Chapter 50 Chu Xingli was kissed until...
Chapter 50
"……Mirror."
Chu Xingli repeated Luo Xiaoran's words.
He wasn't sure what the point of repeating that sentence was.
But aside from that, Chu Xingli really didn't know what else to say to ease the current awkwardness.
But Luo Xiaoran was very accommodating; upon hearing him repeat it, he even chimed in, "Yes, a mirror."
Chu Xingli: "..."
...Help! Brother, please stop talking.
Fortunately, the room was relatively dark, so it was impossible to see Luo Xiaoran's expression clearly.
Chu Xingli realized that he was simply burying his head in the sand, but he still forced himself to act as if he were being natural.
"Hug wants to ask what this mirror is for?"
Luo Xiaoran usually pretends well, but he is actually full of bad intentions. He loves to see Chu Xingli trying to save face but also feeling awkward and shy.
However, he certainly wouldn't do anything to him if a hug wasn't allowed.
They genuinely wanted to answer the other party's questions in detail.
In that moment of bewilderment, Chu Xingli did indeed want to ask.
But I don't want to anymore.
The full-length mirror is placed on the ceiling; its function is already obvious.
Even though Chu Xingli had no memory of what she had done with Luo Xiaoran.
But based on his years of reading novels and comics, he's seen it all and can guess pretty accurately.
There's no need to confirm it again from Luo Xiaoran's words; it would only make things more embarrassing.
"No, no, I don't want to ask," Chu Xingli denied three times in a row, and then changed the subject, saying, "I've been busy for most of the day, I'm a little tired and want to sleep."
As he spoke, he took off his coat and made a move toward the bathroom, intending to escape and take a shower first.
It's better to be anywhere than here.
Chu Xingli admitted that her answer sounded like she was trying to hide something.
However, this was the most appropriate thing he could say at that moment.
"Be careful not to twist your ankle." Luo Xiaoran grasped his wrist.
He has deliberately kept the lights off since he entered the house.
Hug has always loved dark and mysterious places since she was little.
As a child, I felt scared but also curious.
During puberty... she would rush up and hug Luo Xiaoran's shoulders and back, kissing him passionately and awkwardly.
When Luo Xiaoran closed the bedroom door, he did indeed naively make this assumption.
I imagine if Hugs would really be like she was when she was eighteen, bravely but clumsily rushing towards me...
He will definitely catch them in his arms.
Then, while kissing him, she told him that she really missed him.
However, judging from the current situation...
Imagination is ultimately just imagination.
“Clatter.”
Luo Xiaoran raised his hand to turn on the indoor light, and pursed his lips bitterly.
Unrealistic fantasies, like dreams, should be shattered by our own hands under the light.
Only then can one stop indulging in wishful thinking so easily.
He walked to the window and drew back the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in.
Chu Xingli narrowed her eyes and, with perfect understanding, turned off the bedroom light the moment Luo Xiaoran drew back the curtains.
The two of them remained silent.
Luo Xiaoran quietly left the room, leaving Chu Xingli, who was dizzy and had a headache, alone in the room in a daze.
Or rather... trying to recall memories of Luo Xiaoran.
The feeling of mental blankness was too intense.
Chu Xingli couldn't do it, and her body became increasingly uncomfortable.
*
Back in his own bed at home, Chu Xingli slept very well for several nights in a row.
After spending two nights with Luo Xiaoran, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable sleeping alone now.
To put it bluntly, the second after the lights were turned off, Chu Xingli was thinking—
Luo Xiaoran lingered with him for several minutes that night, giving him a goodnight kiss.
"call……"
Chu Xingli rubbed her eyes and sat up.
After a while, he wanted to check the weather outside, so he simply lifted the corner of the blanket and stepped barefoot onto the floor.
I walked to the window and drew back the curtains.
Achoo!
Chu Xingli has been in poor health since childhood, especially compared to Luo Xiaoran, the two have very different physical conditions.
