Chapter 25 His fiery, burning lips descended, kissing her directly…
It was already past 7 p.m. when I returned to No. 7 Dongpu Lane from Qin Shengtian's house.
As soon as she entered the door, she heard Chen Xiulian calling her from the living room, "Mianmian is back?"
After a whole day of bright sunshine, the ground was completely dry and clean.
The small lights in the yard came on, their warm yellow light filtering through the floor-to-ceiling glass doors and blending with the bright white lights in the living room.
Bright and warm.
Xin Mian smiled, her two dimples shining brightly, "Yes."
"Grandma, I'm back."
She pushed open the door and handed the things in her hand to Chen Xiulian, "Grandma, Uncle Qin asked me to bring these back for you."
"It's their own homemade garlic sauce."
Chen Xiulian took off her reading glasses for watching TV, smiled, and opened the lid of the glass jar, releasing the aroma of garlic.
"Old Qin's cooking is pretty good, it smells delicious."
Qin Shengtian's parents own a restaurant, and their homemade garlic sauce is sure to taste great.
Chen Xiulian chuckled as she put the lid back on, then got up and put the things in the kitchen.
Xinmian washed her hands, told her what was going on, and then went upstairs to take a shower.
Around 8 p.m., she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and immediately saw the phone screen on the table light up.
I picked it up and saw that it was that Yuncheng number again, without any notes.
[Mianmian, did you have fun outside?]
You've been gone for two months now, when are you coming back to visit?
A single glance at it instantly shattered my cheerful mood.
These messages were like death knells, constantly reminding her that no matter where she went, how far she traveled, or how long she was away, she would eventually have to return to Yuncheng.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
When I opened my eyes again, I coldly deleted both messages.
Not wanting to let her mood be affected any further, Xinmian decided to find something to do.
It's already the end of August, and the new kindergarten semester will start in a few days. She went downstairs to the small living room on the second floor to organize the things she might need for her new semester's art class.
During her work-study period in college, Xin Mian worked as a painting teacher for children, so she has some experience in this field.
Thinking about preparing some small gifts for the children for the first class, she picked out a few DIY ornaments she had made online before.
After finishing all that, I also tidied up the paintbrushes that hadn't been washed and the drawing paper that hadn't been organized from the previous days.
When Chi Yu returned to the second floor, this was the scene that greeted him.
Under the bright lights of the living room, she sat on the carpet, wearing lounge shorts and a loose blouse, her long, straight, porcelain-white legs crossed and bent.
Her black hair was loosely tied into a bun, with a few strands falling down onto her shoulders. The loose neckline of her blouse couldn't hide the large expanse of soft skin on her thin shoulders and collarbones.
Next to the sofa were several of her finished drawings. She was scribbling on blank sheets of paper with a pen, as if it were a pastime when she was bored.
Relaxed, light, and beautiful.
Chi Yu's eyes darkened suddenly, and his Adam's apple bobbed heavily. "Xin Xiaomian, are you free?"
He suddenly spoke, and Xin Mian was clearly startled, her whole body jolted as she quickly turned around.
She saw him leaning against the wall, his dark eyes fixed on her.
She was a little confused, but still answered honestly, "...I'm free, what's up?"
Chi Yu strode over, knelt on one knee in front of her, and whispered, "Draw."
Xinmian: ? ? ?
So sudden.
The man's strong, powerful hand grabbed her arm, pulled her up from the carpet, and pressed her down onto the sofa.
Then she stood up straight and began to take off her clothes.
Xinmian: !! !! ???
"...What are you doing?"
Before she could even ask the question, Chi Yu had already deftly taken off his shirt, his long, well-defined fingers lifting the elastic waistband of his pants as if to pull them down.
She didn't care about anything else, grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with shock, her mind screaming like a groundhog.
"Chi Yu! What are you doing!"
Chi Yu answered matter-of-factly, "Drawing, of course. Aren't I supposed to be your model?"
"Nude model".
Xinmian's pupils trembled.
"Who said that?"
She held his hand tightly, her cheeks flushed red, whether from nervousness or shyness, she couldn't tell.
"You're drawing me, so you don't need me to be your model?"
Chi Yu frowned slightly, a hint of confusion flashing briefly in his eyes, before quickly returning to normal.
"Or are you shy?"
He already understood.
He misunderstood before, but since things have come to this point, there's nothing wrong with continuing down the right path.
Xin Mian blushed completely. "I was seriously drawing."
She could paint even without him present, so why did it sound so colorful coming from his mouth?
The girl's palm was soft, but at this moment she pressed down on the back of his hand with all her might. Feeling the warmth from her palm, Chi Yu's eyes darkened even more.
"Xin Xiaomian, I'm talking about serious painting."
He took a half-step towards her without making a sound, his tall figure enveloping her.
He said, word by word, "Even if you take off all your clothes, you can still paint properly."
"Why are you thinking the wrong thing?"
Having been falsely accused, Xin Mian couldn't argue with him at all, and only dared to mutter a timid curse, "Shameless..."
Chi Yu smiled, "Haven't you ever painted for models before?"
"...I drew it."
Did the model take off her clothes?
"...Take it off."
After answering one question after another, Xin Mian realized what was going on and quickly added, "Just taking off my shirt!"
The pants are still there.
"Oh," he replied lazily, his gaze fixed on her, "would you like to give it a try?"
"Try what?"
"Try drawing a completely nude figure."
He leaned down, his deep voice carrying a melancholic allure, his warm breath sending a small shiver down her neck.
Like a cheetah setting up traps in the jungle, waiting for the rabbit to step into them without realizing it.
Xinmian swallowed nervously.
She should have walked away, but her feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.
In college, she joined the art club, but the club had limited funds and could not afford to hire a model who was willing to be completely nude.
