Chapter 138 Pink Swamp
The other party didn't speak.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he asked in a low voice, "How do you kiss?"
Su Xia took the only chair in the piano room.
Xu Jiqing was sitting on the piano stool she usually used for practice. The legs of the stool were adjusted according to her height, so it was a little too short for him. The boy sat against the wall, his legs had to be slightly apart. His light eyes were against the light, like a deep pool of still water, and no emotion could be seen.
Su Xia blinked rapidly, put down the fruit milk in her hand, stood up and sat next to Xu Jiqing.
Now that things have come to this, just say whatever you want to say.
She propped her hands on her knees, turned her face towards him, and blinked. "Like in the equipment room."
"...I'll be eighteen soon. You can't treat me like a child or give me the cold shoulder."
Su Xia has always remembered food but not beatings since childhood.
I have long forgotten the annoyance of having my lips swollen from being bitten. I occasionally dream about Xu Jiqing, whether it is the young version in front of me or the 27-year-old Xu Jiqing. They would walk hand in hand on the street, watch movies, have dinner and date like ordinary couples, but at the end of the dream, they would kiss.
There was no specific feeling in the dream, it was just a stream-of-consciousness reconstruction of the second half of the day in the equipment room.
I forgot the details, I just remember it was tingling and very comfortable.
A few days ago, when Su Xia was doing English reading, she saw a word called sugar rush.
It talks about a physiological phenomenon. When people consume too much sugar at once, they will enter a short-term state of abnormal excitement.
After drinking Xu Jiaojiao's bottle of children's fruit milk, Su Xia's head felt more dizzy than after drinking alcohol. Seeing that Xu Jiqing had no reaction, she bravely raised her head and sucked on his tight thin lips with her wet lips.
The sweetness of strawberry milk, mixed with the fragrance of the girl, filled him up.
Xu Jiqing's Adam's apple rolled heavily, and his tone was as heavy as a sigh, "I didn't treat you as a child."
The piano stool was against the wall. The boy raised his arm and pulled the curtain sideways.
The light in the room suddenly dimmed, and the white light of the snowy day leaked in through the window. It was filtered by the red velvet and turned into an extremely ambiguous orange-red color, swaying slightly on the floor.
Su Xia's pupils dilated instinctively, and before she could react to what was happening, she was pushed against the wall.
Xu Jiqing knelt on one knee between her legs, with his broad shoulders leaning down. Due to his poor body shape, the boy's hand went around her neck to protect the back of her head, and his fingers could easily hook over and tentatively touch her soft earlobe, rubbing it harder and harder.
It's clearly just an ear, and it can be considered restrained.
But Su Xia's face was already flushed and her legs were a little weak.
Very bad.
Things are about to get worse than imagined.
Winter clothes are a bit stiff, and the air is filled with the smell of detergent from boys, and their scorching body temperatures are overwhelming.
Xu Jiqing lowered his head and cupped her cheek with his fingers, "Kiss like that in the equipment room?"
His voice was a little hoarse, with that cool and magnetic quality that is unique to young men, and his breath almost brushed her ears.
Su Xia gritted her teeth and said "hmm".
The electric heater has been on for so long, but it seems like I'm just now feeling the heat.
In the dim afternoon piano room, in the small space enclosed by the boy's arms and chest, Su Xia's heart was pounding, and her palms and behind her ears were sweating.
Xu Jiqing held the back of her neck and used some force to make her look up.
No matter how much he changes for the better in this life, his inherent desire for control remains unchanged, just like Xu Jiqing in his previous life.
Su Xia felt a little uncomfortable with his grip and swallowed physiologically. Before she could say anything to protest, Xu Jiqing kissed her.
He kissed her hard, and it felt like he was holding back, but it was completely different from the fleeting kiss in the cinema. He held her lower lip in his mouth and licked and sucked it.
No matter who is kissed like this, they will have the illusion of being the prey of a carnivore.
Su Xia subconsciously raised her hand to push him and instinctively wanted to run.
But there was a wall behind her, and her legs were stuck tightly by the boy's long and strong thighs. Where could she escape to?
She had just stepped back when the hand on the back of her neck tightened and lifted her face up again.
In the art building where no one comes, the piano room is covered with professional sound-proof sponge, and the red velvet curtains are drawn tightly, and no one knows anything.
There may indeed be a group of people in this world who are so smart that they are abnormal.
The terrifying learning ability is innate.
As long as he has seen the demonstration and is given the opportunity to practice, he can master any skill in the shortest time.
Xu Jiqing understands the delicate balance between reward and indulgence.
When he got close to her again, he first sucked her lips, which were red and hot from being licked, soothingly, gently without any aggression. When she completely forgot to resist and closed her eyelids dizzily, he pushed open her teeth with the tip of his tongue, probed inside wetly, and hooked around her tongue like a snake, stirring it violently.
Su Xia felt hot all over, and her brain was almost broken by the kiss.
Countless irrelevant images flashed before my eyes.
The spinning little flower skirt, the gurgling pink swamp, and the bright red and beautiful tropical beach sunset.
Mathematics may be a talent.
What about kissing? Where did Xu Jiqing learn this from?
He's not the type of guy to close his eyes when kissing.
When he kissed her, her thin eyelids drooped, her pupils were a dark gold, her eyes were cold, yet staring straight ahead, with a kind of extremely restrained fanaticism, as if observing her itself was enough to bring him excitement that was no less than actual contact, making him uncontrollably addicted.
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