Chapter 54 Fang Minzhou: ? ...
Fang Minzhou: ?
Wang Kan glanced at her, then glanced at her again.
Fang Min's mind started to race again. When her mind was racing, she became irritable and resentful. Wasn't Wang Kan supposed to be the most shameless person? He was all lovey-dovey on the phone, but now he was acting all awkward.
"I really didn't mean that..." Wang Kan reiterated, his attitude serious, not wanting Fang Minzhou to misunderstand.
Fang Minzhou remained silent.
Even without Wang Kan explaining, she knew what he meant, and she didn't have that thought either, even though they were alone in a hotel room at the moment.
But Fang Minzhou didn't like Wang Kan's special explanation.
She first encountered the word "making/sex" in elementary school because of a poem, "Stopping the carriage to admire the maple forest at dusk." The teacher was explaining it on stage, and some boys in the audience were secretly laughing, for which they were reprimanded by the teacher.
After class, she learned what had happened and blushed, finding those boys disgusting. Later, during her more chaotic adolescence, similar incidents occurred many more times.
Fang Minzhou initially thought these people were criticizing love and sex, but later realized that they were actually yearning for or even eager to try it. If that was the case, why did they always use such offensive descriptions?
"Sitting in love" means "because of liking," and "making love" also means "because of love." In English, it is also "love."
But these questions couldn't be asked of teachers or classmates or discussed openly like questions, so she could only ponder them silently on her own.
Now, Fang Minzhou has figured out some issues, but others remain unclear.
She knows that she doesn't always practice what she preaches. For example, she doesn't think that dating early is wrong, but she doesn't dare to date early. But now that she and Wang Kan are officially dating, they've held hands and kissed, so further physical contact is a natural progression, and she doesn't reject it.
She has basic physiological knowledge; she knows this is an objective physiological reaction. Similarly, she knows how to protect herself and respect her own feelings.
I'm still afraid.
Fang Minzhou had all sorts of fears, but when she thought about how the boys never worried, she felt that her fears were unreasonable.
The more Wang Kan explained, the more she felt that... whether or not to have sex was decided by his will. She hated being shy, not only because she was worried about losing face and being embarrassed, but also because in everyone's eyes, a girl's shyness and passivity were taken for granted.
From the day her consciousness sprouted horns, she began to question herself and the world, even though she still followed a predetermined path.
Her throat was dry. Fang Minzhou patted the sofa next to her, gesturing for Wang Kan to sit down. After Wang Kan sat down blankly, she took a deep breath: "Do you know how... to do it?"
“…Huh?” Wang Kan was completely stunned, her voice barely audible.
Fang Minzhou's heart was pounding in her chest, but she forced herself to look directly at Wang Kan.
Wang Kan opened his mouth, his face flushed and he felt dizzy. Was he going to say that he knew or he didn't?
If he said he knew, he didn't know much either, since he hadn't... but if he said he didn't know... why would Fang Minzhou ask him this question?
No one spoke, and the only sound in the room was the movie.
In the slightly awkward silence, Fang Minzhou glanced at the screen again. Coincidentally, two characters in the movie were also chatting.
“If you… want to,” she looked back at Wang Kan and spoke again, because this was what she wanted to say to him, “you need to find out beforehand…”
Wang Kan's system crashed.
After my consciousness slowly returned, I breathed softly, still finding it hard to believe.
He thought... girls would be very reluctant to talk about these things, and Fang Minzhou's family was so strict, and she herself was a coward who dared not have a relationship too early. Although he remembered that their first kiss was actually initiated by Fang Minzhou, it was just a first kiss...
But in a flash, amidst Fang Minzhou's evasive yet ever-present gaze, Wang Kan suddenly understood something more: the pity he demanded of himself was respect, or perhaps arrogance, while in Fang Minzhou's view, they were equal collaborators facing a task that needed to be completed together.
Wang Kan's heart was pounding wildly. He stared intently at Fang Minzhou, "...And what about you?"
"...What about me?"
"...How much do you know?"
"..."
Fang Minzhou avoided Wang Kan's increasingly direct gaze, paused for a moment, and then slowly turned back, "So I will also try to understand..."
My blood and qi surged, and our noses were almost touching.
Fang Minzhou's breath brushed against his face as she spoke, and Wang Kan realized that he had unknowingly moved closer to her. She leaned back on the sofa armrest with apparent composure, her clear eyes serious and stubborn, making his deliberate attempt to maintain distance seem like a self-deception.
Because they were going to watch a movie, only a small light was left on in the room. The dim light made their desires, like flickering shadows, flow silently over each other. They looked at each other intently, as if they had never seen each other before, filled with a primal and boundless curiosity and impulse.
Wang Kan couldn't resist any longer, and he lowered his head to give Fang Minzhou a quick and light kiss on the lips.
Fang Minzhou didn't move, only her eyelashes trembled.
He could hear nothing more, not even the rapid beating of his heart. Wang Kan leaned down once more and kissed Fang Minzhou's soft lips. He felt Fang Minzhou's hands tensely pressed against his chest, but slowly relaxed and opened, embracing him.
