Chapter 46 First Kiss "I can't be indifferent to someone I like"...
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Fang Huaixu kissed her firmly. This time, unlike any previous passive or tentative contact, it was a kiss that came entirely from his own will, an outburst of long-suppressed emotions, a kiss he gave with all his heart.
He gently explored her lips, like a butterfly lightly touching a petal, cherishing and carefully. The incredible sweetness of the touch instantly ignited every cell in his body. He patiently kissed and nibbled at her lips repeatedly, his warm breaths gradually becoming rapid, as if he wanted to swallow her whole in small bites.
Meng Yao braced her hands against the edge of the bed, feeling the passionate and lingering kisses on her lips. In the past, she always appeared calm and bold, but at this moment she felt stiff all over, a tight feeling of tension and excitement pressed tightly in her chest. Her heart was pounding so hard that she could almost lose control, and she could even feel her blood rushing and roaring. Her brain felt a wave of unreal dizziness.
Fang Huaixu... actually kissed her.
Her breath trembled slightly from the kiss, and she closed her eyes to savor this awkward yet incredible intimacy.
Fang Huaixu wanted more than just to kiss her.
The moment he kissed Meng Yao, the last vestiges of reason and shyness in his heart were burned away by the raging passion.
He was filled with regret, regretting why he hadn't mustered the courage sooner and tasted the most touching sweetness in the world sooner. In his mind and heart, only one thought remained.
Get close to her, possess her, feel her.
He slowly reached into her hair, gently protecting the back of her head. After confirming that she couldn't escape the kiss, he quickly moved his other hand forward to hold her waist, prying open her lips and passionately entwining them.
Startled by this strange sensation, Meng Yao opened her eyes, unable to believe that this moment had actually happened, but the sensation between her lips and teeth was warm and confusing.
Fang Huaixu's kiss was as deep and lingering as his own, gently rubbing and savoring the tip of her nose, making Meng Yao's heart itch.
But whenever she tried to protest, she would find that she had already been tightly pulled into his arms without him even realizing it, and she couldn't struggle at all.
Meng Yao could barely breathe. Her hands, which were supporting her on the edge of the bed, began to tremble. Finally, she lost her balance and went limp. The pain she had imagined did not come. Fang Huaixu, as if he had expected it, protected her head and pressed her firmly against the soft bed. It was hard to say that this was not something Fang Huaixu had planned for a long time. Their lips never parted from beginning to end.
Meng Yao's face flushed. Thinking of Fang Huaixu's injury, she reached out and gently pushed him twice: "Hand..."
"fine……"
His voice was muffled and hoarse, carrying an undeniable force as he lifted her to a high position and continued kissing her.
That deep, magnetic voice sent shivers down Meng Yao's spine like an electric current, and she felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
She never imagined that she could actually do something so intimate with a man who was almost perfect in her eyes. His scent, his warmth, every subtle movement of his captivated her.
Fang Huaixu was frighteningly enlightened. After finally letting go of her slightly swollen lips, he immediately kissed her again like a devout believer on a pilgrimage, following her burning cheeks, lightly kissing her eyelashes and the tip of her nose, and finally kissing her deeply again with an almost plundering meaning.
Meng Yao felt like a flame that had been ignited, melting little by little under his passionate kisses. She couldn't believe that the person in front of her was still the same innocent, shy, and old-fashioned man she had known before.
Meng Yao genuinely felt that she was about to lose control; a feeling she had never experienced before lingered in her throat, which Fang Huaixu swallowed back down.
Only after he had kissed her until she was almost melting did his kisses stop at her lips and begin to travel down her slender neck, leaving fine, hot marks.
When his lips and teeth, with a hint of punishment, gently nibbled at the most sensitive spot on the side of her neck, that intense desire finally overflowed uncontrollably.
"Fang, ah..."
Before she could stop it, a sweet, cloying voice, unfamiliar even to herself, spilled out uncontrollably.
The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to explode in the quiet room, and the two people froze at the same time.
Meng Yao snapped back to her senses, her face instantly turning red from her neck to her ears. She couldn't believe that she had actually made that sound, and instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth.
Fang Huaixu was also stunned as if he had been burned by the voice. His cheeks and ears turned red quickly, and his eyes looked away in a panic. He dared not look at Meng Yao again.
The air was thick with ambiguity and awkwardness.
After several seconds, he seemed to regain his senses, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "...I'm sorry."
Meng Yao wanted to make a joke as usual to smooth things over, but she found that she couldn't make a sound. The sound from earlier was still echoing in her mind. She was so ashamed that she didn't dare to look at him.
