When the light kiss cracks
An hour later, Qiao Yu lay on the bed wearing Ling Chuan's oversized white shirt, the blanket covering her neck, revealing a flushed face, timidly listening to the continuous sound of running water coming from the shower room not far away.
Why did she agree to stay? Sigh, male beauty can be a dangerous thing.
Qiao Yu imagined what Ling Chuan would look like when he came out of the shower, would he simply be wearing a towel or...?
I was able to see the previous photos of my abs in person, but then the sound of running water stopped.
Qiao Yu pulled the blanket up a little higher, her doe eyes gazing at a certain spot, only to see Ling Chuan walking over, dressed in dark blue pajamas.
"......"
He glanced at her, turned off the light, pulled back the covers, and lay down.
"Go to sleep."
"......"
No, we've come this far, why is this person not playing by the rules?
Three minutes passed, and Qiao Yu couldn't help but pull the blanket down further. "Ling Chuan too..."
A low, deep laugh sounded beside him, and the next second, Ling Chuan turned to the side, and a hot palm from under the covers covered his waist.
Qiao Yu panicked immediately, and even paused for a few seconds to catch her breath.
He smiled at her embarrassed expression: "Not sleepy? Want to play with me a little longer?"
"...No, I..." Qiao Yu wanted to argue, but then she thought, we're all adults, and we've already gone this far, so she simply asked, "Won't...do it?"
Upon hearing this, Ling Chuan's hot breath paused for a moment. He curled his lips into a smile, casually raised his eyebrows, and traced her eyebrows and eyes with his hand. "Qiao Qiao, you've finally made me craving you."
Qiao Yu shyly turned her head closer to Ling Chuanye, feeling the powerful trembling in his chest as a hot kiss gently landed on her forehead.
He said, "Tonight isn't a good time to do it. How about I hold you while we sleep?"
That night, he held her in his arms and comforted her until she fell asleep.
In her daze, Qiao Yu knew that he wanted to make her happy and forget what had happened that night.
......
A week later, the theme song for "When Light Kisses the Crack" was finalized, with Ling Chuan also taking the lead role.
Qiao Yu nestled on the sofa. When she heard the demo, the corners of her eyes curved into a smile, and she tapped her phone screen.
[It sounds nice.]
I'll sing it for you when I get back.
You've been so busy lately.
Sorry, I'm busy as the year draws to a close. I'll have a long holiday starting from New Year's Day and take you to the places you want to go.
"Come with me? Where to?"
Wherever you want to go, we'll go.
Don't be too high-profile.
[To make a high-profile appearance this time?]
[Official announcement?]
Is an official announcement considered high-profile? Not at all.
[...]
Wait for me to come back. I love you.
Three days later, it was Xida's birthday, and the three sisters stayed at home together to celebrate.
Ling Chuan was also worried that they wouldn't eat well, so he specially invited a chef to come over. The chef left only after filling the table with a sumptuous meal.
The three of them stared wide-eyed. Yang Yu exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!"
Xi Da: "Qiao Qiao, Teacher Ling is so considerate."
Qiao Yu rested her chin on her hand and said, "Yes, she deserves praise."
"start......"
Yang Yu opened a bottle of red wine and a bottle of ice wine. Knowing Qiao Yu's alcohol tolerance, she didn't feel comfortable pouring her more. However, Qiao Yu finished the ice wine and then came to find the red wine.
Xida, her face flushed and eyes slightly tipsy, mumbled, "Qiaoqiao, your alcohol tolerance seems to be increasing today?"
Qiao Yu was pouring red wine when Yang Yu pulled at her, spilling the wine everywhere. "Don't pull me, I want to drink it!"
Yang Yu said to her earnestly, "Qiao, with your low alcohol tolerance, you'll black out soon."
Qiao Yu, still dazed, shook off her hand: "It's the last cup..."
The three of them moved from the dining table to the living room and slumped on the carpet. Qiao Yu, still dazed, lay back on the floor, while Xi Da curled up to one side.
Yang Yu tried to straighten herself up and called Ling Chuan as well.
"Your Qiaoqiao drank too much and said she misses you. Come pick her up..."
An hour later, Ling Chuan also appeared at Qiao Yu's door.
Yang Yu staggered to open the door. The moment she opened it, the smell of alcohol wafted out of the room. Ling Chuan frowned and stepped inside.
"You know how much alcohol she can hold, how dare you make her drink?"