Their bodies, clad only in thin clothing, pressed intimately together, soft and hard. Wang Kan didn't know what Fang Minzhou was feeling, but he was going crazy.
The surging desires had only one outlet: kissing. I don't know who opened their mouth first, perhaps it was just an instinct when they couldn't breathe. Because we had kissed many times, the sound of our sucking was like playing a thrilling and fun game of chasing waves.
The air conditioner was running quietly, and she was still sweating. The massage started from her shoulders and moved down to her waist. In her drowsy state, they both jolted. Fang Minzhou opened her blurry eyes and saw Wang Kan looking at her, equally panting, with an embarrassed expression.
The scorching heat mingled, but no one dared to move.
Fang Minzhou snapped out of her daze and placed one hand on the back of Wang Kan's hand.
She calmed her breathing, carefully, like a gently rippling sea, with Wang Kan as a small white paper boat moored on her.
Wang Kan's hands were bigger than hers, with prominent joints and veins, and they were also rougher. When they held hands, the temperature from his palms was always very high, but it was never like now, as if a branding iron would leave a mark just from touching them.
Fang Minzhou found it amusing to see Wang Kan's Adam's apple bobbing forcefully, but she couldn't actually laugh. She tried hard to control herself, afraid that he would feel her heart pounding.
Her other hand also reached under the hem of her dress.
"Hiss..." Wang Kan gasped, his back arching involuntarily. He leaned down and kissed her neck, as if seeking some kind of comfort. His breathing was amplified in her ear. Fang Minzhou lowered her eyes and dared not say anything.
She touched the muscles of Wang Kan's abdomen and back, inch by inch, hard, contracting and relaxing sensitively with her rapid breathing. They were very different from her body, and she found them somewhat novel. She couldn't help but glance at Wang Kan.
Wang Kan gritted her teeth: "...Fang Minzhou, how dare you?"
"...Didn't you touch me first?" she retorted.
Then she saw a dark and ambiguous emotion flash in Wang Kan's eyes, like a street lamp in a stormy day. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of threat: "Don't think I'm a good person."
"t...I don't think so."
Wang Kan smiled and said, "So you think I'm a bad person? Women don't love men who aren't a little bad?"
Fang Minzhou thought the sentence was really corny: "I'm not a good person either."
The kiss landed again.
He took a quick, gentle lick, not daring to kiss for too long, because he knew perfectly well that something bad would happen if he continued. He wasn't ready for the test, and Teacher Fang certainly wouldn't let him pass.
He felt like he was drilling wood, pressing and pressing, just when he felt he was about to drill through, he suddenly pulled away.
They stared at each other for a moment. He swallowed hard, straightened up, and Fang Minzhou slowly sat up from the sofa as well. Her long hair slipped down her shoulders. She found the hair tie she had lost during their intimacy in the corner of the sofa, lowered her head, and retied her ponytail, revealing the smooth nape of her neck.
Wang Kan cursed under his breath and sprang up from the sofa.
Fang Minzhou watched as Wang Kan inexplicably spun around in place before saying, "I'm going to the bathroom," followed by the sound of running water. Realizing what had happened, Fang Minzhou blushed and turned up the TV volume.
The movie is nearing its end, and Fang Minzhou is completely unable to continue the story.
She also had a physiological reaction, not just a simple blush or a racing heart like before, but something more mysterious and intimate. She sat on the sofa, quietly feeling the tangible love flowing from her body.
The sound of water in the bathroom lasted for a long time, so long that Fang Minzhou felt Wang Kan was seriously wasting resources. By the time he finally came out of the bathroom, the movie was long over.
She turned the room lights back on. Wang Kan stood at the bathroom door, seemingly both close and far away. After a few seconds of eye contact, he touched his neck and walked over with a sheepish grin.
Fang Minzhou smelled a faint fragrance, probably the scent of hand sanitizer.
The sofa next to me sagged softly.
The tenderness and beauty of the past moments, like this fragrance, lingered around them subtly.
The movie is over, some of the food we bought has been eaten and some has gone cold, we kissed and touched each other...
"Let me help you pack your luggage," Fang Minzhou said.
"No need," Wang Kan's voice was still a little hoarse. "I can take care of it myself later."
That woman is so heartless. We were just kissing and hugging, and now she's kicking me out.
Wang Kan found another movie to play.
Fang Minzhou: "..."
The movie ended up being used as background music.
Fang Minzhou sat on the edge of the bed and helped Wang Kan fold clothes. He had brought a lot of clothes, but he hadn't worn any of them and couldn't possibly wear them all. When asked why he had brought so many, he stammered and couldn't answer. Finally, he said that he brought them all because he didn't know what to wear.
In the end, it still turned out to be short sleeves and casual pants.
Fang Minzhou shook the wave-patterned shirt in her hand, then looked at Wang Kan and sighed, "How can you be so narcissistic..."
"I'm not narcissistic..." Wang Kan tried to explain that he wanted to look handsome in front of Fang Minzhou, but she mocked him, which made him a little angry, and he reached out to snatch the shirt back.
Fang Minzhou objected, "So, have you ever worn this dress?"
"……not yet."
Fang Minzhou blinked: "Why don't you put it on and let me see?"
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