The two remained silent for a long time. Meng Yao hesitated and shifted her gaze, only to find that Fang Huaixu had also moved over at the same time. They then tacitly looked away at the same time.
Fang Huaixu's mind was in complete turmoil. He was still on top of Meng Yao, unsure whether to continue or leave. He couldn't believe how he had just been so rude and unrestrained. Even if Meng Yao had given him special privileges, he shouldn't have been so reckless...
His mind was in a panic, especially since Meng Yao was unusually silent. Had he frightened her earlier? Was she unhappy? Should he say something to change the atmosphere?
"You...would you like to get up first..." He was tense, trying to find the most awkward topic.
Meng Yao nodded subconsciously, then shook her head violently, not even knowing what she was doing.
Seeing her reaction, Fang Huaixu's heart sank even further. She was indeed angry and resistant. He was immediately filled with self-reproach: "I'm sorry, I lost control just now. If you don't like it..."
"I don't hate it..." Meng Yao finally broke free from the immense shame a little and interrupted him softly.
Fang Huaixu paused for a moment, then, as always, asked frankly, "Then... why aren't you saying anything?"
Meng Yao took a long breath, feeling her body gradually regain consciousness. The excitement and novelty she had been holding back for so long instantly overwhelmed her embarrassment: "...I like it."
Fang Huaixu opened her eyes slightly wider as she looked at her. She was a little embarrassed, but more excited: "Actually... it was rare to see you so assertive just now, and it felt so different. Then, when I came to my senses, I realized that we were doing something erotic just now..."
She chuckled twice: "I never thought that the kind of scene in novels where you're 'pinned down on the bed and kissed until you can't breathe' could actually happen."
Fang Huaixu was puzzled for a moment, then his expression became somewhat complicated as he processed the meaning of her words. It took him a while to react: "Is this your first kiss?"
“No,” Meng Yao replied quickly.
Fang Huaixu breathed a sigh of relief for no apparent reason, but Meng Yao quickly added, "Wasn't the first time the one when you kissed me at home last time?"
Fang Huaixu was completely stunned. At first, he was a little jealous when he saw Meng Yao handle such things so smoothly, but he was more relieved that she had experienced other relationships so that he could be sure that she also had romantic feelings for him.
But now that he has learned that this is Meng Yao's first time kissing, he suddenly feels a strong sense of regret and excitement, making him feel ashamed.
"What's wrong?" Meng Yao noticed his long silence and narrowed her eyes in annoyance. "Is this not your first time? I knew it, how could you kiss so erotically..."
"I didn't." Fang Huaixu was startled by her startling words and quickly interrupted her.
Her retelling of his kiss made him even more ashamed, but he still had no choice but to clarify first, his voice trembling slightly at the end: "...I've never been in a relationship before, this is my first time."
Meng Yao's eyes lit up: she had thought that Fang Huaixu, a workaholic, must have a very clean private life, but she didn't expect that he would still be so clean at the age of thirty. She immediately reached out and pinched his cheek happily: "How can you be so good to me?"
Her fingertips were cool and warm as she pinched his cheek. Fang Huaixu felt a little distracted again; his skin tingled as if scratched by a cat. He was both happy and guilty at her praise, and he reached out to gently cup her hand: "...Are you sure it's okay? You've never even been in a relationship before. I'm so much older than you, almost old enough to be your uncle. How can you be sure your feelings for me are romantic love...?"
Meng Yao rolled her eyes inwardly: "You're overthinking it. I'm younger than you, but I'm not stupid. How could I not know who I like?"
She scoffed dismissively, "Besides, who starts calling someone 'uncle' just because they're six years older? I bet you just want me to call you 'Uncle Fang'."
"I don't have that kind of fetish!"
Fang Huaixu quickly stopped him, and after hesitating for a moment, his expression became more serious: "I just feel that you are still a little girl with little experience. I let you decide to accept my pursuit so confusedly. I am always the dishonorable party in this relationship."
Meng Yao really couldn't understand what he was getting so hung up on, and couldn't help but glare at him.
Fang Huaixu quickly realized that he had said the wrong thing again, and almost reflexively corrected himself by saying, "However, I am very sure of my attitude. I will never say anything about giving up on this relationship lightly... As for the unfairness in this regard, I will find a way to make up for it."
Meng Yao was somewhat surprised by his quick and seemingly effortless display of henpecked behavior. Her initial annoyance vanished instantly because of his good attitude, replaced by a wave of satisfaction and sweetness. She wrapped her arms around his neck again, grinning mischievously, "Isn't this good enough..."
