A studious gentleman
Jiang Lin's earth-shattering confession was like a huge rock thrown into a deep pool, stirring up huge waves in Gu Yansheng's confused and exhausted heart.
Ecstasy surged through his veins like boiling magma, nearly burning him. The intense emotional roller coaster in such a short period of time made his brain's processing speed abnormally slow.
He just stared at Jiang Lin blankly, his eyes unusually bright due to shock and tears that had not yet faded, and Jiang Lin's figure was clearly reflected in them, but he did not give any immediate response.
There is no disgust, no fear, only a confused and bewildered feeling after being overwhelmed by the huge amount of information.
Time seemed to be stretched out, and every second of silence was like a silent trial for Jiang Lin. He remained calm and composed in the face of ever-changing situations on the operating table.
But at this moment, facing Gu Yansheng's clear eyes that did not react for a long time, he experienced for the first time what it meant to feel like every second felt like an age.
The courage and determination that supported him in confessing his true feelings began to collapse silently like a sand castle in Gu Yansheng's silence. The fingers that were supporting Gu Yansheng's cheek tightened slightly, almost imperceptibly, revealing his inner tension and... a trace of barely perceptible panic.
Just when the light in Jiang Lin's eyes was about to dim, and he thought that his impulsiveness would push everything into a worse abyss -
Gu Yansheng still did not retreat.
He even tilted his head slightly, his eyes still filled with a bit of confused inquiry, like a little animal that had not woken up yet, accepting Jiang Lin's approach without any defense.
Jiang Lin's heart skipped a beat. The flame that had almost gone out was instantly rekindled by this silent consent. He no longer hesitated, or rather, he could no longer wait.
The tall figure slowly leaned down, with an almost pious temptation. The tips of their noses touched lightly, and their breaths blended instantly. Gu Yansheng's long eyelashes trembled, but he still did not dodge. However, in those bright eyes, the ignorance was gradually replaced by a deeper curiosity and... a kind of faint expectation.
Jiang Lin's Adam's apple rolled, he lowered his head, and his slightly cool and dry lips pressed extremely gently and with great care on Gu Yansheng's equally cold and dry lips.
It was a very light and brief touch, like a butterfly touching the water.
Gu Yansheng's body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly, as if struck by a weak electric current, but he still did not push away. The confusion in his bright eyes faded away, replaced by a novel, slightly shy glow.
Jiang Lin's breathing suddenly became heavy. Gu Yansheng's silent acceptance was more powerful than any words, instantly breaking down all his restraint. He was no longer satisfied with just a taste.
“Sounds…”
His voice was extremely hoarse, filled with deep emotion and a kind of confirmation that was almost pleading, "Look at me..."
Gu Yansheng subconsciously raised his eyes and met Jiang Lin's eyes that were as deep as a whirlpool. The flames burning in them almost swallowed him.
Then, Jiang Lin lowered his head again. This time, it was no longer a light kiss. His warm palms firmly supported the back of Gu Yansheng's neck and cheeks, and he kissed her deeply with irresistible gentle strength.
It was no longer a test, but carried with it long-suppressed feelings and confirmed possessiveness. His lips and tongue, with their burning temperature, pried open Gu Yansheng's lips, which were slightly opened in surprise.
“Hmm…”
Gu Yansheng uttered an indistinct syllable, and after the initial astonishment, a dizzying and numb feeling that he had never experienced before instantly swept over his body.
The super-sensitive skin amplified all the senses, Jiang Lin's breath, temperature, the touch of his lips and tongue... everything became extremely clear and strong. The strong feeling of disgust when Lin Yang touched her by the campfire was now replaced by a completely opposite, addictive desire.
A strange, almost instinctive impulse drove him. He was no longer passive, but like a curious and bold puppy, he began to clumsily and cautiously imitate Jiang Lin's movements, awkwardly responding to the deep kiss.
His tongue tip touched Jiang Lin's tentatively, with a naive yet brave attempt.
This immature and proactive response, like a cluster of the most intense flames, completely ignited Jiang Lin's suppressed desire!
"Hmm..." Jiang Lin's breathing suddenly stopped, and then became heavier and unstable. The arms around Gu Yansheng tightened instantly, almost rubbing him into his body.
He deepened the kiss, making it more passionate and deeper, with an almost predatory strength, yet in every attack, he carefully covered up Gu Yansheng's awkward response.
Gu Yansheng felt weak all over from the kiss, his mind went blank, leaving only the intense entanglement of lips and tongues and the reassuring breath coming from Jiang Lin.
