Chapter 42 My heart beats forty-two times to satisfy you
The strange touch made her subconsciously want to open her eyes, but she somehow remembered the low voice in her mind and closed her eyes again.
On the lips, it touches and then leaves.
Just when Wen Huai thought it was over and felt disappointed, his lips came up again, touching her tentatively, until she raised her chin, a smile appeared on the corner of Xu Youjing's lips.
He no longer hesitated, and came over completely, holding her lips, rolling and tracing them.
In the silence, the sounds rang out, like fireworks blooming in the empty night sky.
It also illuminates the blushing faces under the fireworks.
Wen Huai lost his sight, and his other senses became sensitive, everything on his body and lips was magnified.
She felt the warmth of the hand burning through the fabric of her clothes.
Obviously Xu Youjing didn't use much strength, but Wen Huai could inexplicably feel the man's strength and momentum, forcing her to become nervous.
She felt hot all over and even sweated a little.
His lips were sucked into his mouth. Wen Huai didn't know what to do. He just clumsily imitated him, gently biting his lips and kissing him seriously.
I felt Xu Youjing pause, and then he seemed to laugh softly.
Before she could think about what he was laughing at, she felt a weight beside her leg. The next second, she felt the person who was originally beside the bed came up completely and knelt beside her legs, with his knees pressing the quilt, making her unable to move.
Being interrupted, Wen Huai's already disordered breathing became completely disordered. Xu Youjing also withdrew in time, but held her back.
Lying on the bed, Wen Huai finally opened his eyes.
Only then did she see him more clearly, and see herself clearly in his eyes.
Her hair was disheveled, her cheeks were slightly red and her breath was unstable, and even her eyes were watery.
So embarrassing.
Wen Huai didn't want to kiss her anymore, but he couldn't bear to give up the feeling just now.
It turns out that kissing someone you like is such a wonderful thing.
This dream is too real.
Xu Youjing supported himself and did not put all his weight on her. He used his fingers to push away the loose hair on her forehead. Seeing that she was still staring at him, he knew that she was not satisfied, so he kissed her.
He asked her, "Still kissing?"
As if possessed by some mysterious force, Wen Huai nodded, and his gaze, which had been fixed on his lips, also moved upwards.
She raised her eyes and stared into his stunned ones, her eyes clear: "Still want to - um."
"Satisfy you."
With a strong suck, the tip of his nose brushed against her nose bridge, and the warmth left her nose for a moment. Just when Wen Huai thought it was over, he landed on her left side again, holding her neck with his palm, taking her with him.
"breathe."
The long kiss never ended.
When Xu Youjing left, Wen Huai felt her lips were numb. She felt a little sleepy, but she didn't want to close her eyes, and she didn't want this beautiful dream to end.
The dream was good and she won the bet.
He went to the restaurant and came to see her without having lunch, and he also granted her request...
I’m afraid that reality and dreams are the opposite.
She raised the corners of her lips, feeling that this was enough, and told herself not to expect too much. Her eyelids were heavy, and her consciousness was about to fade, when she heard his voice fall into her ears.
"Don't sleep yet."
Wen Huai opened his eyelids and looked at him confusedly.
She began to have trouble distinguishing between dreams and reality.
"Drink this first."
Xu Youjing pulled her up and handed her the cup of warm milk.
Seeing that she was still confused and her fingers tried to grab the straw several times but failed, he showed patience and tenderness in his eyes. He reached out and held it, and brought it to her lips.
"Thanks."
Wen Huai spoke unclearly and opened his mouth to hold it.
When his index finger brushed across his slightly swollen lips, it felt like an electric current running through Xu Youjing's body. He withdrew his hand, staring at the man drinking milk, and suddenly asked, "What's that bet you were talking about?"
“…”
No one answered.
Xu Youjing sighed to himself that he was too impatient and actually tried to chat with a drunk person.
I'd better wait until she wakes up before settling the score with her.
His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a straw sucking air. He took back the empty cup, comforted her to lie down, and said softly, "Go to sleep. When you wake up, we'll have a good chat."
The person on the bed frowned and muttered, "Dad, add some honey to the milk next time. It's so bitter."
Xu Youjing looked at the empty cup.
Even though it was bitter, I drank it all.
"I'll find you a piece of candy."
"No." The person on the bed turned away. "No candy for dinner."
"What do you want to eat?"
“.......”
Xu Youjing gave a choice: "Pot-fried pork or Kung Pao chicken?"
Wen Huai said "hmm", which meant to refuse.
Also acting coquettishly.
The bedside became quiet. Xu Youjing lowered his eyes, and a look of heartache flashed in his pupils covered by crow feathers.
During their time together, he had witnessed Wen Huai's ease and professionalism at work, as well as her private reserve and gentleness. So while he was surprised by her rare display of emotion, he also understood that this was perhaps how she was when she was with Teacher Wen, and her truest self.
It’s also nice to dream about Teacher Wen.
Not wanting to disturb her dream, Xu Youjing tried his best to imitate Teacher Wen's speaking style and asked her to say a few more words to her father.
"Braised chicken with scallions or boiled pork slices?"
She shook her head.
"Beef balls or hot and sour chicken?"
She still shook her head.
Xu Youjing couldn't help but hesitate.
These dishes are her favorites, why didn’t she choose them?
He finally tried, "Sweet and sour pork ribs or sweet and sour fish?"