However, this sudden movement aggravated the nearby equipment, startling her, until she heard the footsteps of medical staff outside the door: "Ms. Fang, is something wrong?"
Fang Huaixu was the first to react and got up. He patted her head and then, while straightening his clothes with one hand, headed towards the door, saying calmly, "It's nothing. I just knocked over a cup. Take me to find Chen Jie first."
"Okay, okay."
Fang Huaixu calmly walked out the door and gave her a look, giving her enough time to get up and tidy herself up.
When he returned, both of them looked normal. Meng Yao sat in the chair, still shaken: "I was so scared. I forgot I was still in the hospital when the lights were off."
Fang Huaixu chuckled softly, the gentle light illuminating his features, making him appear exceptionally handsome: "Don't worry, this hospital is, in a sense, invested and controlled by Tianmu Group, so privacy and security are guaranteed... After all, this is a hospital, and it wouldn't be comfortable staying here. When I went out earlier, I had Chen Jie arrange a place for you to rest tonight..."
Meng Yao heard bits and pieces of what was going on, but her attention was entirely focused on Fang Huaixu's face: this handsome face didn't look thirty at all.
Just looking at her made him feel great, not to mention that they had just kissed here, and he could touch and kiss her anytime, anywhere in the future. His lips were practically curled up to the sky: Next time, he must find a well-lit place to kiss her again.
No, why wait until next time?
Meng Yao acted immediately, tiptoeing over to hug him again: "Come on, let's kiss one more time before we leave?"
Fang Huaixu's face visibly turned red from her touch. Although his hands still honestly embraced her, his eyes were not as firm as before. He confessed in a low voice, somewhat embarrassed, "How about we wait until next time... If we keep kissing like this, something really will happen."
Before Meng Yao could react, Fang Huaixu simply went all out: "I am an adult male with normal physiological needs..."
Seemingly feeling that it wasn't accurate enough, he added, forcing himself to speak: "And as you probably sensed just now, I'm probably the type who's quite driven by desire, and I can't remain indifferent to the contact of someone I like..."
Meng Yao immediately understood the subtext of his words. Her heart skipped a beat, and a surge of heat rushed to her head, making her instantly nervous. She didn't know where to put her hands and feet, but her gaze involuntarily drifted downwards.
"you!……"
Fang Huaixu hesitated for a moment, then quickly covered her eyes. Embarrassed to the point of being ashamed, he pinched her cheek helplessly and gave her a four-word evaluation through gritted teeth: "Audacious beyond belief."
Even with his eyes covered, Meng Yao couldn't help but laugh, though her heart was racing uncontrollably.
She dared not test Fang Huaixu's "actual abilities" at all. She was already struggling to keep up with just kissing him. It was definitely not possible for her to take things to the next step so quickly right now.
Even so, she still pulled his hand down, put on a serious face and pretended to be regretful: "Alright, considering you're still a patient, I'll let you off the hook today. I'm going to rest."
Fang Huaixu smiled, feeling both relieved and inexplicably disappointed.
However, just as Meng Yao reached the door and was about to open it to leave, she suddenly turned around, ran back quickly, stood on tiptoe, and gave him another quick kiss on the lips.
"See you tomorrow!" She smiled like a sly kitten, her eyes curving into a beautiful arc.
Fang Huaixu stared blankly as her graceful figure disappeared behind the door. He subconsciously reached out and touched his lips, which still held her warmth and breath, as if they still carried the soft touch of her kiss. Joy and satisfaction instantly filled his heart like a warm current, dispelling all his disappointment.
He gazed at the closed door, and the corners of his mouth slowly and uncontrollably turned up, forming an extremely gentle curve.
That night, Meng Yao fell asleep as soon as she got to her place and slept soundly, her body and mind immersed in an unprecedented sense of peace and happiness.
She didn't wake up naturally until the afternoon of the next day, feeling refreshed and all the fatigue of the past few days had vanished.
I had just stretched when I heard a knock on the door.
Thinking it was Fang Huaixu, she immediately put on a smug smile and tiptoed to the door, ready to scare him when he came in.
She flung open the door with a bright smile, only to find a young man standing there, a stranger to her.
Meng Yao blinked, looking at him with a somewhat bewildered expression: "Who are you?"
The man, dressed in a suit and tie and exuding a capable air, adjusted his glasses with a slight bow and began to introduce himself politely: "Hello, Mr. Meng. My surname is Zhao, Zhao Mingxuan, and I am Mr. Fang's personal assistant."
Author's Note: I'll be working overtime again tomorrow, but I'll try my best to update!
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