Chao Youye's body suddenly stiffened! The arm around Mu Xinrong's waist unconsciously tightened again. He still tilted his head, but his chin gently rubbed Mu Xinrong's wet head.
It was an extremely subtle, almost instinctive soothing gesture.
"Hmm..." A very low and hoarse response came out from Chao Youye's tightly pursed lips like a sigh, carrying with it a strong, lingering fear.
In the empty swimming pool, only the gentle sound of rippling water could be heard. Golden sunlight filtered through the dome, casting a shadow on the two people hugging in the corner of the deep water.
Chao Youye lowered her eyelids slightly, her gaze fixed on Mu Xinrong's arm wrapped around her waist and back. That arm was pale, carrying the strength of a young man, yet now it held him tightly, with complete dependence.
His stiff body relaxed little by little and very slowly in the warm embrace and the warm breath on his neck.
The fear and coldness that penetrated deep into the bone marrow seemed to be quietly dispelled by the warmth of this embrace.
He hesitated for a moment, and finally, the hand that had been tensely placed at his side with slightly white knuckles slowly raised, with a barely perceptible hesitation and trembling, and gently and extremely restrainedly placed it on Mu Xinrong's arm that was hugging him.
Cold and warmth blended quietly on their touching skin. Water droplets slid down their hair and bodies, gathering into small puddles on the poolside tiles, reflecting the golden sunlight above.
Mu Xinrong felt that Chao Youye's breathing seemed to become a little steadier in the crook of her neck, and her frantic heartbeat gradually returned to a slightly heavier rhythm.
He secretly raised his wet eyelashes and looked at Chao Youye's graceful jaw and slightly sliding Adam's apple that were close to him.
"Chao Youye..." He called softly, with a bit of grievance in a spoiled tone.
"Hmm?" Chao Youye's voice was still low and hoarse, but it lacked the extremely tense and cold tone from before.
"In the water..." Mu Xinrong's voice became even softer, with a kind of hidden shyness and curiosity, "...you... kissed me?"
The fingertips of the hand covering his arm curled up almost imperceptibly.
Chao Youye was silent for a few seconds. Just when Mu Xinrong thought he wouldn't answer, or would coldly deny it—
"Breathing air." He answered briefly, with a deliberately maintained calmness, but his voice was a little hoarse than before.
His gaze was still fixed on the rippling water in the distance, as if stating an objective fact.
Mu Xinrong keenly caught the faint blush spreading quietly around his ears, although it was mostly covered by his wet black hair.
Mu Xinrong couldn't help but bury his face deeper into Chao Youye's neck, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he smiled secretly and silently.
He rubbed the cold skin contentedly, like a little animal that had stolen honey.
Chao Youye's body stiffened again, but she did not push him away.
The hand covering Mu Xinrong's arm moved its fingertips slightly, and finally just gripped his wrist more tightly with a silent confirmation.
In the empty corner of the swimming pool, in the silence where no one can see, the cold water is gradually warmed by each other's body temperature.
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