raised his hand that was supporting himself on the sofa and rubbed her waist. He felt the soft cotton T-shirt, and underneath was an even softer slender waist.

He was distracted for only a second before turning from defense to offense. She only looked powerful, but in fact she was vulnerable. She was defeated before she could do anything, and an unbearable moan escaped from her mouth, almost like a tone of begging for mercy.

Gradually, Xia Xi could no longer hold on. His straight back bent, his soft waist collapsed, and the entire weight of his body fell, and he fell heavily on Xu Yanfeng's chest.

He accepted it completely without any resistance, his body falling back with the force, his neck resting on the armrest of the sofa, which was cushioned by the towel he had thrown away earlier to wipe his hair. It felt softer than real leather.

Xia Xi was as soft as water, lying on him without any bones. She no longer needed to support her body. She relaxed and enjoyed the kiss, her hands roaming around on his chest, arms, waist and abdomen.

Xu Yanfeng's breathing became increasingly disordered and heavy, with a layer of sweat breaking out on his back. It seemed that the shower and the medicine he had taken were in vain.

He kissed Xia Xi, unwilling to withdraw, and grabbed her restless hand to stop her from touching him. She probably didn't know that she wasn't just touching him, she was setting him on fire.

Xia Xi has never been a docile and obedient person. She has a rebellious nature. The more he forbids her to do something, the more excited she becomes. She twists her wrist, breaks free from his grasp, and presses it on the waistband of his trousers.

Xu Yanfeng's whole body stiffened, the fire in his body burned even more fiercely, and his eyes turned bloodshot.

At a certain moment, Xia Xi seemed to feel something, and all his movements froze, even his breathing stagnated, as if his acupoints were pressed. However, his brain, on the contrary, was unusually active, as if someone was roaring impatiently.

How could he...he...react?! Such a strong reaction!

The kiss stopped. Xia Xi placed her hands on Xu Yanfeng's chest and raised her face, a look of surprise written all over it. Her eyes widened, her breathing became heavy, and she was speechless for a long time. If it weren't for the redness at the corners of her eyes and the slight swelling of her lips, her expression would have been as if she had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

After a long moment, Xia Xi's shocked and broken voice echoed in the silent room: "You...you don't have a hidden illness?"

Xu Yanfeng pinched her slender waist with both hands, lifted her up from his body, and threw her to the ground without any mercy. He sat up and bent one leg to avoid exposing a certain part of his body too clearly.

"When did I ever admit that I did?" His expression was indifferent. He was still immersed in the gentleness of the previous second, not knowing what time it was. His expression changed in the blink of an eye. "Isn't it all your conjecture?"

Xia Xi sat on the clean floor with her knees hugged, looking up at him, recalling what happened on the golf course that day. It was indeed she who first said that he had a hidden illness, and he kept emphasizing that he was in good health and had no problems. She was stubborn and thought that it was his male pride that was at work, and he was unwilling to admit his physical weaknesses in front of the person he liked, even though she said she would not dislike him.

What did she do afterwards?

In order to help him "cure his illness", he was stimulated frequently.

Thinking of this, Xia Xi closed his eyes in despair, but as if it was not enough, he covered his eyes with both hands.

Xu Yanfeng couldn't understand her expression and asked sincerely, "There's nothing wrong with my body. Shouldn't you be thankful? Why do you look like that?"

Xia Xi didn't want to talk.

Xu Yanfeng also felt that his current state was not suitable for chatting, so he didn't ask any further questions and got up to go to the bathroom.

Hearing the footsteps approaching and getting farther away, Xia Xi took her hand away from covering her eyes and looked at his back. Suppressing her shame and anger, she asked him, "Where are you going?"

Xu Yanfeng paused slightly, his voice tense: "Take a shower."

Xia Xi subconsciously tried to stop him: "If you take a shower right after applying the ointment, won't it be ineffective?"

Xu Yanfeng had his back to her. She couldn't see his expression, but she could hear his voice, which was a little deeper than before: "Or?"

Xia Xi suddenly remembered something and covered her eyes again. The skin on her cheek, where her palm touched, felt hot, as if it were being roasted by fire. You know, she wasn't someone who blushed easily.

The bathroom door opened with a soft click, and a moment later, there was the sound of running water.

*

Xia Xi spent the next two days in regret.

Her roommate noticed that she was in a bad mood and thought that there was something wrong with her relationship with Xu Yanfeng. She asked with concern: "You and Xu Yanfeng didn't have a fight, did you?"

"No." Xia Xi pulled back her thoughts, her gaze fixed on the three worried faces, and smiled. "Why do you ask that?"

"You don't seem to be in a good mood."

Xia Xi covered her face. Was she being very obvious?

She sighed irritably, "It was either a fight or... I made a stupid mistake. Every time I think about it, I regret it so much that I want to beat myself to death. Why did my brain go crazy at that time?"

Everyone can relate to the situation she described.

"I understand. When I can't sleep at night, I think about the embarrassing things I did in the past, which makes my scalp tingle and my toes curl, making it even harder to sleep."

Xia Xi felt like he had found a kindred spirit: "Yes, yes, that's it!"

"There's no better solution. Why don't you try to find something else to do to distract yourself."

Xia Xi sighed again and slumped over the table. Her phone rang a few times above her head. She picked it up, resting her head on her arm, and held it horizontally in front of her. In the three-person group, Zhou Du sent a message, and Liang Yuan responded shortly thereafter.

Zhou Du: "When are you going to take your boyfriend out for a walk? @Xia Xi"

Liang Yuan: "Agreed!"

Liang Yuan: "I've heard of Xu Yanfeng's name for a long time, but I've never dealt with him. He must be met and inspected by us, his family."

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