Chapter 37 Love Moon·037 "It's not here yet..."
The hand behind her ear was so hot that He Chuyue felt she was hot too.
The burns made her lose consciousness and she forgot to nod.
She bit her lower lip, her eyes intertwined with his, and even her exhaled breath gradually merged.
They got closer and closer until she closed her eyes and pressed her soft lips against hotter and softer ones.
Subconsciously, he held Xiao Zhiyan's fingers tightly.
A chuckle came from Xiao Zhiyan's chest. His fingers gently rubbed the back of He Chuyue's hand, and he pursed his lips gently at her, as if to signal her not to panic.
He Chuyue was a little annoyed. She was so nervous, but this guy could still laugh.
Just as she was about to reach out to push him away, a big hand pressed on her lower back. She leaned into his arms, put her hands on his shoulders, and felt this unfamiliar but passionate kiss.
It seemed that Xiao Zhiyan only knew how to kiss her, wrapping his warmth around her lower lip and then gently turning his head. The sound of separation was like a bomb exploding beside her ears. He Chuyue tried to dodge but someone held the back of her head, deepening the awkward kiss.
Latte behind him was stunned. He had never seen the two of them in such a posture. He just sat there and stared at them. Later, he seemed to be tired and just lay down and fell asleep. His eyelids twitched again and again with the noises that popped out from time to time in the darkness.
I don’t know how long they kissed, He Chuyue’s legs became weak, and she sat slumped, her head tilted up. Her neck felt a little sore, so she leaned against Xiao Zhiyan's shoulder to keep some distance.
The lips that got air took a small breath, and when the breath passed through the hot and soft lips, it seemed like another stimulation, amplifying the heat and numbness on the lips.
Feeling the burning gaze above her head, He Chuyue coughed, "This posture is a bit tiring."
The hand around her waist pulled her closer to him, "How about this?"
He Chuyue cursed in her heart that this man was a piece of wood, but the next second, her body was suspended in the air and Xiao Zhiyan actually picked her up.
"Hmm." She looked up as she hugged the person without any defense, feeling extremely nervous. "To...the couch?"
"good."
The man held her and walked steadily towards the sofa. He Chuyue turned her head and looked at the distance getting closer and closer. Somehow she felt like she was getting into bed...
Although it's almost three months, if that's the case, it should be okay?
Her body went limp and she was put on the cushion, but the person in front of her did not stand up immediately, but squatted in front of her.
The pair of eyes looked at her, and the depths of the turbulent eyes were dark black.
He held her clasped hands and rubbed the backs of her hands, carefully treating them as if they were treasures. He spoke in a hoarse voice to confirm with her, "Chu Yue, do you like me?"
"......"
He Chuyue felt that he was talking nonsense. Why was he asking these questions when she had already let him kiss her?
I wanted to get angry but my anger died down when I saw those sparkling eyes.
Xiao Zhiyan seemed very happy and waited for her answer obediently. He thought he wanted to have a latte...
As if she was dying, she said in a hoarse voice: "Yeah."
He Chuyue tightened her grip and lowered her head. Xiao Zhiyan's hand loosened suddenly, and he held her again in a panic, placing her gently in his palm.
He shook his head and chuckled, "Sorry, I...I'm just a little nervous. Did I hurt you?"
He Chuyue found his reaction a little funny, curled her lips and teased him: "It hurts, what should I do?"
"......"
He rubbed gently with his fingertips, but He Chuyue was not satisfied. She pulled her hand out, placed it on his shoulder, and leaned over.
Seeing the man's slightly stunned gaze, the woman looked at his also slightly swollen lips with a charming look.
"Xiao Zhiyan, just kiss me."
As soon as the words fell, a heavy breath passed over her nose, and the back of her head was grasped again and pulled into a kiss.
With a twitch of her lips, He Chuyue was so happy that she didn't care about being shy, because she found that Xiao Zhiyan was even more easily teased than her.
She opened her lips and licked his lips lightly with the tip of her tongue. Feeling the obvious stiffness of the man under her, her eyes were full of stars when she opened them.
