Chapter 113 Turning the Tables
When their soft lips touched, they instantly ignited the feelings that had been building up in their hearts for many years.
Chu Siheng was taken aback at first, then took the initiative and slowly deepened the kiss.
They poured all their longing and love into this belated kiss.
After a while of entanglement, the two slowly separated, and Chu Siheng stared intently at Lu Zhaoxue.
After a while, Chu Siheng's hand touched her lips. The touch was so soft that it made his hand feel slightly hot, and he couldn't bear to move it away even a little bit.
Chu Siheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he leaned down again, his warm breath enveloping Lu Zhaoxue before he kissed her firmly.
The kisses grew stronger, gradually becoming more passionate and intense, starting from a light touch.
Their breaths mingled and intertwined, their noses almost touching, and Lu Zhaoxue's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She raised her hand to push him away, but was enveloped by Chu Siheng's hot breath.
"Stop...stop for a moment." Lu Zhaoxue's breathing was a little unsteady, and her voice was still soft and trembling from the kiss.
Chu Siheng stopped as instructed, but his lips were still only an inch away from hers.
His chest heaved violently as he gasped for breath, "What's wrong, Xue?"
Before she could answer, Chu Siheng leaned in again, his well-defined hands gently cupping Lu Zhaoxue's face, his fingertips caressing her delicate cheeks.
Their noses touched, and an ambiguous atmosphere lingered between them.
Lu Zhaoxue subconsciously gripped his black robe, her cheeks turning crimson.
Before she could catch her breath, Chu Siheng's kiss landed again, even more passionate than before, with an undeniable possessiveness.
He shut up all the words that Lu Zhaoxue hadn't said.
Lu Zhaoxue instinctively shrank back, but he took the opportunity to tighten his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer to him.
Before she knew it, he had gently pressed her down onto the bed, with Chu Siheng on top of her.
The red candles on the desk seemed ashamed to see this scene, their flames flickering gently, casting dappled shadows on the bed curtains.
Chu Siheng kissed her passionately, lingering and caressing her lips, unwilling to let go of any inch of them.
Lu Zhaoxue's breathing became increasingly rapid, her chest heaving violently, and she could only plead for mercy between kisses:
"That's enough... I really can't breathe anymore..."
But for Chu Siheng, this level of intimacy was far from enough.
He kissed her deeper, his suppressed breaths spraying onto her earlobe, hot and heavy.
"But what can I do, Xue... I really can't stop."
His voice carried a hint of hoarse infatuation.
"You've finally accepted me. Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm on fire."
After saying that, the kiss landed again, and Lu Zhaoxue was so weak from the kiss that her whole body went limp.
Chu Siheng unconsciously slipped one hand into Lu Zhaoxue's hair bun, and with a gentle flick of his fingertip, he knocked the jade hairpin off.
Her long, black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, falling onto the sides of her neck.
Lu Zhaoxue suddenly climbed onto his arm and, taking advantage of Chu Siheng's passionate kiss, pinched him slightly.
"Hiss—" Chu Siheng immediately stopped, but still couldn't bear to leave her lips.
He could only rub his nose against Lu Zhaoxue's, pleading, "Okay, okay, I know, I'll be done soon, okay? Let me kiss you a little longer..."
Chu Siheng's lips were now as red as cherries, incredibly tempting.
Lu Zhaoxue was panting heavily, her chest heaving as she looked at the face so close to hers.
This is an extremely beautiful face, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that slant upwards at the corners, filled with lingering passion, simply captivating!
At this moment, a few strands of hair that slipped down Chu Siheng's temples added to his languid air.
Lu Zhaoxue thought to herself: Really, how can someone be more beautiful than a woman?
But Chu Siheng's dark robes only made his skin appear even whiter and his eyes even more striking. He was truly, truly a captivating beauty!
She stared at him, somewhat lost in thought, then suddenly smiled faintly at him, her eyes sparkling like stars.
Chu Siheng's breath hitched suddenly. He felt as if Lu Zhaoxue's smile was melting in his heart, making him feel tingly sweet all over.
Her dark hair was spread out on the pillow, the strands slightly disheveled.
A faint blush lingered between her brows and eyes, and her languid and alluring charm stirred his emotions once more.
Chu Siheng leaned down, about to kiss her again, but Lu Zhaoxue suddenly turned her head away.
His lips missed their mark, and he buried them directly in Lu Zhaoxue's neck.
Warm breaths and soft lips pressed against her delicate skin, sending a shiver down her spine, and Lu Zhaoxue's body involuntarily trembled slightly.
She forced herself to calm down, raised one hand to hold Chu Siheng's head, and pressed him down so that he could rest his head on her shoulder.
Her other hand encircled his waist, and she said in a deliberately calm voice, "Siheng, don't move."
Chu Siheng asked, looking aggrieved, "Why?"
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