Chapter 47 Luo Xiaoran's Kiss Arrives...
Chapter 47
Luo Xiaoran was teasing him.
Chu Xingli bit her tongue piercing lightly and came to this conclusion.
But he wasn't angry; he just felt a little embarrassed.
“Clatter.”
Luo Xiaoran turned off the ambient lighting.
The bedroom instantly turned pitch black.
Chu Xingli blinked, thinking that Luo Xiaoran was probably tired.
Although somewhat disappointed, Chu Xingli thought that he couldn't let his selfish desires cause trouble and burden for Luo Xiaoran.
“…Goodnight,” Chu Xingli said softly.
He slowly turned over, facing the outside of the bed, with his back to Luo Xiaoran.
It's only a little past nine, not quite ten. If you listen closely, you can still hear staff talking outside. Zhao Anyu and Chen Xuanqi are arguing quietly, and Sister Lu is laughing while watching videos.
The two of them finished washing up in the room and prepared to go to sleep.
...Compared to everyone else, it really stands out a bit.
Suddenly, a soft laugh, like that of someone coaxing a child, reached my ears:
"Is Hugba unhappy?"
Chu Xingli sometimes really wondered if Luo Xiaoran could hear his innermost thoughts.
Otherwise, how could they have such a precise understanding of his psychological state?
Thinking this to herself, Chu Xingli knew it was impossible, but she still curiously said a few words to Luo Xiaoran in her mind.
Let's see if he can hear us.
—I'm a little unhappy, but kissing would make me a little happier—
—If you can hear what's in my heart, kiss my left cheek—
—Can't you hear me? Haha, I knew I couldn't hear you—
After Chu Xingli finished speaking in her mind, she secretly glanced at Luo Xiaoran's movements out of the corner of her eye.
As one might expect, he didn't receive a reply from Luo Xiaoran regarding his innermost thoughts.
Chu Xingli felt speechless and wanted to laugh at her own childish behavior.
Do you really think you'll develop some kind of superpower after a car accident?
Seeing that Chu Xingli had been quiet for so long without saying a word, Luo Xiaoran patiently called out to him again, "Hug me?"
Chu Xingli then came to her senses: "...Ah? No, I'm not unhappy."
"Are you happy?" Luo Xiaoran asked.
Chu Xingli was slightly taken aback.
It's when someone frequently asks you the simplest question—whether you're happy—that you're most likely to find感动 (a feeling of being moved/touched) in the little things of life.
And Luo Xiaoran seems to have been doing this all along.
She cared so much about his feelings and was concerned about his joys and sorrows.
"I wasn't very happy either," Chu Xingli replied truthfully, unwilling to disappoint Luo Xiaoran's sincerity.
He seemed quite satisfied with Chu Xingli's performance.
Luo Xiaoran's tone carried a hint of praise for the child: "Hugs are very honest."
He paused for a moment, as if giving Chu Xingli time to react, before continuing, "So, should we kiss?"
Guided by him, Chu Xingli nodded obediently without thinking: "Yes."
He lay on the pillow, and as he nodded, his stray hairs brushed against the pillow, making a soft rustling sound.
When Luo Xiaoran returned to his room, he had already drawn the curtains.
It was pulled so tight that almost no light could be seen.
Chu Xingli could only sense Luo Xiaoran's presence through his breathing.
Behind me, the sound of fabric rubbing together drew closer.
Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiaoran placed his warm, large hand on Chu Xingli's shoulder.
Before she could even exert any force, Chu Xingli was flipped over by the pressure of Luo Xiaoran's palm.
Lying on your back.
It was a very convenient position for Luo Xiaoran to bend down and kiss him.
Based on past experience, Luo Xiaoran could already imagine Bao Bao's expression at this moment.
It was a very lovely scene.
At first, I would bite my lip awkwardly, wondering if I should loosen up a bit.
After a while, softened by the romantic atmosphere, she would become more generous and take the initiative to put her hand on the back of his neck.
Luo Xiaoran propped himself up on his elbows, leaned down, and skillfully touched Chu Xingli's lips, following his muscle memory.
"Buzz—Buzz—"
The vibration of the phone interrupted their almost impending closeness.
"!!!"
Chu Xingli subconsciously pushed away Luo Xiaoran's shoulder, hurriedly looked away, and reached for her phone.
"...Where's my phone?"
He wasn't wearing glasses.
Chu Xingli felt that she was a bit stupid.
In such a dark room, even with glasses, he couldn't see anything.
While searching with wild thoughts, Chu Xingli's fingers were suddenly grasped.
The next moment, the slightly cool-edged phone was placed in his palm.
"……Thanks."
Luo Xiaoran didn't speak, and sat silently next to him.
The two people who were just clinging to each other and about to kiss suddenly became so polite when they parted.
Chu Xingli gave a helpless smile and looked at her phone screen.
It was Zhao Changye's call.
He had previously told Zhao Changye that he could contact him if he needed anything.
It's not late now, he just went to bed early.
By the light of her phone screen, Chu Xingli could almost feel her chest heaving violently from the corner of her eye due to her rapidly beating heart.
He calmed himself down and answered the phone.
"Mr. Chu, have I disturbed you?"
Luo Xiaoran lay back down on the pillow and sighed dejectedly.
...I'm sorry to bother you.
Chu Xingli, of course, was unaware of the thoughts of the person next to her, and replied with a smile to Zhao Changye, "No, I won't bother you."
Luo Xiaoran had carefully turned off the microphone and the fixed camera in the room.
