Chapter 89 Chapter 89 Date her.
"Your Mightiness--"
He squeezed out hot, trembling, tiny syllables from the depths of his throat.
Su Cheng was about to speak, but stopped.
The silver-haired boy hummed softly, and licked his lips lightly with the tip of his tongue, which were as red as petals.
Her gaze froze for a moment. "So, ahem, should we address this wine issue first?"
"……It doesn't matter."
Xiao Lan took a breath. "My physique is different from humans. Even if I don't take any relief, it will definitely heal after a while. Don't worry. Perhaps I can use this opportunity to say what I want to say."
The young man paused. "Actually, I don't understand it either. I used to think that liking someone had to be based on... familiarity and understanding, which then gave rise to a resonance. Love at first sight is just an illusion brought on by external attraction. We're not irrational animals."
Su Cheng agreed wholeheartedly. "I also like people based on appearance, but I often try to get to know them better. But do you understand me?"
"I don't know," Xiao Lan closed his eyes slightly. "But I had a liking for you the first time I met you. I felt like I had seen your true nature. I hate those who actively do evil. Aside from the lunatics, the rest are despicable people who bully the weak. They act completely differently in front of the strong and the weak—at least, in front of the weak they perceive as weak. But at the same time, I also like those with clear boundaries. People like you don't find excuses to whitewash harm, and they don't condone evil deeds by being bound by society's moral demands..."
He spoke more and more confusedly, seemingly just saying whatever came to his mind, but his tone was very sincere.
Su Cheng sighed, "If this is what touched you, I have to say that there are actually quite a lot of people like this, and the tolerant ones are the minority."
"It's not just that," Xiao Lan looked up at her, "You even rejected my invitation. Well, it feels very comfortable to talk to you. In short, I think you are very special."
In this posture, his eyes sparkling with drunken tears made him look more like a wet puppy.
Su Cheng continued to sigh, "Well, sir, I admire you. From the first time I met you and heard you speak for me, I felt that you were a good person. I am very happy to be your classmate and study and discuss problems together. I was also very happy to meet you in the hotel before, but when I haven't seen you for many days, I don't always think about you. Obviously, our feelings in this regard are not equal."
"Really?" Xiao Lan seemed to automatically ignore the last sentence, and just heard the previous words with a curled mouth. "Do you think I'm good?"
Su Cheng: "...Is this all you heard?"
"Oh no," the young man stood up shakily. "I understand what you mean. I understand. In fact, I don't expect the same response. This is just my one-sided thought. God, I didn't want to tell you because I feel a little confused too. I'm not sure what this feeling means. It's just that the people in the mercenary group said that if I always think about someone like this, then I must like her. And you don't mind that I'm not human. That's great."
Su Cheng hesitated to speak, "Well, okay, you——"
"Also," Xiao Lan tilted his head, "What did that person just say about releasing it once?"
Su Cheng looked at him silently.
The silver-haired boy looked back blankly.
Oh my god.
Su Cheng felt that he was not pretending.
Maybe he really didn't know, or maybe his brain was burned into a paste and he couldn't figure it out.
So she briefly explained it and gave a popular science lecture on x knowledge, which was aimed at children.
"...In summary, from what that person just said, you only need to do it once. I mean, you can do it yourself."
Su Cheng said calmly, "If you don't feel anything, you can have some fantasies."
Xiao Lan looked at her silently.
Su Cheng held his forehead, "I can't control what other people think. If you really want to fantasize about me——"
"No."
Xiao Lan quickly shook his head. "Actually, I'm still trying to understand what you mean. Well, someone once told me about humans..."
He pursed his lips, his cheeks flushing again. "For me, since I'm not human, some of my...instincts prevent me from thinking like humans. If I were to indulge in some fantasy, it would probably be different from what you imagine. However, you can do anything to me if you wish, but I'm still not sure if I can succeed."
A waiter dressed in gorgeous clothes walked by, holding a crystal tray with several high-heeled glasses filled with light golden wine.
Su Cheng sighed and picked up a cup casually, "There are no magical plants added, right?"
The waiter smiled and shook his head.
She led the silver-haired boy to the back of the porch, and they leaned against the shadows of the pillar and the wall.
The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, their dark and light hair were intertwined, and a slight itch brushed across their faces.
Su Cheng lifted the hem of the other person's coat and stroked the metal buckle of the belt with his fingertips, "Don't be nervous——"
The slender fingers touched the boy's strong abdominal muscles, and his thin waist was stretched tight like a drawn bowstring, trembling slightly in the air.
She touched the goblet in her hand, her fingertips sliding across the slender and smooth cup body, describing the smooth, graceful, and transparent crystal arc.
"take it easy--"
Su Cheng comforted softly.
Because of the height of the heels, their statures were now similar, and she could kiss the boy's coral red lips if she moved a little closer.
She placed a gentle kiss on his lips. "Although I'm not experienced, at least I won't hurt you, and you're a level six warrior."
Xiao Lan nodded slowly, staring at her seriously, his pupils slightly deformed as she moved, "I'm not afraid..."
