Feng Guang hadn't expected so many mosquitoes at night. She tossed and turned, unable to sleep. On the contrary, Fang Ya Ya next to her had already drifted off to sleep happily. Feng Guang gritted her teeth and stared at Fang Ya Ya's sleeping face, feeling envious and jealous. Why didn't the mosquitoes bite her?
The chirping of insects started again outside. After tossing and turning several times, Feng Guang suddenly sat up, clutching her head in despair. She decided to go outside and get some fresh air. Carefully avoiding Fang Ya Ya, she stepped out of the tent. The moonlight was beautiful tonight, and if she hadn't been so upset, she thought she would have been in a much better mood to appreciate the beautiful night view.
Just as she was wondering whether to call An Tong out, a person walked out of the tent next door. With a handsome and upright figure, a gentle and refined temperament, and an impeccable face, who else could it be but An Tong?
Upon seeing the scenery, he gave me the smile I expected. "Can't sleep?"
"I'm being bitten to death by mosquitoes." Feng Guang walked up to him, looking for comfort. She held up her hand, "Look, I've got two bites here, one more here, and one more here..."
On her legs and hands, wherever her skin was exposed to the air, there were several small red dots that stood out. She pointed to these red dots one by one, trying to gain his sympathy.
An Tong lived up to her expectations of playing the victim, and hugged her tenderly, saying, "You've suffered."
"It's not bitter, it's not bitter." She chuckled to herself, and casually reached out to rub his chest a few times. "Why did you come out? Did Mu Tianze's snoring disturb you?"
“No.” He shook his head with a laugh. “Tianze was very quiet and didn’t disturb me. I came out because I guessed you wouldn’t be able to sleep.”
Feng Guang blinked curiously, "How did you guess?"
"Feel."
She corrected, "It's a telepathic connection."
"Yes, we're on the same wavelength." He replied, his voice filled with undisguised tenderness.
Feng Guang was satisfied. She leaned lazily against his chest and sighed sadly, "I wish I could sleep with you."
An Tong couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. "Although I really enjoy hearing you say that, you can't let anyone else hear it, or you'll be laughed at."
"But I just want to sleep with you." She was shameless. Actually, it wasn't that she wasn't reserved, but when she saw him, she just wanted to act cute and feel pampered by him.
An Tong's fingertips traced her cheek, her dark eyes like whirlpools, drawing one in and captivating her. "I'll sleep with you again when you're an adult."
His voice was steady and powerful.
This wasn't just teasing her; it was informing her.
Fengguang's heart was thrown into disarray. She knew what this meant, so her mind was like a string of fireworks, unable to calm down, and her face was burning.
An Tong looked at her face, which was flushed red, and wondered if she was too shy to speak. Suddenly, she buried her head in his chest and a muffled voice came from below, "My birthday is in three months."
An Tong suddenly felt a rush of blood to his head, and his heartbeat became erratic.
She looked up timidly, "You've been standing for so long...aren't your legs sore?"
Even though she was too shy to face anyone, she still cared about his health.
"It's okay, I'm much better now." An Tong reached out and lifted her chin, her deep eyes slightly narrowed. "Feng Guang, have you ever kissed anyone?"
She was lost in his deliberately lowered voice, shaking her head blankly.
An Tong smiled, lowered his head, and suddenly blocked her lips. Feng Guang subconsciously opened her mouth. This kiss did not allow her to refuse. She went from being surprised at first to entwining with him. Even when she was panting and began to feel suffocated, An Tong was determined to sweep away any excess air from her mouth.
A kiss, and I'm lost in passion.
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