Chapter 100: Even rubbing against it like a kitten won't work!
Emotions are influenced and driven by the surrounding environment.
From the time the illness began in Fuzhou, delusions began to emerge uncontrollably in my mind.
Before I even stepped off the stage, I made that phone call and heard her joyful, sweet voice.
Finally, today, when the classroom door opened, she stood in the crowd, smiling and looking at him.
My heart was surging with emotion, like a raging torrent.
After holding hands, we walked into this small grove where there was no one else around.
The dam was irresistibly breached.
Jiang Yingxu's rough fingertips slipped between her fingers, rubbing heavily against the soft skin of her palm as he moved closer.
Shi Miao subconsciously staggered backward with his force, but just before her shoulder hit the wall behind her, she was caught by a strong arm, which eased the impact.
I could hear the disordered, heavy breathing around me.
His state was too abnormal; when you got close, he inadvertently revealed a rare, domineering and obsessive side.
Shi Miao, who still possesses the sensitive nature of a small animal at heart, reflexively becomes alert, and her first reaction is to run away.
But the arm behind the shoulder was trembling slightly.
Even in such a painful moment, he remembered that she was delicate and afraid of pain, so he didn't let her crash straight into him.
The soft-hearted kitten was charmed again.
She lowered her voice, full of concern, "Are you alright?"
not good.
Not good at all.
Jiang Yingxu swallowed hard, his gaze sweeping across the small patch of snow-white skin on her neck. Above, her soft, petal-like lips opened and closed, the only beautiful color on her fair face.
He watched for a long time.
When she still hadn't received a reply, she got a little annoyed. She raised her hand and gently pushed his chest, puffing out her cheeks and yelling at him fiercely.
"Jiang Yingxu".
Are you even listening to me?
As if waking from a dream, Jiang Yingxu's overly focused gaze slowly left that vibrant color and met her rounded cat-like eyes.
The light was dim.
Shi Miao still retains some of the characteristics of a kitten, such as her tongue being afraid of being burned, her light and graceful walking posture, and her amber-green eyes.
In such an environment, the pupils involuntarily dilate, almost filling the iris.
It has a very eerie and mysterious feel to it.
The gaze directed at him was clean, clear, and pure; it was simply looking at him.
There was nothing else.
"..."
Jiang Yingxu pressed down on his lips, his eyes dimmed slightly, and suddenly raised his hand to cover her eyes.
Shi Miao: "?"
Shi Miao: "What are you doing?"
I always like to cover her eyes; I cover a cat's eyes, and I cover a person's eyes too.
What exactly is it that the Cat King can't watch?
Shi Miao was really getting angry. "Jiang Yingxu, I'm warning you—"
The sound of breathing suddenly drew closer.
The next second, something cool and smooth touched her neck.
Shi Miao paused for a moment.
It was... Jiang Yingxu's face.
Without any clothing to cover them, their skin pressed together without any gaps.
He brushed against me slowly and gently, his breath hot and wet, sticky and clinging to the skin of my neck.
What's a bit fuzzy is his long eyelashes.
What's more striking is his high, straight nose.
What's softer is... his thin lips.
It brushed against me almost imperceptibly, leaving a damp, warm mark.
It brings a strange sense of trepidation, making the kitten feel a little like it's about to bristle.
If I hadn't been trapped within the wall and in Jiang Yingxu's arms, I would have jumped several miles away by now.
Why are you taking advantage of her like this?
Cats have learned basic physiology, while humans don't have scent glands.
Isn't Jiang Yingxu's illness something that can be cured simply by applying a plaster?
Holding hands isn't enough?
Shi Miao was a little dazed. The hot breath he exhaled touched the skin on the side of her neck and collarbone, and her tailbone felt a little numb and itchy.
She had an urge to let her ears and tail out.
No, no, that won't do.
Shi Miao tried to distract herself.
My thoughts wandered, and I suddenly remembered a stray mother cat from my university days who had given birth to several kittens of slightly different colors in a warm corner.
Those kittens, whose eyes haven't even opened yet, seem to be like this, humming and scurrying around their mothers, trying to find a place to nurse, but unable to find a spot, they can only keep nudging their mothers' chins.
Shi Miao was lost in thought.
Shi Miao frowned.
Shi Miao was conflicted.
“…Jiang Yingxu.” Shi Miao finally called him in a low voice, looking embarrassed, “I didn’t.”
Jiang Yingxu had no idea what strange twist of thought this little cat had taken this time, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What?"
He quickly regretted asking that question.
Shi Miao's eyelashes fluttered as they swept across his palm, bringing a soft, ticklish sensation.
She spoke slowly and hesitantly, "Do you... want some milk?"
But it's not spring now, and she hasn't mated.
The kitten's voice was soft and gentle, and it tried to explain things to him in a clumsy yet sincere way.
"I can't have babies, and I don't have enough milk."
Even rubbing against it like a kitten won't work!
Jiang Yingxu: "..."
It's hard to say exactly what unspeakable, tender, dirty, and vulgar images flashed through Jiang Yingxu's mind the moment he heard Shi Miao's words.
He pursed his lips, suppressing the itchy urge in his teeth to hold onto something tightly.
His fingers stiffened for a moment, and finally, he could only helplessly increase the force, covering her face completely.
I wanted to avoid letting her see my disheveled state.
Every word.
It was spat out with difficulty from between his teeth.
"Don't speak."
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