037 | (Thirty-six) I want to make love to you
Its sweet taste fills the mouth and teeth, making the whole body feel soft and numb.
My dazed mind began to return slightly.
Xie Qingyan thought to herself, "He even asked her before if she liked being kissed, but it's clearly Su Xingmao who likes kissing her, isn't it?" No matter how indifferent she pretended to be, she got so excited over a kiss, her heart was pounding out of control, and it felt like it was about to jump out of her chest.
With his limbs relaxed, Xie Qingyan felt somewhat relieved. His stiff back softened, and even his pushing motion became lighter without his notice.
But... something hot and hard suddenly pressed against her lower body, and the alarm sounded again. Xie Qingyan's heart immediately jumped into her throat.
How disgusting! He actually got an erection so openly? This is a school!
The heat clung to her lower abdomen, causing her dark blue school trousers to bulge out in a rounded shape.
What a shameless lecher!
Her slender body bent like a willow in his arms. She wanted to escape from him, but Su Xingmao immediately released Xie Qingyan. The long kiss ended, and both of them were breathing heavily and their faces were flushed.
Their eyes met, and they all looked away.
Xie Qingyan felt disgusted, fearing he would get involved with her again. Su Xingmao, on the other hand, felt a burning sensation in his ears, his earlobes turning bright red, somewhat unwilling for her to see.
He seemed to finally realize that this was not a suitable scene for kissing, so he let go, took a step back, and said with lowered eyes, "I'm sorry."
The sound, like a swing, drifted into her ears.
"What's the use of apologizing after a kiss?" Xie Qingyan said angrily, stomping her foot in frustration.
Su Xingmao remained silent, not moving even when the evening self-study bell rang. He stood rooted to the spot, raising his head without a word, gazing at her with a deep, unfathomable look.
He didn't speak.
The surroundings were even quieter. Summer was coming to an end, but the cicadas still chirped incessantly, their calls echoing loudly.
"What are you still standing here for? Didn't you hear the class starting?" she snapped, ordering him to leave.
“You can…” Su Xingmao closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, then opened them again to calm his mind: “Hit me.”
"I'm going to class now, please don't hit my face yet, okay?" He looked calm, not like he was joking.
Xie Qingyan punched the cotton.
"..." He already said that.
Xie Qingyan didn't hold back and slapped him in the throat.
The sound was crisp and clear.
The school doesn't allow manicures, but before the start of the semester, she secretly got a translucent nude pink manicure, reminiscent of the character Zhen Huan. Her nails were also made full, round, and glossy. However, some of her fingers were worn down to sharp edges, scratching the skin and drawing a trail of blood.
Su Xingmao felt no pain, only a buzzing in his ears, his heart pounding rapidly in his chest, and blood rushing uncontrollably to a swollen area in his lower abdomen, causing his nerves to tremble slightly.
He paused briefly during his exhalation, and it seemed he became even harder.
This was bad; he had to spend more time forcing himself to calm down.
He remained motionless, like a wooden statue, as if deep in meditation, letting her vent her pent-up anger.
Xie Qingyan was dissatisfied and used his hands. She jumped up indignantly and stomped on his feet several times. Her shiny leather boots turned his clean white sneakers into black, patchy footprints.
Xie Qingyan felt that his mission was accomplished, and, satisfied, clapped his hands and said, "Please get out of here."
"Xie Qingyan." Su Xingmao took a step forward, then turned back and called to her.
Xie Qingyan impatiently brandished her claws: "What?"
He solemnly warned, "Don't get too close to Zheng Hui."
Su Xingmao looked at Xie Qingyan, his pale pink lips turned cherry red from being sucked, glistening with a thin sheen. His clean white teeth bit down on the cherry with annoyance, squeezing out not sweet juice, but two cold words: "Why?"
Xie Qingyan rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "I can play with whoever I want, what right do you have to tell me what to do?"
"He wants to teach you to smoke."
Oh, what a high-sounding reason.
If it weren't for the fact that this man in front of her had said he wanted to have sex with her, then it would certainly be a huge sin.
"Tch, you want to have sex with me? Su Xingmao, what are you pretending for? You're much worse than him." Xie Qingyan couldn't stand his hypocritical behavior and was contemptuous of him.
"sorry."
I thought he would refute me, but instead he apologized.
However, there was little sincerity involved.
Su Xingmao's gaze was intense. Under the dim light of the wall lamp, the creases of his eyelids were clearly visible, and his dark eyelashes framed his eyes, which shone brightly: "I still want to make love to you."
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