Yuzuru's sleeping face was unusually peaceful. His eyes, which were usually always smiling, were closed at this moment, and his long eyelashes cast a small shadow on his face.
His breathing was even and steady, and he looked like he was sleeping soundly.
Xia Mei couldn't help but reach out and gently trace his features with her fingertips—from his handsome brow bone to his high nose bridge, and then to... his slightly upturned lips.
“Nan-jun…”
She muttered to herself, her voice as soft as a whisper in the breeze, recalling the scene of being bullied and begging for mercy last night, and felt both ashamed and angry.
But looking at the handsome face so close to his, a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind—
"Now...it's my turn, isn't it?"
The little princess's mischievous side kicked in, a sly glint in her eyes. She cautiously leaned closer and gently kissed Yuzuru's Adam's apple, then, like a cat stealing cream, stuck out her tongue and licked it.
The movements were gentle yet carried a hint of bold probing.
"......"
Yuzuru's breathing visibly faltered, breaking his previously even rhythm, but his eyes remained tightly closed, as if he were still immersed in a "deep sleep".
Seeing this, Xia Mei became even bolder.
Her hand, like a nimble fish, slid down silently, her fingertips tracing circles on her firm abs, feeling the tight muscle lines, and then moving downwards...
"Natsumi..."
Yuzuru suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse from the early morning, "Do you know you're playing with fire?"
Natsumi Kosaka was startled, like a thief caught red-handed, her heart leaping.
But soon, she raised her chin, tilted her head innocently, a sly glint in her eyes, and smiled slightly, revealing a seemingly harmless smile: "How could that be? I just think that Nan-jun is much more restrained than I imagined."
She had completely forgotten how she had begged for mercy the night before.
Immersed in their own little pranks.
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