Chapter 82 I like you, can you be my man...
I miss you too.
These words acted like a signal, opening the floodgates that had been holding back all the hidden emotions, and in an instant, a torrent of feelings poured out.
Fang Xingu watched as Jing Yitong drew closer and closer. He guessed what Jing Yitong was going to do, but he didn't back down even a step. Instead, he tacitly approved of Jing Yitong's actions.
It was a very brief kiss. The instant their lips touched, Fang Xin Gu's pupils dilated in a conditioned reflex, but his brain and body had no time to react.
Before his eyes was Jing Yitong, who was turning his face to kiss him. His heart was filled with Jing Yitong's name, and even the tip of his nose was surrounded by Jing Yitong's scent.
But Jing Yitong didn't take the kiss any further. He quickly took a deep breath and restrained himself, widening the distance between them.
He saw a blush creep up the fair face before him, her slightly parted lips were alluringly red, and even her eyes were misty with moisture, as if she hadn't yet recovered from the fleeting kiss.
Now it was Jing Yitong's turn to laugh: "What's wrong? Did I scare you?"
Fang Xingu shuddered as if waking from a dream. He looked at Jing Yitong, still not quite recovered from the shock of being kissed by Jing Yitong, and stammered, "Yes, a little."
Jing Yitong gently stroked Fang Xingu's face with his calloused hands. Fang Xingu felt a little ticklish from his touch and couldn't help but rub against his hands.
Jing Yitong paused, and looked at Fang Xingu in that position. He saw that Fang Xingu had not shown any disgust after being kissed by him, and was still relying on him as usual.
...Fang Xin Gu must like him too, right?
Jing Yitong felt his tongue go numb, and with a burst of energy, he uttered the words that had been hidden in his heart for years: "Xin Gu, I like you. Can you be my boyfriend?"
Thump, thump.
Fang Xin heard his heart pounding like a drum, and he wondered if he was dreaming. Otherwise, why would Jing Yitong kiss him, confess his feelings to him, and even want him to be his boyfriend...
He subconsciously lowered his eyelids, but then heard Jing Yitong continue, "Although you agreed to the marriage, what I want is not a loveless marriage. So, before we get married, can we date first?"
Fang Xingu suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes wide open. He wanted to say something, but found that his throat was tight. This top singer, who had mastered the control of his vocal cords, was so nervous at this moment that he couldn't even utter a single syllable.
Surprise and ecstasy overwhelmed Fang Xin, and he felt as if he had fallen into a sweet dream—Jing Yitong, whom he had secretly loved for so many years, actually liked him too? How could such a good thing have fallen on his head?
Fang Xingu's mind went blank. He even felt like he was a little short of breath, his whole body felt light and unreal.
Even if it was just a dream, Fang Xin thought he would agree to Jing Yitong's request without hesitation.
Therefore, after overcoming the initial shock, Fang Xingu finally found his voice, and with his heart pounding, he softly replied, "Okay, I'm willing."
Then he saw a bright smile on Jing Yitong's face. Jing Yitong rarely smiled like that; most of the time he would smile or give a mischievous grin. But at this moment, Jing Yitong's smile was so wide that even the corners of his eyes curled up, and his bulging eyes showed his overflowing good mood.
Caught up in this mood, Fang Xingu also laughed.
He was a little embarrassed and wanted to lower his head, but Jing Yitong's hand, still on his face, turned his head up and asked meaningfully, "Can I continue that kiss now? As your boyfriend?"
Fang Xingu didn't know if it was Jing Yitong's palm or his own cheeks that were burning, but he felt a wave of heat rising on his face. However, he didn't want to refuse Jing Yitong at all, so he nodded and agreed, "Mm."
No sooner had Fang Xingu finished speaking than Jing Yitong, who had finally gained official recognition, didn't want to wait even half a second longer and leaned down to kiss him again.
This time, he was no longer as gentle and restrained as before. Instead, he sucked on Fang Xingu's lips forcefully, even making Fang Xingu feel a slight pulling pain.
But Fang Xingu didn't dislike the pain; in fact, he even enjoyed it. It made him clearly aware that he wasn't in a dream, that everything was real, that he was really with Jing Yitong, and that he was kissing Jing Yitong.
Fang Xin then moved his right hand, which was originally wrapped around Jing Yitong, up to caress the back of Jing Yitong's head, and then gently pushed him towards himself with his palm, deepening the kiss.
Encouraged, Jing Yitong pressed Fang Xingu against the door that had just been closed, holding his body tightly as if he wanted to become one with him. He probed into Fang Xingu's snow-white teeth and exchanged breaths with him, their lips and tongues entwining, making a blush-inducing, wet sound.
"Hmm..."
Fang Xin felt as if Jing Yitong was draining all the air from his lungs, and his body was trembling slightly, yet he still couldn't bear to let go of Jing Yitong even for a moment, and excitedly responded to Jing Yitong's passionate kiss.
After kissing for several minutes, Jing Yitong finally released Fang Xingu. Both of them were breathing heavily. Jing Yitong noticed that there was still glistening saliva on the corner of Fang Xingu's lips. He couldn't tell if it was his own, Fang Xingu's, or both of theirs.
He couldn't resist leaning in and licking Fang Xin's lips, cleaning up the saliva and leaving new marks.
