012｜(Eleven) Kiss
The constellation Mao acts faster than it speaks.
Before Xie Qingyan could react, an irresistible force slammed his back against the door, his spine taut.
In the cramped space between the arm pressing down on Su Xingmao and the door panel, even breathing became thin.
He was too close; as he moved back and forth, I could smell the refreshing, deep scent of orange blossom and lemon on him.
It rushed into the nasal cavity in an overwhelming manner.
"what are you up to--"
The words stopped abruptly, the voice cut off. Xie Qingyan's shoulders were tightly held, and her chin was firmly gripped by his well-defined fingers, making it impossible for her to move. Su Xingmao held his breath and stared at her for a few seconds before his two thin, pale pink lips hesitated and fell.
Xie Qingyan stared wide-eyed, turning her head to try and hide.
His finger bones tightened and sank into his flesh, making the veins on the back of Su Xingmao's hand even more prominent, with smooth lines rising on his pale skin. He used force to turn her face back to the center.
He forced her to look at him.
He met her beautiful, delicate features, her eyes like dark mist, unfathomable.
She watched helplessly as Su Xingmao's eyelashes were half-closed, his warm breath falling, his straight nose brushing against her chubby cheeks.
Thin lips landed squarely on Xie Qingyan's lips, a bitter taste emanating from his slightly parted lips and teeth, a coffee-flavored kiss that pressed down unexpectedly.
He forcefully poured the bitterness of his long-term insomnia into her mouth.
This lunatic couldn't sleep in the middle of the night after drinking coffee and came to her to act crazy.
What serious illness has Su Xingmao suffered from? Xie Qingyan was furious! She kept pushing and hitting his chest.
Due to the height and body size difference caused by his picky eating habits in childhood, Xie Qingyan was frustrated to find that he could not move him at all.
That's outrageous.
Especially during the shoving, I accidentally touched his abdomen. Through the thin shirt fabric, my fingertips touched his well-defined muscle lines. It's no exaggeration to say that the thin muscle texture covered his broad bones, slightly bulging, like a green bamboo covered with a lush and supple vine.
Full of heat and vigor, solid and powerful.
Su Xingmao looked at the thin, frail body and wondered how he could have abs. Was it from starving himself? Xie Qingyan speculated maliciously.
He immediately denied it, but an inappropriate image popped into his mind: a basketball league from his first year of high school.
Su Xingmao has a calm personality and has never been enthusiastic about group activities. The only time he appeared as a substitute, he scored the highest score in the game. His running, jumping and shooting in that game made the audience in the stands scream.
Countless mornings, she would sleepily open the curtains at the second-floor window and vaguely see him running around the hillside—which became the reason Ms. Xie Jinyu attacked her for being lazy.
He is athletic.
Xie Qingyan's hand accidentally touched his waist and abdomen; she only wanted to push him away.
This caused Su Xingmao to hunch over slightly, as if avoiding her touch, and retreat slightly without leaving a trace, but her lips refused to part even a little.
However, Su Xingmao's kiss was extremely awkward and immature. Clearly, he was not very good at kissing, and he didn't even know how to stick out his tongue. He just stubbornly pressed his lips to hers, and their soft lips overlapped. He held a warm cotton candy in his mouth, but he didn't lick or bite it. He just lightly pecked at it, exchanging body heat.
Even their breathing was far more ambiguous and lingering than a kiss, leaving only their breaths mingling.
Out of the corner of her eye, Xie Qingyan even saw a blush creeping up his ears.
What? I thought this guy was so great for daring to kiss her, but he seems to be just a half-baked guy. He dared to mess with her like that last time, but now he's dodging when I touch his abs. He's probably just putting on an act!
Aroused by her competitive spirit, Xie Qingyan drew upon her extensive reading experience and proactively extended a soft tongue to gently lick his lips. It was just a light touch, like a dragonfly skimming the water, but the effect was immediate.
The lychee red flesh visibly spread further, extending behind the ears and along the sides of the face, the handsome, fair profile bathed in a vibrant glow.
Xie Qingyan felt smug and became even more determined in his thoughts. What's with the pretense, Su Xingmao!
His Adam's apple bobbed up and down, and the pressure on his lips eased for a moment.
Su Xingmao's half-closed eyelashes trembled, like butterfly wings fluttering.
The lips that were originally just touching each other, when her tongue withdrew, instinctively opened their mouths to follow her, not wanting her to escape.
Xie Qingyan pressed her advantage, no longer pushing away the boy's five fingers pressed against his chest. Instead, she grabbed his collar tightly and pulled him down, forcing Su Xingmao to lower his head. In an almost provocative manner, she looked up and took his tongue into her mouth, raising her eyebrows and sucking on it.
Su Xingmao suddenly let out a soft gasp. He tasted the carrot slice with teeth marks from many years ago, chewed it, and it burst with a clear, sweet juice in his mouth.
He desperately wanted to swallow it, to swallow it whole. Just like before.
The tongue that had been retreating suddenly became assertive, invading her mouth and hooking onto her bold and mischievous pink tongue. The two fish out of the water intertwined.
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