She placed her palms on the back of his neck and her legs around his waist. She looked straight into Xiao Zhiyan's eyes, her gaze full of invitation and promise.
His breathing became heavier, he stood up, hugged the person and sat back on the sofa, but this time the positions were reversed, he was at the bottom, holding the person in his arms.
He penetrated and penetrated deeply with ease, hooking his tongue around her soft, wet tongue and entwining them.
When they were pulling, their teeth touched, and He Chuyue's whole body felt as if an electric current had passed through her. She felt novel but also heartbeat. Her slightly opened eyes closed again under his fierce attack, and she pressed forward to him even closer.
He Chuyue felt that she had never been so absent-minded as she was that night. They were just kissing each other, but her body had already turned into a pool of water when she touched him. He held it carefully in his arms.
The pair of strong arms were wrapped around her back, supporting her shaking body. He Chuyue felt completely exhausted, and even responding to his lips became a passive endurance.
It seemed to last even longer than the previous kiss. Her throat was a little dry and her waist was a little sore. She just moved her buttocks, but froze instantly when she touched something, along with the person under her.
Opening her eyes, she met Xiao Zhiyan's confused and infatuated eyes and moved closer to him: "Xiao Zhiyan."
"Yeah." His voice was so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.
"You're reacting."
Feeling his tenseness, He Chuyue was in a good mood, as if she had found a breakthrough. She raised her hand to hook the back of his neck, moved her soft body and pressed it somewhere.
"The first month..."
Xiao Zhiyan restrained himself to the extreme, holding her lower back to prevent her from moving.
His voice was hoarse and dangerous. He Chuyue felt a little panicked, but she was driven even crazier by the rising hormones.
She pressed her forehead against his and said temptingly, "It's almost three months. It's okay."
"no."
She pulled away: "Why?"
"Almost there, not there yet."
She was furious: "...Xiao Zhiyan, don't you know how to adapt?"
The man with his eyes downcast suddenly raised his eyes. He Chuyue felt aggrieved by his sudden serious expression.
"I can't risk you for my own sake."
She explained: "You are not doing this for yourself, and I feel bad too."
Xiao Zhiyan's tense face relaxed a little.
He Chuyue's voice was soft, and she acted coquettishly towards him: "Zhi Yan... let's do it gently, okay?"
"The first month."
His brows were tightly furrowed, not much more relaxed than He Chuyue. After a long while, he hugged the person again, with a hint of red in his eyes that came from extreme forbearance.
"Can we all just hold back?"
He Chuyue couldn't stand it anymore and struggled to get off him, but she touched a sensitive spot. She was stunned when she felt the bulging blue veins on his forehead and became obedient.
"Are you feeling worse than me?"
The man said nothing, just stared at her.
He Chuyue's face was a little hot, and she asked angrily: "Why don't you speak?"
“Uncomfortable.”
Xiao Zhiyan's fingertips gently stroked the back of her neck, as if he was petting a cat, soothing the furry kitten in his arms.
Feeling her emotions, he put his lips close to her ear and rubbed them against her earlobe as he spoke, his voice bewitching and low.
"Just kiss, okay?"
...
When Xiao Zhiyan got into bed, the person next to him didn't move. He moved quietly, got into bed, turned off the lights, and the room fell into silence.
He Chuyue's body was a little stiff as she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but she didn't want to move so quickly, for fear that Xiao Zhiyan would find out that she was pretending to be asleep. She simply waited patiently for a while, until her breathing became even, then she moved slightly. Unexpectedly, the person behind her opened his hands as if he was prepared. When their eyes met, they were both stunned.
"you......"
She glanced at the position of Xiao Zhiyan's hand, estimated where her head would be resting in a moment, and blinked.
Xiao Zhiyan withdrew his hand and coughed unnaturally, "I thought you were asleep."
He Chuyue frowned.
She suddenly thought of the first morning when they slept in the same bed. She woke up in Xiao Zhiyan's position, and every day after that... She originally thought that she rolled over after Xiao Zhiyan left, but now it seems that she went over to hug Xiao Zhiyan every night when she fell asleep?