Fang Xingu hadn't felt it when they were kissing, but now, with Jing Yitong constantly licking him, he could clearly feel the soft touch and the burning temperature of Jing Yitong's tongue. Even the sound of the water left behind was so clear that Fang Xingu felt like he was about to catch a fire.
He braced himself against Jing Yitong's shoulder and called out, "Brother..."
As if finally sensing Fang Xingu's slight trembling, Jing Yitong let him go. He wiped the water from the corner of Fang Xingu's mouth with his thumb, pulled him into his arms, and patted his back reassuringly: "Sorry, did I go a little too far?"
Fang Xingu nestled in Jing Yitong's arms, and followed Jing Yitong's patting on his back to regulate his breathing. It took him a while to calm down.
He rested his head against Jing Yitong's neck and shook his head honestly: "No, I like it."
Jing Yitong laughed a few times. Because the two were pressed together, Fang Xin could even feel Jing Yitong's chest vibrating.
Jing Yitong hugged him and said, "Do you know what I was thinking when I saw the light coming through the crack in the door outside our house just now?"
Fang Xingu tilted his head, his hair brushing against Jing Yitong's chin, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
Jing Yitong felt itchy from head to toe from being rubbed, and hugged him, saying, "I was thinking, the only people who know the password to this house are my parents and you, but my parents are abroad these days, so could it be that you came? But then I think I'm just daydreaming. Beijing and Guangzhou are two thousand kilometers apart, why would you suddenly come to find me?"
Fang Xingu smiled and hugged him back: "But I came anyway."
“Yes, at first I thought I was hallucinating because I missed you so much,” Jing Yitong said with emotion. “Thank you, Xin Gu. I haven’t been this happy in a long time.”
The two embraced each other quietly, enjoying this tender moment.
Fang Xingu had never felt time pass so quickly. After having dinner together, the two watched TV together for a while, but Fang Xingu couldn't remember what they were watching, because every now and then Jing Yitong would grab him and kiss him a few times, making him almost dizzy.
The kiss was very serious and gentle at first. Jing Yitong just caressed his lips and traced the shape of his lips with the tip of his tongue, as if he were tasting some delicacy. But it changed later. Jing Yitong kissed him fiercely and urgently, as if he wanted to eat him up. It made him breathless.
Fang Xin felt that both of their bodies had obviously changed. He was no longer a child and knew that the current state made it very easy for things to go wrong. Although it was understandable that something might happen between them since they were now legal boyfriends and fiancés, Fang Xin still chickened out at the last minute and sent Jing Yitong to take a shower to cool off.
Jing Yitong knew that they shouldn't fast-forward to this point on their first day together, so he smiled and pecked Fang Xingu a few more times before going to take a shower.
Fang Xingu felt his lips were numb and painful. He looked in the mirror and found that his lips were indeed swollen, with several small cuts from being bitten by Jing Yitong.
He rubbed his lips with amusement, thinking to himself that it was no wonder Jing Yitong was Jing Quan Quan's father.
After a while, Jing Yitong came out after taking a shower. He walked into the guest room openly and looked at the bed that Fang Xingu had made himself that afternoon. Then, under Fang Xingu's questioning gaze, he picked up Fang Xingu's favorite pillow and said, "I put it in the master bedroom."
Although it wasn't the first time they'd shared a bed, today felt different. Fang Xingu asked somewhat awkwardly, "What if I want to sleep alone tonight?"
Jing Yitong hugged him and kissed him twice more, her tone almost like she was being coquettish: "Don't sleep alone. Don't you want to sleep with your boyfriend tonight? I've been thinking about it for a long time."
Fang Xingu felt like he was being hugged by a large dog. His mind went blank, and before he could think, Jing Yitong pulled him into the master bedroom by the hand. When he came to his senses, Jing Yitong had already stuffed him into his bed.
Am I being too blinded by lust?
Lying in Jing Yitong's bed, being held tightly in Jing Yitong's arms, Fang Xingu thought to himself.
Oh well, so be it. Anyway, the person in question is Jing Yitong, so I won't hurt him.
But when Jing Yitong leaned in to kiss him for the umpteenth time today, Fang Xingu finally couldn't hold back anymore. He covered Jing Yitong's mouth and pushed him back.
A kiss is fine, but what if I have a reaction later?
Fang Xin said sternly, "Teacher Jing, you still have filming tomorrow."
Jing Yitong sighed and could only kiss Fang Xingu's palm. After Fang Xingu withdrew his hand as if it were burning his hand, he hugged him tightly again and complained, "So annoying, this must be the day I least want to go to work in my life."
Fang Xin adjusted to a comfortable position in his embrace: "Get some rest. I saw your schedule. You need to start makeup at 5:30 tomorrow. If you close your eyes now, you can still get four hours of sleep."
Jing Yitong shook his head: "The thought of not seeing you for a full fifteen hours tomorrow makes me not want to sleep. Can you come visit me on set tomorrow?"
Fang Xingu looked at him, struggling to squeeze out a hand from between their pressed bodies, and pointed to her lips, which were ravaged beyond recognition: "Am I supposed to visit the set with lips like this?"
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Author's Note: This is what the Kiss Monster looks like [droopy-eared rabbit head]
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