Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Kiss

Mingxi Villa is nestled in the mountains. As we drove halfway up the mountain, the temperature began to cool. With the air conditioning off and the windows open, the fresh air of the forest washed over us.

Song Jianan fell asleep unconsciously while the car was swaying, and woke up just in time when he got off.

As soon as he got off the car, the cold air gave his exposed arms goose bumps, and he rubbed his arms.

A thin coat was draped over his shoulders. Song Yuqiao took one of his hands and put it into his sleeve.

He took a step back and put on the other half of his sleeve. "Thank you, brother."

Summer is scorching, and once you're outside the air conditioning, you don't feel like doing anything. But it's different in the mountains. The weather is cool, and walking feels light and effortless. The scenery in the villa is tranquil, and every step brings a new view, making you feel relaxed and refreshed, and you'll have more energy to do anything.

Song Yuqiao asked someone to put the suitcase in the room.

Song Jianan was a little surprised that they even brought a suitcase, so he asked, "Aren't we going home tonight? How long will we stay?"

Song Yuqiao took his hand, and he quickened his pace and walked to the front, just avoiding the hand that Song Yuqiao extended.

Song Yuqiao paused for a moment, then strode over to him, grabbed him, and forced his five fingers into his fingers.

As if nothing had happened, he said as he walked, "We won't go back tonight. We'll go down the mountain tomorrow morning. If Jiajia likes it here, I'll bring you here to stay for a while during the summer vacation. This place is perfect for summer vacation."

Song Jianan moved his fingers, but couldn't move his hands. He didn't respond to him. He just asked because he was busy with his internship during the summer vacation and didn't want to waste time making money.

Song Yuqiao listed all the activities for the villa, offered his own suggestions, and then asked, "What does Jiajia want to do?"

Song Jianan frowned and thought over and over again in his mind before making a decision: "Let's go pick blueberries first, then go fishing. We can have grilled fish in the evening, and there will be fruit after dinner."

Song Yuqiao looked at him, said okay, and asked, "Anything else?"

Song Jianan shook his head. The others, such as equestrianism, rock climbing, shooting, swimming... were too far away from him. He almost forgot how to play them.

Song Yuqiao waved and asked the sightseeing car behind him to take them to the orchard first.

After getting on the sightseeing bus, Song Jianan supported his head with one hand and stared blankly, not particularly happy.

Song Yuqiao looked at his profile and said, "After fishing, it's almost time to start grilling the fish. After eating, let's take a break and go horseback riding before it gets dark."

"It will be even colder if we go later. There are hot springs on the mountain, which is perfect for relaxing after horseback riding. What do you think, Jiajia?"

Song Jianan hesitated, "Brother, I haven't ridden a horse for a long time."

Song Yuqiao's breathing stagnated, and his eyes, which fell on that fair face, were obscure and indescribable. After a few seconds, he said, "Brother is here, don't worry."

Song Jianan frowned. He was indeed not very interested in these sports. But after thinking about it, he felt that he couldn't stop Song Yuqiao from going just because he didn't like it. He remembered that Song Yuqiao also liked horse riding.

When the time comes, he can just watch from the side.

Arriving at the orchard, one person carried a basket and entered the blueberry planting area.

The blueberries are in good condition. At first glance, each one is round, plump and large in size. They look delicious.

Song Jianan's eyes lit up, and he picked the largest ones one by one. He wiped them as he picked them, and was about to put them in his mouth when someone grabbed his hand.

Song Yuqiao frowned and looked at him, "It's not clean because it hasn't been washed."

Song Jianan glanced at the blueberries in his hand unwillingly and said reluctantly, "I understand."

Only then did Song Yuqiao let go of his hand.

After picking blueberries, the two went to the fish pond and washed a plate of blueberries before fishing.

Song Jianan glanced to the side, his eyes rolled, and he looked around quietly. He picked up a blueberry and put it to Song Yuqiao's mouth, "Brother, this one is so big. I'll give it to you."

Song Yuqiao opened his mouth and took a bite, then stopped washing the blueberries. He looked towards Song Jianan, only to see Song Jianan lowering his head to wash the blueberries, his slightly curly chestnut hair falling down, revealing a soft white neck.

Suddenly, I was speechless. I bit the blueberry in my mouth and swallowed it whole. Fortunately, the blueberries grown in the villa were not sprayed with pesticides, so they would not kill me.

As he wished, Song Jianan had grilled fish made by himself under the guidance of the chef for dinner. After eating, he lay down on the chair. The gloom brought by Song Xifan in the afternoon was dispelled when he devoted himself to picking blueberries and fishing.

He held a glass of mango juice and drank it sip by sip, looking at the sky in the distance which was gradually turning red, feeling very happy.

Song Yuqiao said that when he was riding a horse, he didn't want to move at all, but he didn't spoil the fun and went to the horse farm together.

When changing equipment, he dawdled. When Song Yuqiao came out, he was still at the door, blinking and looking over, "Brother, why don't I just watch you ride from the side? I'm a little tired."

Song Yuqiao walked towards him and said, "Jia Jia, if you don't want to ride alone, brother will take you."