It seemed like something broke beside her ear, and He Chuyue couldn't believe it.
"Don't tell me it's really what I think."
Xiao Zhiyan was a little embarrassed.
After getting the answer, He Chuyue closed her eyes and suddenly pulled the quilt over her head, and no matter how hard Xiao Zhiyan tried to pull it out, she couldn't.
The voice outside was somewhat helpless: "Chu Yue, it's too stuffy in there, come out."
"It's so embarrassing. I actually slept with you in my arms for so long? Why didn't you push me away?"
He looked at his hand on the quilt, withdrew it, and told the truth: "I pushed it, but it didn't open."
She crawled out from under the quilt, her pretty eyes wide open with anger: "Do you not want to push it away or can't you?"
"......" He smiled, his eyes were so gentle that they seemed to be dripping with water, "I can push it away, but I don't want to push it away."
Almost audible was her heartbeat, which was like a deer beating wildly.
After a moment of silence, He Chuyue turned around with a red face, facing away from him, and urged him, "Go to bed quickly."
There was no answer, so she thought the conversation was over and closed her eyes. A few minutes later, she heard the person next to her asking in a low voice.
"Aren't you going to sleep in my arms tonight?"
She got angry: "One night I slept in his arms!"
Xiao Zhiyan seemed somewhat innocent.
He Chuyue became even more resentful. She turned her back to him and pressed the quilt tightly, as if she wanted to tie herself to the same position.
"Go to sleep!"
He turned towards her and compromised: "Good night."
She deliberately waited for two seconds before replying: "Good night!"
He Chuyue secretly curled up the corners of her lips, tucked the quilt tightly under her neck, and vowed that she would never be so unrestrained again tonight! !
Sleepiness quickly came over her, and before she became conscious she heard the person behind her seemed to be getting closer, but her emotions had fluctuated too much today, and she was too sleepy, so she fell asleep quickly and didn't care what Xiao Zhiyan was doing.
The breathing gradually became even, and the person lying behind He Chuyue quietly moved towards this side, as if this was enough.
He looked at the furry head sticking out from under the quilt, and thought of the man in the restaurant whose facial features were somewhat similar to hers, and the heartache in his eyes spread instantly. It seemed like countless depressed emotions were accumulated in his chest, and he didn't dare to think about how He Chuyue had survived in her childhood, and what she had experienced to become her current personality...
She is strong-willed, never admits defeat, and is bent on climbing up the social ladder to gain the right to speak, all because she is greedy for fame and fortune, but she never loses her sense of justice in her heart, and always has a sincere and passionate heart.
She is so good...
Thinking of this, he felt it was not enough, so he reached out and gently hooked a corner of the tightly tucked quilt, and then the heartache and uneasiness were relieved.
There was a sob in his throat, his voice was trembling, and it was soft and gentle.
"Good night, Niuniu."
…
While sleeping soundly, Xiao Zhiyan vaguely heard crying.
He stood up and turned on the bedside lamp, and saw the person beside him curled up in a ball, crying quietly.
"First Moon?"
There was no response, and at that moment, his outstretched hand trembled unconsciously.
"...Don't go...Dad..."
After hearing what He Chuyue was muttering, Xiao Zhiyan frowned and his whole heart felt like it was being stabbed by a needle. He gently held her shoulders and said in an unstable tone, "Don't leave, Chu Yue, don't leave."
She cried louder, her face full of tears, and she choked: "Don't leave me... Don't leave me here alone... The kitten is dead, I'm so scared..."
"No, I will never abandon you." The hand holding her shoulder tightened, he controlled his emotions and stabilized his voice, "Don't be afraid Chu Yue, it's just a nightmare, I'm here, everything will be fine, it's just a nightmare."
The person in his arms seemed to have listened to his words. The intensity of her trembling lessened, and even her crying became weaker. Until he fell asleep again, the hand on his shoulder never left.
Afraid that the nightmare would recur, Xiao Zhiyan patiently comforted her, gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse and gentle tone: "Be good, Chuyue, it's okay, it's just a nightmare, you will be fine after a good sleep..."
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