Su Cheng held the goblet in his hand, and his soft fingertips stroked the round curve of the cup.
It felt cool and smooth, like an extension of my skin.
Her fingers spun along the thin edge of the cup, and the polished crystal made a crisp sound as her fingertips rubbed against it.
The wine in the glass trembled as it was shaken, creating ripples. The liquid surged upward, slightly wetting her palm.
The slender fingers slid down, gently pressing on the junction of the vertical cup column and the bulging cup belly, sliding and circling along the cool and smooth curved surface of the glass, with almost imperceptible force.
The silver-haired boy took a short breath, his shoulders tensed, his back pressed against the hard stone carvings on the pillars, "Ah——"
"It's okay," Su Cheng stood on tiptoe and kissed his forehead, "Relax."
From time to time, footsteps could be heard in the corridor. Those people passed by from the other side of the pillars, and it seemed that no one was looking over here.
She was still wiping the wine glass, pressing her fingertips into the depression below the base of the glass, and then kneading it with some secret pattern.
The goblet kept changing its angle in the palm, wrapped in the warm and powerful palm. The light golden wine kept rippling, and the light fluctuated in the broken water.
Xiao Lan kept breathing in and looking up, "Yeah... I know... I just..."
The shadows of the sculptures between the columns swallowed up his expression.
Those blue eyes blurred in his panting.
A piece of stone sculpture had shattered between his tightened fingers, and fine powder fell from between his fingers.
Su Cheng lowered his wrist, which was holding the wine glass, and continued to trace the outline of the glass as if he was touching a work of art.
Between the straight high feet and the bulging cup belly, the five fingers firmly wrapped around the spin, then subtly twisted upwards.
Xiao Lan frowned slightly and stared at the cup.
The clear and translucent crystal is warming up in the warmth of the palm, and every time the fingers slide up and down, there is an intoxicating force.
The alcohol fermented in his mind, constantly invading his reason. Sometimes he felt like he was rising into the clouds, and sometimes he felt like he was falling into the deep sea.
The body tensed and relaxed uncontrollably, and every inch of muscle and bone clamored with desire, looking forward to being favored.
The silver-haired boy slightly arched his back and couldn't help but exert force backwards. With a slight cracking sound, cracks appeared on the jade columns.
Su Cheng sighed, "...Now I owe him even more money."
Xiao Lan hadn't reacted yet, "What—"
Su Cheng's fingers holding the wine glass exerted force again, pressing the depression in the base of the glass and lifting it up, scraping the bottom of the crystal glass repeatedly and precisely.
The goblet suddenly tilted over, and the amber-gold wine in the light shook violently, broke free from the constraints of the cup wall, and splashed out with a splash.
The fishy-sweet wine drew an exciting arc, slightly wetting her fingers, and then fell on the cold marble floor.
The water stains touched the corner of the expensive dress, splashing a small, sticky light.
The wine glass swung between his fingers.
The silver-haired boy opened his mouth silently, as if he wanted to say something, but all he could do was gasp.
He leaned on her shoulder and closed his eyes slightly. The noisy world around him seemed to have lost its color, leaving only a kind of intense pleasure that almost swallowed up his reason.
Su Cheng washed his hands with the wine in the glass, "...Are you feeling better now?"
Xiao Lan nodded slowly, his chin resting on her shoulder blades. "Well, thank you. I'm so sorry to have caused you any trouble."
Su Cheng was about to speak again when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd.
In the silver haze of the banquet hall's lights, in the air woven with the aroma of wine and laughter—
There was a person standing at the corner of the corridor, looking over thoughtfully.
The opulent mansion was a dazzling display of light and shadow. From the magnificent dome and walls to the clothes and jewelry worn by the nobles, everything was filled with dazzling gold, colorful gems, and lustrous pearls.
The golden hair that looked like the flowing morning light was still so bright and beautiful.
His expression had a sense of detachment and alienation.
The myriad flowing lights shimmered between the eyebrows and eyes, as if they were suppressed by invisible laws and became dim and precipitated.
It seemed as if the only eyes left in the world were those golden eyes that looked like the sunset in late autumn and the sunrise in early spring.
Su Cheng suddenly heard his own heartbeat.
Then she watched him walk towards her.
She rubbed her fingers together almost instinctively, trying to rub off the dried wine, then put her hands behind her back.
"The aura on you—"
Ian made his way through the crowd until he stood before her.
"Even more chaotic than last time."
He said in an elusive tone.
Su Cheng exhaled, "What kind of answer do you want to hear? A polite one? Or a straightforward one?"
"I think it's the difference between 'I've been through a lot' and 'None of your business'. To me, they're both the same."
Ian said calmly, "...would you like to introduce this gentleman to me?"
Su Cheng looked at Xiao Lan, "I don't know, do you want to meet this person?"
Xiao Lan's gaze flickered between the two of them. "Is this gentleman your friend?"
"He is—"
"I am," Ian suddenly said, "a man who is ready to fulfill his promise and go on a date with her."
Su Cheng: “…………”
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