Song Jianan was already unfamiliar with the skill of riding a horse, and was inevitably timid. He just wanted to serve as a companion. After hearing what Song Yuqiao said, he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and agreed.

Song Yuqiao was riding a brown horse, looking young and strong. Song Jianan felt frightened and glanced at the person next to him.

Song Yuqiao encouraged: "Jia Jia, don't be afraid, brother is here."

Song Jianan gritted his teeth and climbed up unskillfully. Then, a strong body landed behind him, separated only by a few layers of cloth. The aura of an Alpha enveloped him.

The temperature in the mountains was relatively cool, but he felt a little hot and uncomfortable.

At this moment, a hand wearing a black leather glove reached out to his waist, one hand holding his waist and the other hand holding the reins.

"Are you seated?"

Song Yuqiao's breath was like in his ear. Unlike his body temperature, it was slightly cool, but warm. Strands of hot air penetrated into his ears.

Song Jianan was stunned for a moment.

Song Yuqiao didn't seem to really want him to answer, as if he was reminding him that the horse was about to start running.

The road suddenly became bumpy, and Song Jianan's body leaned back abruptly, sticking closer to the person behind him, and a scream came out of his mouth.

When he came to his senses, the wind blew in his face, making his hair messy and hitting his eyes. It took him a while to open his eyes.

Clouds spread out across the sky, and the rosy clouds fell all over the sky, soft, bright and vivid.

They and the horses ran towards the sunset, the wind whistling in their ears. Such happiness was enough to make people forget all their worries.

Song Jianan opened his eyes wide, his fair and smooth face emitting a faint glow, and he smiled brightly. He almost forgot that there was someone behind him, and his initial timidity and discomfort disappeared.

The speed gradually slowed down and the wind became quieter.

Song Yuqiao's voice unconsciously became a little high-spirited. "I remember Jiajia used to like horseback riding. Every time I took Jiajia to go horseback riding, Jiajia would be very happy."

Song Jianan tilted his head and thought for a while. It was obvious that Song Yuqiao liked horse riding. At that time, whatever Song Yuqiao liked, he also liked. Not to mention that Song Yuqiao took him out to play, so of course he was happy.

He didn't say anything, but heard someone behind him ask, "Did Jiajia have fun today?"

Song Jianan nodded and said from the bottom of his heart: "Happy, thank you brother."

As he spoke, the horse walked slowly, as if taking a stroll.

Song Yuqiao threw away the reins, put his hands on Song Jianan's waist, and turned him around amidst a cry of surprise.

Song Jianan patted his chest with lingering fear, his eyes filled with anger. When he raised his eyes, he realized that this posture made him too close to Song Yuqiao. If he moved forward a little, he could kiss Song Yuqiao's chin.

The anger was gone in an instant, and all the complaints were forgotten. He became uneasy and stuttered when he spoke: "Brother, brother..."

Song Yuqiao rested his forehead against his, with a strange look in his eyes. Song Jianan couldn't understand it, but for some reason, he felt a little sour in his heart.

He lowered his eyes in panic, not daring to look at Song Yuqiao again.

He saw the thin, sharp lips. The lip color was healthy, but inexplicably there was a coolness, the same temperature as the one against his forehead.

The two lips opened, and the voice that spoke was a little unlike Song Yuqiao's: "Jia Jia."

Song Jianan held his breath and waited for a while, but found that there was no further news.

I had no choice but to look up and ask in a questioning tone: "Brother?"

Song Yuqiao looked at him deeply, swallowed the words rolling in his throat, and suddenly held half of his cheek and kissed him.

It was an extremely gentle and lingering kiss.

Song Jianan was used to his roughness, but could not resist his tenderness. She couldn't help but grab his clothes tightly, open her lips, and let him go in and out of her mouth, sweeping across. Her body became softer and her long, curled eyelashes trembled constantly.

They sat on horseback, swaying with each step as the horses moved forward.

I knocked my teeth against each other and bit my lips, but I still felt that I didn't kiss hard enough and didn't eat enough. I longed to step deeper into each other's souls.

The setting sun shone on them, casting a hazy halo on them, as if they were isolated from the whole world.

Song Jianan heard each other's violent heartbeats and the blushing sound of water.

He felt Song Yuqiao's warmth. The hand that gently held his face was slightly cold, but his tongue was so hot. On the mountain where he needed to wear a thin coat, in the countryside where no one could be seen, it was like a fire that ignited him.

My whole heart and whole being are on fire.

His hesitation, his uneasiness, and his hidden worries seemed to be burned by the fire, leaving only ashes.

He closed his eyes and gave himself up for just a few moments.

So, Song Yuqiao's kiss became more eager, eager to grab something.

As the sky gradually darkened, the entangled figures finally separated a little, and then hugged each other tightly.

Song Jianan leaned on the broad and firm chest, gasping for breath with his lips open. In his ears he could hear the thumping of his heart and the gentle breeze of cool air.

The big hands stroked the back again and again, giving people a sense of calm and security.

He raised his hands to hug Song Yuqiao's waist, closed his eyes, and pushed himself forward.

As he was pushed, he immediately noticed something unusual and his body froze. He wanted to step back with some regret, but Song Yuqiao's strong arms held him tighter and he dared not move.