Yang Yu waved her hand behind Ling Chuan, "She's happy, it's okay for her to drink a little."
"......"
Ling Chuan walked over to Qiao Yu's side, glanced at her flushed face, silently curled his lips, and carefully picked her up and carried her into the house.
"Wait, wait, wait, which way?"
Ling Chuan paused, puzzled, and said, "Go back to your room and sleep."
Yang Yu chased after them and blocked the bedroom doorway, "No way! If you sleep here, how are we supposed to sleep?"
"......"
Yang Yu grinned and pointed to the door, "Take it back to your home."
......
Ling Chuan carried the sleeping Qiao Yu home, put her on the bed, and turned around to make her a cup of honey water.
When they got back, the person opened their eyes groggily, recognized Ling Chuanye in front of them, and obediently let him help them up to drink the honey water.
"You're back?"
Ling Chuan rarely saw her sober again. "Hmm, low alcohol tolerance, yet you dared to drink so much."
"Not much, not much." Qiao Yu waved her hand, snuggled into Ling Chuan's arms, and mumbled, "How did I end up in your house?"
"Yang Yu needed to take care of Xida, so I brought you over."
"Oh, you're so kind."
Ling Chuan smiled and said, "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep."
"No, I haven't washed my face."
Ling Chuan noticed that she had regained some consciousness, so he led her to the restroom.
Supporting her waist, she groggily began brushing her teeth and washing her face, and in the end, Ling Chuan helped her clean herself as well.
Qiao Yu half-opened her eyes, and as Ling Chuan raised his hand to wipe her face, she leaned into his arms and wrapped her arms around his waist.
Ling Chuan paused, put down the cotton towel in his hand, and said, "Qiao Qiao, you're done washing up. Go to sleep."
She murmured in his arms, "No..."
"Then what else do you want to do?"
Qiao Yu seemed to understand. She tilted her head back, her hazy eyes reflecting the bobbing Adam's apple. While Ling Chuan was also caught off guard, she stood on tiptoe, her warm breath gently brushing against his neck.
The moment their lips touched, his Adam's apple bobbed.
"You... um..." The hoarse voice suddenly turned deep.
The soft touch then disappeared. "You bit me twice, and I only bit you once. That's not fair."
Ling Chuan also lowered his surging dark eyes. She leaned against him, her cheeks flushed with the aftereffects of the alcohol, even the tips of her ears were pink.
Her long hair fell over her shoulders, with a few stray strands clinging to her forehead, swaying gently with her breath.
"Then I'll give you another bite..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person in his arms stirred again, their soft lips gently landing on his prominent Adam's apple, a touch slightly cool to the touch.
This time, she wrapped her mouth around his Adam's apple and gently bit it.
I felt the warmth from my neck flowing through my blood to my heart, and even my breathing became a little rapid.
He looked down and could see her reddened earlobes, and the fingers that were holding her waist were tightening slightly.
Feeling his body stiffen, Qiao Yu stopped and buried her head in Ling Chuanye's chest.
"Hmm, that's fair." The voice was soft, tinged with the stickiness of alcohol.
Ling Chuan gritted his teeth, pulled her close, and pressed her against the sink. His breath grew hotter as he stroked her hair: "What else do you want to play?"
Qiao Yu paused, shook her head in his arms, while her restless hands slowly moved down from his chest.
Ling Chuan cleverly caught her, "Qiao Qiao..."
Qiao Yu then squinted at him, her eyes no longer bright as usual, but misty and watery, like a spoiled kitten.
"Abs, count them for me."
"......"
"1, 2... 7, 8, 9..."
"Where is the 9?"
His hand was grabbed again, and Ling Chuan's voice sounded hoarse.
Qiao Yu was interrupted and complained angrily, "Yes, I touched it."
Ling Chuan also took a deep breath: "No, I touched the wrong person."
The restless hand was forcefully pulled away, and Qiao Yu's legs went weak as she was pulled into a pair of arms with bulging veins.
She continued to murmur restlessly in his arms, while Ling Chuan frowned, as if he was trying his best to endure it.
After a while, she nuzzled his chin with the tip of her nose, her eyelashes fluttering, her voice tinged with grievance: "Ling Chuanye, you... poked me."
"......"
All the muscles in her body tensed up instantly, and the knuckles of the fingers wrapped around her back curled up quietly.