Whenever the seasons change, Chu Xingli inevitably catches a cold, which can sometimes even lead to fever and hospitalization.
Luo Xiaoran, on the other hand, is quite strong. This is partly due to his natural physique and partly due to his regular exercise.
Most of the time, he would also drag Chu Xingli along to exercise.
If Chu Xingli dared to say "no," Luo Xiaoran would carry him back to his room with a smile and choose another way to exercise for him.
Chu Xingli struggled even with Luo Xiaoran on a normal day, let alone with the coach's buff.
Therefore, whenever Luo Xiaoran asks him to do stretching exercises with him, Chu Xingli, who has learned his lesson, will immediately spring up and run to Luo Xiaoran's side to report, no matter what official business he is dealing with.
Chu Xingli, of course, did not remember any of this.
He only remembered feeling incredibly weak. After sneezing, he quickly grabbed a coat and put it on.
After washing up, Chu Xingli picked up her phone to check the time, then casually tossed it back onto the bed, intending to go out and get a glass of water.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the bedroom door, she saw Luo Xiaoran's tall and slender figure.
Chu Xingli secretly sighed that youth is indeed a wonderful thing.
Luo Xiaoran is only two years younger than him, but his energy level seems to be twenty years ahead of his.
She was radiant and full of energy, her unkempt, loose hair gleaming with a pale golden light in the sunlight.
He stood with his back to the living room in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing a loose-fitting dark black martial arts uniform with gold trim, practicing Tai Chi in the morning sun.
A visually pleasing scene.
Broad shoulders, long legs, powerful punches, and a great-looking waist...
Stop!
Chu Xingli shook his head vigorously, feeling utterly disgusted by his absurd idea.
It must be because I read Phoenix Comics last night and messed up my brain.
Just as Chu Xingli was silently struggling with her inner thoughts, Luo Xiaoran had already begun to withdraw his power.
After exhaling and relaxing, she turned around and found Hug standing in the living room, staring blankly at her with a head of messy hair.
"Hugs, wake up! So early, hugs are great," Luo Xiaoran greeted Chu Xingli with a smile. "Good morning."
Chu Xingli blushed.
...Will I be praised even for waking up early?
"Good morning," Chu Xingli looked away, turned and walked towards the kitchen, asking casually, "What would you like to eat for breakfast?"
Luo Xiaoran has been cooking for the past few days.
He just picked up his chopsticks and started eating, which was actually a little embarrassing.
You should also help them prepare breakfast, just as a token of appreciation.
Otherwise, it really wouldn't make sense.
The Filipino maid, Dongli, strolled over with the well-fed boxing champion. The two cat faces, one black and one white, looked up at Chu Xingli at the same time, meowing softly.
"Meow~"
The boxing champion, influenced by the frozen pear, became both well-behaved and sweet, tilting his little head to the side.
Chu Xingli's heart was completely melted.
He bent down, scooped up the two little ones with both hands, and gently scratched their chins.
Frozen Pear lay comfortably in Chu Xingli's arms, pulling the boxing champion along as they relaxed, stretching out their soft paws.
Luo Xiaoran certainly wouldn't let Bao Bao do anything.
He followed Chu Xingli into the kitchen and skillfully began preparing breakfast.
Chu Xingli sat down on a chair to pet the cat and casually asked, "What day of the week is it today?"
Before leaving the room, Chu Xingli checked her phone to make sure it was today's date, but she forgot about it in the blink of an eye.
He hated his terrible memory these days, but what was more important at the moment was knowing what day of the week it was.
The moment Luo Xiaoran heard Chu Xingli ask that question, the smile on his lips froze.
Wednesday.
It was the date Pei Jianian sent to Chu Xingli, the date of his return to China.
In fact, Luo Xiaoran had been restless since early this morning, and felt absent-minded no matter what he did.
That's why I changed my clothes and went to the balcony to practice Tai Chi, which helped me calm down a bit.
“Wednesday.” Luo Xiaoran had no reason to lie to him, and answered calmly.
Chu Xingli simply said "Oh," without any further reaction.
