Chapter 21 I Want to Kiss You
"I was just passing by, but you, Teacher Sheng, seemed to have made me cry."
Sheng Han chuckled softly, and the low laugh seemed particularly seductive in the empty corridor: "It's okay, she will be full of life again tomorrow."
His overly familiar tone was like a very thin thorn, gently pricking Shi Qing.
She felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Sheng Han had been observing her quietly, and naturally did not miss the fleeting look of strangeness on her face.
He took a step forward, closing the distance between them, and lowered his voice.
"Besides, I'm afraid her crying isn't entirely because of me." He looked at her with a burning gaze, hinting, "It's more because...she lost to Teacher Shi, and she's not convinced, right?"
Shi Qing's eyes suddenly widened.
This person is really good at making excuses!
"How could it be because of me!" She blurted out in a fit of rage, "I think she obviously likes you, and that's why you made her cry!"
As soon as she said it, she regretted it.
She said this as if she cared a lot.
She remembered that morning when she woke up in his arms and heard the vague murmur of "qing qing", and her heart sank uncontrollably again.
Could it be... that the person calling was Ji Qingyao?
Sheng Han took in all her subtle expressions, approached her again, and said in a deep voice, "But, I don't like her."
"Oh." Shi Qing lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the emotions in her eyes, but her tone betrayed her disbelief.
Sheng Han looked at her stubborn look and felt angry and helpless.
This week, apart from him taking the initiative to contact her, the girl didn't send a single word.
He hurriedly finished his work at the company and wanted to fly back to give her a surprise, but she had already run away to Anluo City.
Sheng Han pressed his tongue against her cheek impatiently, reached out and gently pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.
"Shi Qing, look at me."
Shi Qing bit her lower lip and raised her eyes reluctantly, meeting his deep eyes, feeling annoyed.
What does it matter to her who he likes? Maybe his feelings for her are just a spur of the moment impulse.
As soon as Sheng Han met Shi Qing's eyes, which were filled with stubbornness and grievance, the anger in his heart instantly subsided.
He softened his voice and patiently explained, "Don't overthink it. Her mother and my mother are good friends. We've known each other since childhood, but I've never had any other feelings for her. She doesn't really like me either. She's just unwilling to accept it."
"How do you know she doesn't like you?" Shi Qing muttered softly.
Sheng Han was amused by her stubborn look, so he took another big step forward, and his tall figure completely enveloped her, forcing her into the corner.
Shi Qing subconsciously stepped back, and her back instantly touched the cold wall tiles, leaving her with no way to retreat.
The next second, a big, hot hand wrapped around her waist.
The heat from his palm penetrated the thin fabric and burned directly onto her skin.
Shi Qing was wearing a short top today, and her fair and delicate skin was easily exposed at the waist when she moved. His broad palms were almost touching her skin, and his fingertips with thin calluses gently stroked it.
With just this one move, Shi Qing trembled all over and became limp.
The chaotic images of our skin-to-skin contact flashed through my mind uncontrollably...his scorching body temperature, his strong arms, and the heavy breathing beside my ears...
"Shi Qing." Sheng Han leaned over, his low, hoarse voice sighing helplessly in her ear, "I really don't know what to do with you."
The warm breath sprayed on her sensitive earlobe, causing a shudder.
Shi Qing was completely enveloped by his unique aura, even closer and more dangerous than the last time he blocked her backstage during the "Hidden" roadshow.
She was completely drowned in this ambiguous atmosphere, and her momentum instantly weakened.
But this is the hotel corridor. Although there are not many people here at the moment, it is still a public place after all.
Shi Qing was both afraid and shy. She stretched out her hands and gently placed them on his solid chest. Her voice was soft and tender, as if she was acting like a spoiled child: "Too... too close. It's not good if someone sees us!"
Sheng Han looked down at her.
The person in his arms had a rosy face, a pair of watery eyes looking at him timidly, and her red lips glowed alluringly under the light.
He had endured it for too long.
"Qingqing." He spoke in a hoarse voice, as if declaring, but also as if asking for her permission, "I want to kiss you."
Before Shi Qing could react, his slightly cool thin lips had already pressed against hers, and the strength in his hands also tightened.
The kiss was light and ended instantly, but it ignited a prairie fire between the two.
Our breaths intertwined and our hearts beat like thunder.
Shi Qing's heart almost jumped out of her throat. This time, she used both hands to push him hard.
"Sheng Han, there are surveillance cameras!"
Sheng Han bent over, buried his head in her neck, and sprayed his hot breath on the side of her face, trying to calm the clamoring desire in his body.
He chuckled softly, his voice full of fondness: "It's okay, I'll ask them to delete it later."
Oh, yes, she almost forgot that he has shares in this hotel.
"Qingqing." He called again softly.
When will you like me?
In the end, he couldn't say the second half of the sentence, and it only turned into a trace of bitterness in his heart that no one knew about.
"Hmm?" Shi Qing was also trying hard to control her disordered heartbeat and forced herself to calm down.
"My wound hurts."
Shi Qing couldn't stand the tough guy's sudden coquettishness.
Sheng Han had already stood up and kept some distance between them. His deep eyes, filled with a hint of grievance and resentment, stared at her.
"Where does it hurt?" Shi Qing immediately became nervous.
Only then did she notice that there were several clear scratches on Sheng Han's right wrist, which was now slightly purple.
"Ji Qingyao caught him." Sheng Han said with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"Let's deal with it. It's best to detoxify it." Shi Qing pulled his wrist, frowning.
I felt the tension when I saw them acting together just now, but I didn't expect them to actually start fighting.
This minor injury was nothing to Sheng Han, but he was enjoying her nervousness at the moment.
He was obediently pulled by Shi Qing to the lounge next door.
Li Zhe received the news that his brother Han was "seriously injured" at the script reading meeting. Thinking that something serious had happened, he rushed over with a medical kit.
As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the scratches on Sheng Han's wrist that didn't hurt at all, and Li Zhe's eyes instantly became extremely complicated.
The corners of his mouth twitched. Is this still the brother Han who could endure a broken leg without saying a word or changing his expression?
However... when he saw Shi Qing carefully holding a cotton swab and treating Sheng Han's wound with a distressed look on her face, Li Zhe felt that everything made sense.
The person I've secretly loved for years is finally by my side, looking at me with such gentle eyes...
Forget it, he should go out and breathe some fresh air.
It’s really unbearable to look at Brother Han like this.
He closed the door and could still vaguely hear the conversation coming from inside.
"Does it still hurt?"
"It hurts~"
Li Zhe shuddered all over.
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