“…”
The person who shook his head stopped moving, raised his eyelids, stared at him for a long time, and finally closed his eyes with his lips slightly parted.
Xu Youjing didn't understand at first, but suddenly realized after a moment.
Wen Huai is...
Asking for a kiss?
He was frightened by his own absurd thoughts, and then saw her lips pursed...
"Wen Huai, are you awake?"
Her eyelashes trembled, and when she was about to open her eyes, Xu Youjing kissed her.
After stepping back, he asked again, "Sweet and sour pork ribs or sweet and sour fish?"
This time, Wen Huai finally answered: "Sweet and sour...fish."
Xu Youjing's eyes moved slightly, and he kissed her lips again, trying to speak: "Do you like drinking Chinese medicine?"
"dislike."
This time the answer was quick.
He was away on business for a few days, so Wen Huai took some Chinese medicine. Although she didn't say it directly, every photo she took was accompanied by either fruit or candied fruit. Combined with her comment about milk being bitter without honey, he guessed she didn't like the taste of Chinese medicine.
So now, it's Q&A time?
To verify this conjecture, he leaned over and kissed her again, then asked, "What is seven plus one?"
Wen Huai began to get impatient, frowning and muttering, "Stupid!"
Xu Youjing: “…”
He really thought too much.
Before he could ask again, the person on the bed opened his eyes and looked around for something, but found nothing.
"What are you looking for?"
"My phone." She cried, "I want to send a message to my dad. My deskmate talked to me during class."
“…”
Xu Youjing had no choice but to hand the phone to her.
Afraid that the room was too dark and would hurt his eyes, he adjusted the wall lamp before withdrawing his hand.
I don’t know what Wen Huai said when he took the phone. After he finished everything, the person who asked for the phone had already lay back down with the phone still in his palm.
Xu Youjing thought she was tired and was about to take the phone and put it away, only to find that her fingers were clenched tightly and she was looking at him.
He didn't hear the words as their lips touched.
Only when I got closer could I see her dilated pupils.
And that volume that's easily overlooked: "From the moment I saw you again, I wanted to tell you... but I couldn't start. I couldn't help but think back to the scene of our meeting. Just like that, I thought about you for a long time, without saying anything, without being polite, and without thinking about you."
This is--
Love poem?
Xu Youjing thought of that night.
The person on the bed looked in his direction:
"Maybe I hid my love so deeply that no one could see it..."
There was silence in his ears, and Xu Youjing raised his eyes and looked at her.
At this moment, he was in a trance, and his gradually accelerating heartbeat froze with the last words Wen Huai uttered.
Just like time, air, and raindrops on the eaves.
In this moment, be still.
"I like you."
Her pupils focused on his face, "Xu Youjing, did you hear that?"
"What?"
"I'm confessing my feelings to you, do you hear me?"
"A Jing."
She took a breath and asked, "Did I win the bet today?"
Bet you'll come find me.
His Adam's apple rolled, and all the words Xu Youjing wanted to say piled up at his lips, and he couldn't say anything for a while.
"You...you like me? So what's your type?"
"Pa!" Wen Huai slapped the back of his hand, a little resentful, "What if I don't say that and everyone gets suspicious?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Huai's voice was heard in the room again, but it was muffled, as if being suppressed by something.
"Dad, I'm moving in with Xu Youjing on Friday. Grandma said that love grows over time, and that you'll develop feelings if you spend more time together. What do you think...Xu Youjing, will he like me? If not, then I'll take his money and divorce him. What do you say?"
Following the sound, Xu Youjing finally found the source of the sound, which was the mobile phone under the quilt.
He took it and heard the rest of the voice message: "But I really like him, and have for a long time."
Under the dim light, the person on the bed was breathing evenly.
One person was lying there, his consciousness blurred; another person was sitting there, his mind in a mess.
The light from the bedside shone on Xu Youjing's profile. It took him a while to move. His fingertips accidentally touched the screen that was almost locked. The chat history instantly slid to the bottom, and he saw the words she had sent five minutes ago.
[Dad, I'm going to confess my feelings to Heo Yoo Kyung, please wish me success.]
Looking up at the person who was already fast asleep on the bed, Xu Youjing suddenly felt very depressed. He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he saw that his cheeks and ears were red.
Red to the point of being almost ripe.
His eyes stayed on her slightly swollen lips. He raised his hand to touch them, and the video of her last drunken moment flashed through his mind.
She called him husband.
Read love poems to him.
He originally thought that this was just a normal habit of drunk people, but when Lu Miaomiao mentioned her habit when she was drunk, he should have paid attention to whether she recited love poems to everyone.
so--
no.
Only to him.
The smile spread from the bottom of her eyes to the corners of her lips, and Xu Youjing saw the youthful joy beneath the blush.
I only like him.
In the dim light, he knelt beside the bed, carefully looking at the sleeping face of the person. The face was the same fair as usual, but the only difference was that it was related to him.
Likewise, the lips were slightly swollen.
Xu Youjing raised his lips silently, feeling happier than ever before. He felt like an explorer who had discovered a huge treasure, but because of the treasure's preciousness, he dared not announce it loudly for fear of disturbing it.
Extending his fingertips, he gently and clumsily tucked the hair that was hanging in front of her eyes back on her head, leaned over, and kissed the tip of her nose.
With tenderness in his eyes, he called her softly, "Ahuai, you win."
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