"Why did you suddenly... kiss me!"
Wen Mo stared wide-eyed, clutching his chest, and covered his cheek with his other hand, gently touching the water stain on his face, which seemed to still carry a faint smell of saliva.
It's sweet.
"Is it not allowed?" Xia Lian tilted her head slightly. She had seen couples on the street doing this, kissing each other on the cheek all the time, and thought it was normal.
"It's not that it's impossible, but..."
Wen Mo blushed, his whole body turning into a boiled tomato, as if steam was rising from his head, and he dared not look at the girl.
It was so sudden that he didn't have time to react.
I'll never forget the electric shock feeling on my face just now; it was tingling, and it felt like there was also the softness of my tongue.
My heart was beating louder than I expected, but to be honest, aside from being quite surprised, I was genuinely happy.
Did I do something wrong?
"...No, you did it right. Keep up the good work next time." Wen Mo took a breath, forcing himself to calm down, and reached out to gently stroke the girl's face.
"You did it right." Xia Lian squinted her eyes slightly, like a cat nestled beside him.
Wen Mo gently bit her lower lip until her mind was completely calm.
"This is the first time I've ever been kissed by a girl."
Upon hearing this, Xia Lian suddenly looked up, her innocent eyes staring straight at her.
This is the second time.
"Huh?"
...
If you were to use one thing to describe a love between two people who are mutually attracted, then a piece of paper would be the most fitting.
Feelings are like the barrier created by this piece of paper. With just a little effort, you can break through this barrier and embrace the person you want to embrace.
"Sometimes I really get too happy."
After arriving home, the idiot lying on the sofa let out a long sigh. The flames in his heart had been ignited time and time again, and this time they finally flared up and became a raging fire.
Love is an art of mutual affection.
This is probably one of the top three happiest things that has happened to him since he was born. Wenmo is a very devoted person. Since he is in a relationship, he should be looking forward to marriage.
However...
Hearing the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, Wen Mo swallowed hard, subconsciously swatting away the wicked thoughts in his head and quickly shaking his head.
Living with someone you like and becoming boyfriend and girlfriend is something that only happens in novels and comics.
Wen Mo held his breath, reached out and pinched his thigh. The pain from the excessive force distorted his expression, but it also put him at ease.
Everything before my eyes is real.
About twenty minutes later, the bathroom door was gently pushed open, and a pair of small, white, rosy feet stepped out in slippers, accompanied by a cloud of steam.
Xia Lian wiped her long hair, seemingly a little nervous. She rubbed her little feet together in her slippers from time to time, recalling everything that had happened that day, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks.
"See? I made you take a bath for so long, your face is all red." Wen Mo sat down to the side, patted the spot next to him, and gestured for her to sit down.
Xia Lian pursed her lips, lowered her head, and carefully tiptoed closer. She was very petite, and her oversized pajamas occasionally revealed glimpses of her fair skin.
Her fair neck, flesh-colored waist, and rosy little feet—everything about her was so captivating.
Once you take that step, it's for life.
Wen Mo closed his eyes, trying hard not to think about those thoughts unique to adolescence. Because he truly liked Xia Lian, he respected her in every way, keeping his eyes from wandering and his hands from touching her indiscriminately.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Lian gently wiggled her little feet and rubbed her hair. Her face, which had just been bathed, was flushed.
Perhaps unable to bear the ambiguous atmosphere, Wen Mo coughed twice, stood up, smiled, and patted her head, "Let me help you dry your hair. I'll go get the hairdryer."
Hearing this, Xia Lian nodded obediently, glanced back, and found that Wen Mo had left the sofa. He tapped the edge of the table with his fingers from time to time, took out a hair dryer with a cord wrapped around it from the drawer, but his eyes showed that his mind was not on the hair dryer, and he was obviously thinking about something else.
"Come on." Wen Mo plugged in the power.
"Um."
A warm breeze blew up from above her head. It was very comfortable to have someone help her dry her hair after a shower. Xia Lian sat upright in front of Wen Mo, her body swaying gently in comfort.
"It feels just like always."
Wen Mo sighed, his hands still moving, feeling that the atmosphere was probably no different from usual, and he would do the same things as always.
There was no real sense of interaction, nor any unexpected feeling of estrangement.
I've heard that couples tend to be more cautious after they start dating, treating each other with utmost respect. Fortunately, this isn't very noticeable on my end.
"It seems like living like this for the rest of my life wouldn't be so bad..." Wen Mo murmured.
Suddenly I found myself a little funny. When I first met her, I thought living together was a bad thing and I was vehemently against it. But now that we've been together, I've changed my mind.
I really want to thank my dad for bringing home such a wonderful girl, but... I'll wait until he's ready before thanking him, otherwise I might scare him.
The thought of the road ahead might be a bit bumpy made Wen Mo sigh repeatedly. He didn't know what to do, but he had to keep going and would never let go of Xia Lian's hand.
Since we've decided to be together, it has to last a long time.
"Wenmo, what's wrong?"
Xia Lian noticed that Wen Mo's expression was somewhat worried. She turned her head to look back, only to be hit by the hot air from the hairdryer, her bangs flying everywhere.
"Idiot, turn your head away."
"oh."
Wen Mo stroked her long hair; the smooth texture was very pleasing, and he could never get enough of touching it.
"I'm just a little worried about the road ahead."
"What path will we take from now on?" Xia Lian asked, somewhat puzzled.
“Yes, our story might shock a lot of people, after all, it’s so rare, we might be the only special couple in this city.” Wen Mo shook his head with a wry smile.
"Others, would they hit Winmer?"
"No way, they'll probably only say a couple of bad things and that'll be about it."
"I'll help Wen Mo fight back." Xia Lian nodded earnestly, stretched out her fist and swung it forward, but... it was weak and powerless.
Wen Mo was amused and quickly tapped her on the head to make her stop.
"Don't worry, there shouldn't be any major problems. Didn't we agree that we don't care about other people's opinions and that we just need to hold hands and walk together?"
"Their gaze?"
"Yes, others might look at us strangely, but we shouldn't care."
"Because we did something wrong?"
Wen Mo shook his head, bent down and hugged Xia Lian's head, his eyes were incredibly clear at that moment.
"We didn't do anything wrong, we just like each other."
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