He subconsciously raised his weak arms, wrapped them around Jiang Lin's neck, and pushed himself deeper into this hot embrace.
Jiang Lin's hand, which was originally supporting Gu Yansheng's cheek, had slipped to the back of his neck and shoulder without him noticing.
The fingertips with thin calluses were not as aggressive as the kiss just now. Instead, they began to stroke and press slowly and steadily on his sensitive neck and shoulder blades with a soothing strength that Gu Yansheng was extremely familiar with.
That technique was the professional soothing method Jiang Lin used to relieve Gu Yansheng's skin discomfort countless times when he had an allergic reaction.
This familiar touch with healing power formed a strange and even more addictive contrast with his wild kiss at this moment.
Under this double stimulation, the body's hypersensitive touch not only did not intensify the pain, but instead turned into an indescribable extreme pleasure that made the whole body numb.
"Hmm..." Gu Yansheng couldn't help but let out a sigh of extreme comfort from the depths of her throat. Her body seemed to have its bones pulled out, and she nestled more softly in Jiang Lin's arms, twisting slightly, as if responding to his touch, or as if seeking more.
There was a flush of passion in the corners of his eyes, and his breath was filled with broken and sweet hums.
This voice, this gesture, was like the strongest catalyst. Jiang Lin's kiss became increasingly hot and rapid. The hand that was caressing Gu Yansheng's back gradually lost control, following the indentation of the spine all the way down, through the thin pajamas fabric, with scorching heat, sliding towards the more sensitive lower back...
Just when both of them were about to drown in this vortex of lust, and the strings of rationality were about to completely break -
Jiang Lin's movements suddenly froze!
He felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head, and he was instantly awakened from his lustful dream.
He almost used up a lot of willpower to force his lips away from Gu Yansheng's lips, which were swollen and moist from being kissed. His forehead rested against Gu Yansheng's forehead, his chest heaving violently, and his breathing was as heavy as if he had just finished a marathon.
Gu Yansheng was immersed in that strange and intense pleasure when he was suddenly interrupted. He whimpered in dissatisfaction and opened his watery eyes hazily, with lingering emotions in them. With obvious confusion and grievance, he looked at Jiang Lin blankly and accusingly, like a puppy whose beloved bone was taken away.
"Shengsheng..." Jiang Lin's voice was hoarse and almost broken. He held up Gu Yansheng's flushed cheeks and gently wiped away the ambiguous water stains on the corners of his lips with his fingertips. His eyes were full of struggle and pain, but were eventually suppressed by a more powerful calmness and responsibility belonging to a doctor.
"No..." He spoke with difficulty, as if talking to himself, but also as if trying to persuade Gu Yansheng, "You are still sick... still allergic... you can't do this..."
Gu Yansheng didn't seem to fully understand what "you can't do this" meant. He just instinctively felt unhappy about being interrupted and wanted to move forward and ask for a kiss.
Jiang Lin took a deep breath, forcing down his surging blood and the agitation in his body. He carefully placed Gu Yansheng back on the soft pillow, then stood up, walked to the window, and flung it open, letting in the damp, cold night breeze that washed over his burning face, trying to sober him up.
After a long while, he walked back to the bed, forcibly suppressing the blush on his face and the desire in his eyes.
"Okay, it's very late." Jiang Lin's voice returned to its usual calmness, but with a barely perceptible hoarseness. He sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to tuck in the corner of the quilt for Gu Yansheng.
Then, the palm with thin calluses and magical soothing power gently covered Gu Yansheng's arm, which was still a little uncomfortable due to the allergic reaction, and began to stroke it slowly and steadily, one by one, with the rhythm and strength that Gu Yansheng was most familiar with and relied on.
Jiang Lin's voice was low and gentle, with the patience and unquestionable attitude of coaxing a child. "Have a good rest... We'll discuss these things tomorrow."
Gu Yansheng's skin hypersensitivity, brought on by the rain, gradually subsided in this familiar, soothing rhythm, as if being soaked in warm water. The effects of the alcohol and drugs also surged back, and exhaustion overwhelmed him like a tide.
He tried hard to open his eyes and look at Jiang Lin, the man who had just confessed his feelings to him, gave him a stunning kiss but slammed on the brakes at the critical moment, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
Jiang Lin's low and steady lullaby-like voice and the soothing touch of his palm eventually dragged his consciousness into the warm and dark abyss.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he seemed to hear Jiang Lin sighing softly in his ear, with infinite tenderness and a hint of fear.
"Go to sleep, Shengsheng. Tonight...that's enough."
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