But once this thought arises, it's like a weed that you can't get rid of.
Especially now that Leng Yingying is right beside him.
"Really? You don't look like it. Are you plotting something?" Leng Yingying probed.
Qiao Gaoyang: "..."
That's terrifying!
"Really! I really didn't think anything of it. I just wasn't looking where I was going. It was an accident, an accident!" Qiao Gaoyang himself didn't realize that because he felt guilty, his voice unconsciously rose a lot.
"You'd better be." Leng Yingying was still suspicious, but given his stubborn denial, she really couldn't guess what he had just done.
To be honest, Qiao Gaoyang felt a little guilty at that moment.
The thought of kissing Leng Yingying lingered in his mind, and a voice in his heart encouraged him to be brave and try to see if this could be a crucial step in developing his relationship with Leng Yingying.
But at the same time, another voice was rationally conversing with him.
This was no ordinary attempt; it carried immense risk. It was a do-or-die situation. If it backfired, his relationship with Leng Yingying might become even more distant.
In the dialogue between reason and impulse, impulse ultimately prevailed.
When they arrived at the dormitory building, Leng Yingying waved goodbye and was about to go upstairs by herself.
"Then I'm leaving, goodbye—"
The change happened in an instant.
Qiao Gaoyang didn't let Leng Yingying finish speaking before he grabbed her.
Caught off guard, Leng Yingying stumbled as she was pulled.
Just like that, she stumbled and fell into Qiao Gaoyang's arms, only to be caught steadily by the premeditated Qiao Gaoyang.
"Qiao Gaoyang, what exactly are you trying to do—"
"Hmm—"
It has to be said, Qiao Gaoyang is incredibly audacious!
Although he was very timid and afraid that this action would backfire, when he actually carried it out, he didn't even choose to kiss her cheek or forehead, but instead went straight for Leng Yingying's lips.
The distance suddenly shrank, and the face I'd been looking at all day was magnified right in front of me.
Qiao Gaoyang thought he would have a lot of emotions, so complicated that he wouldn't know what he was doing, but in reality, at this moment, his mind was blank, and the only feeling he had was that it was really soft.
Unlike Leng Yingying's usual persona—unromantic, formidable, and always unpredictable—she was gentle.
As I became aware of the softness, my consciousness returned.
The state of mental blankness has ended.
Qiao Gaoyang's courage also ended.
I'm doomed, I'm probably going to get a beating today.
It's alright, he's prepared. He'll accept it even if he gets beaten up.
Qiao Gaoyang, with his eyes closed and an expression of bearing humiliation on his face, slowly retreated.
Leng Yingying looked at him.
[What the heck? She just kissed me, and this is the expression she makes? This expression?]
[What does this mean? Is this jerk looking down on me? Please, you were the one who initiated it, and you're acting like you've been sexually assaulted. Is that reasonable? Is this right? Is there any justice in this world?]
Hearing Leng Yingying's thoughts, Qiao Gaoyang opened his eyes. He didn't get the beating he had imagined, but his top priority was to prevent Leng Yingying from misunderstanding him!
How could he explain to her that he wasn't being disdainful at all, but rather that he was just nervous?
Qiao Gaoyang always thought he was quite eloquent, but every time he was tongue-tied, it happened when he was facing Leng Yingying, and he felt disgusted with himself.
Before Qiao Gaoyang could even finish his sentence, an even bigger shock came.
However, even a scoundrel like him won't do; his kissing skills are...
Qiao Gaoyang: "!!!"
How are your kissing skills?
[Terrible!]
Qiao Gaoyang: "!!!"
Who is really looking down on whom?
Besides, this was his first kiss. It's normal for him to lack experience and skill when kissing a girl for the first time. And he was so nervous, can't we understand if he didn't perform well?
[And a quick kiss is ridiculous, is this some kind of joke? Are you kidding me? Seriously, who kisses like that?]
Qiao Gaoyang: "!!!"
The case is solved; the person who truly despises you is Leng Yingying.
Moreover, the two words a man can't stand to hear are "no," especially since Qiao Gaoyang's kissing skills were questioned by Leng Yingying. If he doesn't get his revenge, he'll be up in the middle of the night to ask why, even if he falls asleep.
For men, what matters is not what they say, but what they do!
Whether he's capable or not, we'll have to show Leng Yingying what he's capable of.
So, just as the two lightly touched their lips, before they could even exchange a few words about what was going on, Qiao Gaoyang, looking like he was about to prove something, pulled Leng Yingying over and kissed her aggressively!
This time it wasn't just a light, shallow kiss.
To let Leng Yingying truly experience his skills, Qiao Gaoyang went to great lengths. Even when he was almost out of breath from kissing her, he insisted on not separating and kept kissing her as if he was using all his strength.
The two separated only when the oxygen ran out.
Qiao Gaoyang raised an eyebrow, clearly wanting to get revenge, and asked, "How about it?"
Leng Yingying had no idea that her inner complaints had been heard. To her, it was like being kissed by a clueless young man whose technique was terrible and yet dared to ask her how it was—it was simply "asking for humiliation." She wasn't about to hold back.
"What do you mean, 'how are you'? You've already bitten me, and you still have the nerve to ask me how I am?" This time, Leng Yingying didn't complain in her mind; she directly expressed her disdain.
She touched her lips; there was a small cut on the inside of her lower lip, and it hurt terribly.
"Look what you've done!" Leng Yingying complained, even using her hand to pull back her lower lip to show the wound to the culprit.
Qiao Gaoyang: "..."
That's so embarrassing!
A mix of embarrassment and grievance lingered in his voice. Ironically, it was indeed his doing, and the evidence was right there on the inside of Leng Yingying's lower lip, the tiny wound revealing just how poor his technique was, leaving him powerless and without any means to defend himself.
But he's a novice after all, so we should give him some leeway.
"Well, it was my first time, and I didn't bite you on purpose..." Qiao Gaoyang mumbled in his defense. He knew he had lost control, but in that situation, it was really hard for him not to.
"At worst, I'll practice more in the future, and my skills will definitely improve. Don't worry, I have excellent learning abilities!" Qiao Gaoyang said, trying to be clever.
His words seemed to be a declaration of determination, but in reality, they were more of a test.
Because Leng Yingying didn't get angry or beat him up after their first kiss, it gave him a lot of strength and courage, which allowed him to kiss her a second time, and even try a third, fourth, and many more times...
Sure enough, Leng Yingying, being a straightforward and easygoing woman, didn't catch the little secret Qiao Gaoyang was hiding in his complaints and grievances.
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