Therefore, Chu Xingli didn't need to worry about anyone overhearing her conversation with Zhao Changye, and calmly chatted with Zhao Changye for a while.
"Knock knock".
Chu Xingli ended the call and had just put down her phone when she heard a knock on the door.
He sat up again, ready to get out of bed.
Fearing that Chu Xingli might accidentally bump into something sharp, Luo Xiaoran said first, "I'll turn on the light."
Chu Xingli didn't argue with him and sat quietly for a while.
The moment the light was turned on, Chu Xingli felt as if she could vaguely see a sense of loss in Luo Xiaoran's eyes.
"Knock knock knock".
The faint, cautious knocking continued intermittently, but without stopping.
Chu Xingli didn't have time to delve into Luo Xiaoran's thoughts before walking over and opening the door.
It's Lin Ning.
He looked very unwell.
"Ah, Xingli, are you all getting ready for bed?"
Realizing she might have disturbed Chu Xingli and Luo Xiaoran's rest, Lin Ning frowned apologetically, "I'm really sorry, I didn't know. I'll go now, you two go to sleep."
“You’re not asleep yet, it won’t delay us.” Chu Xingli grabbed his wrist.
Just as he turned around to find a coat, Luo Xiaoran walked over and draped his own coat over his shoulders: "Put on your coat before you go out."
...It smells so good.
This was Chu Xingli's first thought after being wrapped up tightly in Luo Xiaoran's coat.
Lin Ning helped him straighten his clothes and whispered, "Zhu Ji is asleep. I came out to chat with you, but I didn't expect you to be getting ready to sleep."
"Are you... feeling unwell?" Chu Xingli raised her hand and gently touched Lin Ning's abdomen, not daring to say the word.
Lin Ning shook her head, patted her belly, and laughed: "You seem to care more about this little guy than I do."
Chu Xingli didn't know why she paid special attention to Lin Ning's various reactions during her pregnancy.
It's like... he felt he would experience it later and was preparing to learn in advance.
How did you experience it?
Who did he go through it with?
Luo Xiaoran?
absurd.
How could that be?
Chu Xingli shook her head, dismissing the unrealistic idea.
Lin Ning felt that Chu Xingli was not in a good state, so she immediately gave up the idea of chatting with him and urged Chu Xingli to go back to his room to sleep.
Chu Xingli couldn't persuade him otherwise, besides, she was still thinking about... some things that were a bit too embarrassing to discuss openly.
After repeatedly telling Lin Ning to get some rest, Chu Xingli returned to her room, took off Luo Xiaoran's coat, hung it up, and crawled back into bed.
Turn off the lights.
The room darkened again.
Chu Xingli, however, harbored a faint sense of anticipation.
He had a feeling that Luo Xiaoran would bring up the topic of how they had just been interrupted...
"Want to kiss again?"
Luo Xiaoran had a firm grasp on Chu Xingli's psychology.
I know that even if the little lion really wants to, he'll be too embarrassed to say it.
She then took the initiative to speak up and ease his embarrassment.
Chu Xingli was extremely surprised by how well Luo Xiaoran understood her.
As soon as Luo Xiaoran finished speaking, he reflexively turned around and asked, "How did you know?"
The next second, Chu Xingli's face suddenly turned red.
……Hold.
Why did you have to say what was on your mind?
Luo Xiaoran's kisses are always different.
Sometimes gentle and tender, sometimes fierce and aggressive.
Chu Xingli awkwardly stuck out her tongue, determined to learn his kissing skills.
But suddenly he heard Luo Xiaoran whisper in his ear—
"Hugs, do you want to set off fireworks?"
Since being discharged from the hospital, Chu Xingli has been busy figuring out how to balance work and life in her current state.
I don't really care that much about my personal needs.
Therefore, Chu Xingli did not understand what Luo Xiaoran meant when she first heard his words.
After a moment's pause, he suddenly realized what was happening.
My ears and cheeks were burning hot.
“…No, I won’t let you go,” Chu Xingli stammered. “That’s too presumptuous. We’re not familiar with each other.”
Setting off fireworks is something that only couples can do together.
However, Luo Xiaoran understood Chu Xingli's feelings at this moment and could guess that Chu Xingli's hesitation was due to shame, not disgust.
Moreover, he was stronger than Chu Xingli.
As a result, Chu Xingli could only watch helplessly as Luo Xiaoran set off a fireworks display for him.
Fireworks are fleeting.
Chu Xingli wiped away her uncontrollable tears with the back of her hand and quickly took a shower in the bathroom.
After changing into a new set of pajamas, Chu Xingli, with conflicted and conflicted feelings, snuggled comfortably and refreshed into the covers.
Luo Xiaoran quickly tidied up Chu Xingli's clothes and the fireworks.
I went to the bathroom to wash my hands and then lay back down on the bed.
"Hugs, goodnight, sweet dreams."
Chu Xingli remained silent, tightly closing her eyes and trying to remain calm as she drifted off to sleep.
He tried to ignore his still slightly trembling fingers and refused to speak to Luo Xiaoran.
The result of kissing and setting off fireworks was... Chu Xingli slept very well.
I almost never have nightmares.
She even seemed to have a shameful erotic dream.
—Luo Xiaoran, you're eighteen today, do you want to do it with me?—
The boy in my dream had a smile on his face, but his words were so radical that they made me blush.
"!!!"
Chu Xingli suddenly woke up with a start, and took a long time to catch her breath.
A layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.
...The voice that said those words was his.
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