The atmosphere after dinner was even more subdued. The takeout boxes were packed up and thrown into the trash can. The two sat on opposite sides of the bed, showing no intention of getting closer to each other.
Wen Mo pretended to be playing on his phone, but in reality, his heartbeat was almost taking over all the thoughts in his head.
"Go take a shower first, I'll shower later," he said with a smile, then wrapped himself in the blanket, trying not to let Xia Lian notice the blush on his face.
It was so cold outside, and it suddenly became so warm inside. It was a bit hard to get used to.
"Um."
Xia Lian responded, took out her change of clothes from her bag, put on her slippers, walked into the bathroom and closed the door. Not long after, the sound of a shower came from inside.
Wen Mo then put down his phone and let out a long breath.
I glanced at the room's furnishings; we'd be sleeping together again tonight.
I'm already used to it, so why am I so nervous just because of the change of location?
"Tsk, I should have watched less videos. The internet has corrupted my pure heart," Wen Mo complained, his mind constantly replaying the precautions for staying in a hotel room.
I started looking around to see if there were any cameras or anything like that, but out of boredom, I searched around but didn't find many things that looked like cameras, so I just lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and pondered.
Suddenly I felt a little regretful. I should have known better than to eat dinner so early. Just listening to Lianbao's shower sounds made me want to eat three bowls of rice.
There weren't many thoughts in the room; only two young hearts were there.
After washing for a while, Xia Lian put on the hotel's slippers, dried her feet, climbed into bed, and wore a thin sweatshirt.
"Why are you wearing such a thin layer? We're going to sweep the tombs tomorrow, aren't you afraid of getting cold?" Wen Mo frowned slightly, reached out and pinched the material of the sweatshirt, which was basically meant to be worn as a base layer.
Xia Lian looked down at her clothes, then shook her head.
"It's not cold." After saying that, she picked up the khaki cotton coat that was placed aside. "This is very warm."
"Silly, tell me if it gets cold tomorrow."
"oh."
Xia Lian responded, wrapped her legs in the blanket, and rested her head on Wen Mo's shoulder. The scent of the shower gel clung to his nose as the girl's body wafted up to him, and a strand of hair intentionally or unintentionally stirred Wen Mo's heartstrings.
Neither of them spoke; they simply nestled together. Perhaps because they had just taken a shower, Xia Lian's body was very hot, so hot that one could almost feel her temperature.
Wenmo closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, pretending nothing was wrong.
What's the atmosphere like right now?
The atmosphere feels completely different from usual! It's like... like something's about to happen.
To be honest, boys of this age only have a few things on their minds: kissing, holding hands, and maybe fantasizing about things beyond that occasionally.
But things are different now. He really wants to do it, but it absolutely cannot be done in a hotel.
A vow of eternal love should not be an impromptu performance before sex, but a lifelong commitment.
"Lianbao, have you ever thought about spending your whole life with me?"
"Um?"
Lianbao was puzzled.
The next second.
"Um."
Great, that was an instant response; you answered instinctively with almost no time for thought.
This response made Wenmo incredibly grateful; it was truly wonderful to have lived with her back then.
When I first met Xia Lian, I simply thought she was really beautiful, the kind of girl who would make people want to take a second look. But the more I spent time with her, the more I realized that her appearance was just the most superficial part of her.
To start a relationship with Xia Lian right from the beginning? Before truly realizing his own feelings for her, Wen Mo had never thought of it that way. First, it was inappropriate, and second, it was not allowed.
He hadn't thought too far ahead, but now, for Xia Lian's sake, this originally naive boy could even fantasize about his future life.
As he grew to find Xia Lian increasingly adorable, grew closer to her, and learned more about Lian Bao's inner thoughts, he finally realized that he seemed to have truly fallen for her.
Once you understand the word "responsibility," the meaning of love becomes completely different. To outsiders, it might just be sleeping together and that's love, but during this rushed trip, Wenmo told herself this countless times.
This isn't just casual kissing and joking around.
It wasn't that she was deliberately trying to look cool or doing things to make herself look handsome. It was that she was facing the responsibilities she would have to take on and swearing to her deceased mother that she would take good care of Xia Lian from now on.
"Wenmo".
"Um?"
"Do you want to do what Se Se did?" Xia Lian suddenly turned her head and asked, their cheeks almost touching.
Wenmo was a little stunned, but quickly smiled again, "I don't want to."
To be honest, Wenmo was so hard he was about to explode, and he really wanted to just go with the flow and take off the girl's clothes next to him.
But if I were to push Xia Lian down right now just because I'm in the mood, would I really be considered a man?
The man who can see himself clearly is the most courageous. Right now, they are both still students and neither of them has the ability to take responsibility. Wen Mo is not thinking about simply having sex with her, but about truly marrying her and letting her wear a wedding dress that belongs only to him.
Although he had talked about marriage countless times, Wen Mo was perfectly clear-headed at this moment, and the desire that had just been ignited was immediately extinguished by reason.
He smiled, said nothing, and gently stroked Xia Lian's head. Only at this moment did he feel incredibly courageous.
"Wenmo, you're lying."
Xia Lian said blankly, she could understand Wen Mo's expression at this moment.
"Okay, I did lie to you. We can do this later." Wen Mo didn't try to change the subject, but honestly expressed his feelings, and chuckled as he pulled her into his arms. "I said, can I touch your feet?"
Since we've come all this way, we should at least leave behind some unique memories.
Upon hearing this, Xia Lian nodded almost without hesitation, then changed her position and placed her legs on Wen Mo's thighs.
Although I said a long time ago that I don't like feet, it doesn't seem too late to admit it now, since my girlfriend has always been by my side.
The smell after a shower is sweet and warm. The skin feels soft and boneless in your hands, with a healthy rosy blush on several toes. The soles of the feet are incredibly smooth, making you want to gently tickle them.
"So soft." Wen Mo murmured to himself, his gaze almost penetrating the little feet, his fingers occasionally tracing their paths, causing Xia Lian to shudder.
"I feel like something's really strange."
Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, Xia Lian's originally indifferent expression gradually took on a different flavor, and a blush slowly crept onto her cheeks.
Wen Mo looked up and suddenly grinned with a ulterior motive.
The next second, I felt my feet being slightly lifted.
Wenmo gently kissed the soles of her feet.
"Okay, that's about it. Time for bed."
After saying that, he put Xia Lian's feet down, wrapped the blanket tightly around himself, and turned to his side. His head was already a mess, leaving Xia Lian behind him still in a daze.
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