Luo Xiaoran glanced at him several times, hoping against hope that he was just asking casually and that there was nothing special about the day, such as picking someone up from the airport.
However, Luo Xiaoran's hopes were completely shattered after breakfast.
Chu Xingli ate a few bites of food hastily, then put down the frozen pear and the boxing champion that were squatting on his lap, and went into the dressing room to change his clothes.
When she came out again, she looked like she could go straight to Fashion Week.
Chu Xingli straightened his collar and hair in front of the full-length mirror in the living room, then squatted down to pet Er Gou, who was rubbing against his calf, before picking up his coat and walking to the front door.
"Hugs, are you going out?"
Luo Xiaoran's question sounded like he already knew the answer.
After all, Chu Xingli had already put on her coat and was standing at the door, waiting to push it open and go out.
But he still had to ask that question before he was satisfied.
Hearing Luo Xiaoran's voice, Chu Xingli turned around.
"Yes, I need to go to the airport."
Luo Xiaoran slowly tightened his grip on the water glass.
……Airport.
Ultimately, we still need to go to the airport.
"What's wrong?" Chu Xingli noticed that Luo Xiaoran's mood seemed a bit off.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Luo Xiaoran, who had been sitting on the sofa in the living room just a moment before, strode over.
He placed his hands on Chu Xingli's shoulders and looked down at him quietly.
Chu Xingli looked back at Luo Xiaoran in confusion, wanting to ask what was wrong, but there was no chance to speak.
"What... um?"
Chu Xingli was forcefully pushed against the wall.
The back of his head rested against Luo Xiaoran's warm palm.
Her slightly parted lips were fiercely seized, along with her newly replaced tongue piercing, which was occasionally sucked and tugged forcefully by Luo Xiaoran's canine teeth, causing a strange sensation in her heart.
Chu Xingli felt a little pain from the kiss.
He frowned slightly, raised his hand to stroke Luo Xiaoran's broad back, parted his lips slightly from Luo Xiaoran's, and asked gently, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"
Luo Xiaoran was startled for a moment by Chu Xingli's comforting gesture, and a warm feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.
"I'm sorry." Luo Xiaoran gently kissed the tip of Chu Xingli's nose and apologized softly.
Chu Xingli didn't understand where this apology came from, and asked in bewilderment, "Why are you apologizing?"
Luo Xiaoran was always honest with him: "I scared you."
Chu Xingli laughed: "What did you mean by scaring me?"
The kiss was quite comfortable.
Luo Xiaoran looked down at the fixator on his ring finger, and wondered in his mind what the chances were that if he "accidentally" fractured his finger again, Hua would accompany him to the hospital.
"Hugs, I don't want to be separated from you. The airport has witnessed too many partings and regrets."
...Don't want to part? Regret at the airport?
What does that mean?
Chu Xingli was still in shock from the deep kiss she had just experienced and hadn't come to her senses.
Her gaze as she looked up at Luo Xiaoran was slightly dazed.
That doesn't make sense.
Luo Xiaoran gripped Chu Xingli's nape again, forcing him to raise his head and forcefully kissing his already reddened lips.
This time it didn't hurt; instead, it was so gentle it made me blush.
Chu Xingli looked helplessly at Luo Xiaoran's face, which was so close to hers, and tears welled up in her eyes.
...He hated himself for being so pathetic as to cry every time he kissed someone.
However, in her dazed state from the kiss, Chu Xingli suddenly understood Luo Xiaoran's intention.
He exerted a little force, signaling Luo Xiaoran to release him first.
Luo Xiaoran obediently did as instructed, standing meekly in front of Chu Xingli like a puppy that had done something wrong, waiting to be scolded.
Chu Xingli leaned against the wall, feeling weak all over, and took a couple of breaths.
Then, panting slightly, she raised her head, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, looked at Luo Xiaoran, and asked with sincere eyes:
"Do you want to come with me to the airport to pick up my dad?"
Luo Xiaoran: "???"
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