093 | (Ninety-two) Can I kiss you now?
"What does it look like when it blooms? Is it pretty?" When people are in an awkward situation, they tend to talk more and make more small movements. Xie Qingyan scratched her palm with her fingernails, fidgeting and trying to find something to say.
"It looks great."
Su Xingmao turned his head back and stared into her eyes without moving, lost in thought.
"Really? I'll definitely check it out next year," Xie Qingyan replied awkwardly.
“I mean, you’re very beautiful,” he corrected clearly. “The bellflower is blue, just like your eyes, very beautiful.”
Xie Qingyan straightened up, and his heartbeat stopped abruptly.
A buzzing alarm went off in my head.
Xie Qingyan belatedly wondered, was this... flirting with her?
Su Xingmao had unknowingly moved closer to her, his fingers brushing aside the girl's wind-blown hair. The scent of citrus wafted in the air, and his breath caught for a moment.
She smells wonderful.
It has always been a faint fragrance, like snow water, gently and soothingly, seeping into the heart and lungs.
His fingertips were only an inch away from the girl's cheek. He looked down at her full, slightly parted lips, his forehead almost touching hers. It was a distance where he could kiss her if he lowered his head.
He restrained his urge to touch her and softly called her name: "Yan Yan".
"Huh?...Wh...what are you doing?"
Xie Qingyan stammered, not quite realizing that she had accepted being called such an intimate nickname by Su Xingmao.
“You…” Su Xingmao held his breath and composed himself. Compared to her nervousness, he asked naturally, “Can we kiss? Kiss me.”
A hot breeze blew in, making Xie Qingyan's face burn. He was angry and indignant: "Why should I kiss you?"
"So, Yan Yan—" the boy said slowly, "do you want me to kiss you?"
He was so close, his breath on my face felt like waves of fire, crackling and scorching my heart.
"Bullshit!" Xie Qingyan glared at him after his words were misinterpreted, pointing at the stack of test papers with her finger, feigning righteousness: "Have you finished your test papers? All you think about all day is this."
Publicly displaying lewdness in broad daylight is going too far.
He sighed, raised his finger to rub his temples, and said helplessly, "I'm sorry, I can't concentrate when you're next to me."
"Who are you trying to fool?" Xie Qingyan didn't believe her. "I wasn't here just now, and you were writing just fine."
Su Xingmao leaned back comfortably, smiling gently: "Xie Qingyan, how did you know I wasn't thinking about you just now?"
Su Xingmao pulled out the draft paper that was stacked under the layers of exam papers.
Her name was hidden among the densely packed characters.
She suddenly fell silent.
"Anyway... no..."
Xie Qingyan snatched the draft paper from his hand, crumpled it into a ball, and deftly tossed it into the trash can, destroying the evidence.
She initially intended to refuse outright, but after glancing at the potted plant, her heart began to stir with desire. Her mind raced, and she changed her tone: "—However, if you beg me to strip naked and model for me, I'll consider it."
My thoughts were out of control and ran off on their own.
...
As soon as the words were spoken, they both fell silent.
"Damn it, that was too fast!" Xie Qingyan wanted to slap himself.
Art students have an almost instinctive sense for pursuing beauty. Having seen Su Xingmao's great physique after taking off his clothes, this wasn't the first time she had considered having him as a nude model.
But... I didn't expect to find the right moment and blurt it out!
Isn't this blatantly telling Su Xingmao that she has been coveting his abs for a long time?
Xie Qingyan, who is usually thin-skinned, is now burning red with embarrassment, giving off a sense of social death.
This is outrageous! In broad daylight!
Reject her quickly!
Xie Qingyan's heart pounded in her throat. She cleared her throat, trying to save face: "Well, I was just kidding. If you don't want to, then—"
"Yan Yan".
His thin eyelids arched slightly as he smiled faintly, revealing a half-moon shaped eyebrow beneath his eyes: "I have no reason not to."
Long, beautiful hands in the sunlight, starting from the neck and moving downwards.
As the boy's Adam's apple bobbed, he unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, revealing his strong, muscular body. His well-defined abdominal muscles were fully exposed to her eyes, and his fair skin shone brightly in the sunlight, glowing with a healthy pink hue.
Xie Qingyan stared intently at Su Xingmao.
Subconsciously, I wondered how she should mix this color.
A large amount of titanium white, mixed with a small amount of permanent yellow and deep vermilion to create a flesh color, with a touch of rose red to create a pinkish-white base tone, and a touch of ultramarine to create shadows in the recessed areas of the texture where the light does not reach, with cobalt purple and emerald green mixed into pure white, and a touch of cool-toned purplish-blue, like the continuous strokes of tree branches, to simulate the undulating veins of blood vessels.
As she looked at him, her brain became a palette, automatically coloring that layer of skin.
Xie Qingyan swallowed hard, seemingly unaware of the difference between a person and a painting; both were equally vibrant and beautiful in their own way.
Her top fluttered to the ground, and Su Xingmao gently patted his thigh, gesturing for her to come forward.
"Now."
His hand, with its clearly defined veins, tensed up, and his long fingers touched his crimson lips as he waited patiently.
"Can I kiss you now?"
Xie Qingyan shuffled forward, stalling for time, glancing at his neatly dressed black trousers: "...No, you haven't finished taking them off yet, there are still your pants."
She asserted matter-of-factly, "You have to take your clothes off."
“The rest.” Wu Nong’s eyes were fixed on her. Su Xingmao’s tone was slow and his movements were long. His fingers slowly and deliberately pulled off the belt, as if he wanted her to be able to accurately capture every detail: “I thought Yan Yan would prefer to take it off herself.”
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