Therefore, during her four years of university, she only drew pictures of women with their tops off, and never drew any explicit pictures.
Hearing Chi Yu say this now, my curiosity has been piqued to its peak.
Want to give it a try?
Her gaze slowly moved downwards, scanning every inch of his upper body, watching as his V-line and the veins on his waist and abdomen stretched down, eventually disappearing into his black waistband.
Their hands were being held down above their waistbands.
But at some point, it changed from her pressing down to him pressing down.
His large, warm hands covered her tightly, as if he would grab her hand and pull down her waistband at any moment.
Xin Mian belatedly realized that Chi Yu's muscles seemed even more ferocious compared to the last time she saw him.
She blurted out, her mouth moving faster than her brain, "...You went to the gym?"
He curled his lips into a smile, a strange light gleaming in his dark eyes. "Are you satisfied?"
Xin Mian looked away as if she had been burned, and pulled her hand back. "Put your clothes on first."
Chi Yu lazily lifted his eyelids to look at her, "Just draw it like this."
"you..."
Xin Mian was shy and blushed, her neck turning red. But in that instant, she suddenly remembered what Qin Shengtian had said on WeChat a few days ago.
She pursed her lips, steeled herself, and asked directly, "Chi Yu, are you trying to seduce me...?"
As soon as he finished speaking, silence fell over the surroundings.
The two stood face to face in the light from the floor lamp on the sofa, their shadows stretched out on the floor.
Chi Yu took another step forward, pinning the person down until they had nowhere to retreat and slumped onto the sofa.
He leaned down, his long arms braced on the sofa, completely surrounding her.
Seeing her flustered little expression, he silently curled his lips into a smile.
"You're so smart, you got it right."
"Xin Xiaomian, I'm seducing you."
Xinmian: !!!
She looked up in disbelief, only to meet the man's deep, dark eyes.
It was as if some powerful and straightforward emotion was being laid out, inch by inch, and displayed nakedly before her eyes.
In just a few seconds, she couldn't stand Chi Yu's direct gaze. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed him away and staggered back to her room.
Before she could close the door, Chi Yu took a long stride and easily caught up with her.
He gripped the doorknob tightly in his hand, turned around, and closed the door.
With a "bang," she was slammed against the door.
Like the night I picked up the package, but it was far more unsettling than that night.
"Chi Yu! You... um..."
Before he could finish speaking, a large, kind hand covered his mouth.
In his haste, Xinmian's broken voice turned into warm steam, which dampened his palm.
He looked at her calmly, "Tonight won't be as easy to explain as that night."
"We both live on the second floor now. What will Grandma think if she comes up and doesn't see me?"
Xin Mian's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her chest, and she could only manage a few soft "uh-uh" sounds in his arms.
He released her hand, but his arm slowly moved down, gripping her wrist and pressing it directly against his waist and abdomen.
He led her, inch by inch, along the muscles of her waist.
Incidentally, a conclusion was reached.
"Xin Xiaomian, you like my body."
The man's body was hot and strong, and his male hormones were like the flames of an erupting volcano, almost burning her.
Xin Mian swallowed shamefully, too guilty to answer him.
She remained silent, but her eyelashes trembled with nervousness, and not only her cheeks, but all her exposed skin turned pink.
She felt both shy and secretly thrilled that she could now make love to him in her dreams, a thrill that had previously been a dream come true.
Chi Yu looked down at her, scrutinizing every reaction. As he gripped her hand and traced the veins near her abs, he finally "kindly" spoke up.
"It's okay if you don't paint tonight."
"...Really?"
“Really,” he nodded seriously, but the strength in his hand did not lessen in the slightest, “but you have to get familiar with it first before you can draw it well.”
"...ah?"
"Have you forgotten?" He leaned down, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I said I would keep drawing until I was satisfied."
In the midst of intense tension, Xin Mian finally recalled what he had said earlier.
She looked at him, on the verge of tears, and said, "Chi Yu, you're so scheming..."
It turns out they dug a pit and were waiting for her here.
"Yes, thank you for the compliment."
He was so thick-skinned that he was impervious to arguments; Xinmian couldn't win against him.
Just as he was about to pull her hand to the elastic waistband of his pants, he used all his strength to pull his hand back, resorting to delaying tactics.
"I'm sleepy! I'm sleepy!"
"...I'm sleepy..."
"We'll talk about painting later..."
She slipped out from under his arm without a care, as if a wild beast was chasing her, and quickly hid under the covers.
Silence fell over the surroundings.
The blanket blocked out the sound, and her body tensed up. She wasn't even sure if she had heard the door open and close just now.
She lay there like that for almost 10 minutes, but she couldn't hold it in any longer and carefully peeked out a crack.
Her big, bright eyes had just peeked out from under the covers when they were caught off guard by the man's deep, dark eyes.
Xin Mian's heart skipped a beat, and just as she was about to hide back under the covers, Chi Yu's hand reached out.
His large, warm palm landed on the top of her head, gently rubbing it, his voice deep and magnetic.
Good night, sweet dreams.
After saying this, he actually got up and left the room.
The sound of the door closing brought Xin Mian back to her senses, and she buried herself back under the covers, her face flushed.
My heart pounded wildly for a long time.
Until the early hours of the morning, she could no longer stay awake and finally managed to shut off the chaotic thoughts in her mind and close her eyes tightly.
As her consciousness faded into darkness, she frantically ran through the dream, only to suddenly collapse into a warm and strong embrace.
Before she could even see the person in front of her clearly, her eyes were covered.
The next second, his burning lips descended and kissed her directly.
As their lips touched, their breaths mingled and melted, and she smelled that cool yet familiar scent emanating from him.
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Author's note: Chi Yu, look what you've done to your wife! [doge emoji]
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