His gaze fell on her flushed cheeks, then quickly looked away, his Adam's apple bobbing involuntarily.
"Don't poke me..."
“It won’t listen to me… Go to sleep.” His voice was lower than usual, with a barely perceptible tension.
Ling Chuan took a step back, and Qiao Yu wrapped her arms around his waist, leaning closer and clinging tightly to him, "No..."
She pouted slightly, her voice soft and sweet, and looked up to ask, "Why doesn't it listen to you?"
"..." Ling Chuan closed his eyes helplessly.
Before she could finish speaking, her head swayed slightly, as if she couldn't hold on any longer, and she snuggled closer to him, unconsciously letting out a soft "hmm," like a kitten seeking comfort.
"Then who does it listen to?"
"..." Ling Chuan never expected that Qiao Yu, who had drunk too much, would be so difficult to deal with.
The scent of perfume and alcohol mingled with the fragrance of her hair, creating an incredibly alluring aroma that made my blood boil, yet I couldn't...
He sighed heavily, a slight smile playing on his lips, and agreed, "It doesn't listen to me, it only listens to you."
Qiao Yu seemed to understand, and stood up straighter, tilting her watery eyes up and curving her pink lips into a smile, "Oh... then let's go and make it behave... okay?"
......
As morning light streamed into the room through the sheer curtains, Qiao Yu opened her eyes with a slight headache.
The first scent of soapberry reached her nose. She turned her head and looked around. There was no one beside her, but this was Ling Chuanye's bedroom.
"......"
She sat up and leaned against the headboard, her whole body aching. Fragments of memories from last night suddenly flooded back: drinking, wasn't it at home?
Oh, Ling Chuan carried her home, then they washed up, and then, it seems, she kissed his Adam's apple, and then...
A complete blank, a total blackout, I have absolutely no recollection of how I fell asleep.
She gently bit her lower lip, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the duvet cover fabric, her heart filled with panic and confusion.
"He probably didn't do anything..." she muttered softly, her voice very low, her gaze falling on the spot where he had slept.
Aside from the soreness from drinking, I don't seem to have any other problems.
"Didn't do anything? Are you sure?" The sudden voice startled Qiao Yu, who quickly looked up.
Ling Chuan also leaned against the door frame, holding a plate in his hand.
The moment their eyes met, he scoffed and strode over.
"Last night...you didn't do anything, did you?" Qiao Yu asked uncertainly, blinking her eyes.
Ling Chuan didn't really want to pay attention to her. When he sat down, he placed the plate on the bedside table. He picked up the steaming seafood porridge with his well-defined fingers, stirred it a couple of times, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and then put it to her lips.
"......"
"Eat something to nourish your body."
"..." Qiao Yu panicked even more, leaning back and stammering, "Ling Chuan also, last night..."
Ling Chuan then lifted her eyelashes, biting her lower lip as she stared at him, her eyes filled with helplessness, like a bewildered little deer.
He couldn't help but smile, his gaze softening like melted candy, and he gently touched the tip of her nose with his fingertips: "Nothing happened..."
Qiao Yu finally exhaled after holding her breath for a long time.
He added, "But..."
She was forced to speak again, and frowned. "Can you finish it all at once?"
The morning light fell on her flushed earlobes, and Ling Chuan smiled, a slight curve to his lips: "Teacher Qiao, it seems you want to teach me something..."
Qiao Yu was bewildered: "Teach you what?"
Ling Chuan's lips curved into an even more pronounced smile, causing Qiao Yu's heart to skip a beat for no apparent reason.
Then I heard him casually utter a few words: "Teach it...to be obedient."
As she spoke, her gaze swept over a certain spot, and Qiao Yu panicked, pulling the blanket over her face.
"Aaaaaahhhhh... You're lying..."
Ling Chuan finally laughed out loud, his deep eyes curving into crescents, reflecting her mischievous behavior, yet filled with doting affection.
After a while, Ling Chuan forcibly pulled the blanket off Qiao Yu's face. Qiao Yu's cheeks were still flushed, and she covered her face, unable to look at him.
Through her fingers, a black and gold invitation appeared in her sight, and Qiao Yu slowly raised her face.
"What's this?"
"Concert tickets."
"?"
Qiao Yu took the invitation and opened it from one side.
Tickets for Lingchuan's "After Sunrise" concert.
"Your concert?"
Ling Chuan raised an eyebrow. "I'll wait for you there."
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