Chapter 94 Baby, breathe
The driver's seat is not spacious to begin with, and with two people sitting together, the space suddenly becomes small and cramped.
The distance between the two of them suddenly shortened, so close that even their breathing became noticeable.
The lights outside the car window dimmed, isolating them from all the noise of the world. It was as if the whole world was just the two of them.
In order to maintain her balance, Meng Shiyi placed her hands on He Xilou's shoulders.
He Xilou held her waist firmly with one hand, making her unable to move. She could only lie down in front of him.
Fit together seamlessly.
Meng Shiyi twisted her waist, unable to struggle, her cheeks flushed a faint pink, and she angrily scolded him:
"He Xilou, you hooligan!"
He Xilou seemed to enjoy being scolded.
"We are legitimate, how can we be considered hooligans?"
His eyes were filled with dark emotions. His deep gaze fell on her lips and he said in a hoarse voice, "I want to kiss you."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Xilou suddenly came over.
Meng Shiyi instinctively stepped back and refused softly, "Don't..."
He Xilou seemed to want to kiss her and do more ambiguous things with her all the time.
It's like, falling in love is just for these things.
He Xilou sensed her resistance and did not forcefully kiss her, nor did he get annoyed or spoil the fun. Instead, he held her face with one hand, pinched the flesh on her face with his fingertips, and asked lovingly and patiently:
"Why are you avoiding me? Do you really not want to kiss me?"
Meng Shiyi couldn't put it into words, so she just tilted her head slightly to avoid his sight.
Every time she was teased, she couldn't help but think in her heart:
Is He Xilou like this to everyone? Is he like this to other girls too, flirting with them with flirty words, kissing them with the same gestures...
Meng Shiyi was in a mess, feeling both excited and scared.
It was so close to He Xilou, but she still felt it was so far away.
Did He Xilou really like her as a person, or did he simply enjoy kissing her? Would it be a while before the novelty wore off and he would find it boring?
Meng Shiyi was afraid of getting the answer.
But in the end, she still chose to muster up the courage and asked carefully:
"Have you ever... kissed others often before?"
Meng Shiyi's voice is very light, like the hazy rain in the south of the Yangtze River, soft and delicate. If you listen carefully, you can even hear some trembling in it.
"Others, with whom?"
He Xilou frowned slightly, and suddenly moved closer to her, forehead touching hers, his voice hoarse and magnetic:
"Xiao Shiyi, maybe there is something you don't know yet."
"What's up?"
He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple, his eyes tinged with lust, and he said seriously, "Before you, I've never been kissed."
He raised his eyes, smiled evilly and said, "So, now I can catch you and take advantage of you?"
His little poetry is so sweet that I can never kiss him enough.
He Xilou even wanted to give her to him right in the car...
Meng Shiyi was stunned for two seconds, slowly thinking about what he said.
He Xilou, have you never kissed before?
Meng Shiyi found it impossible and hard to believe. She looked at him in shock, "You really have never kissed anyone before?"
"Sister Shiyi, I'm not such a casual man," He Xilou flattered himself, "My kiss is also precious, and I only give it to you."
Meng Shiyi's eyes sparkled with light, but soon faded away again, and she said sullenly:
"He Xilou, if you have kissed someone else, then you have kissed someone else. Don't lie to me."
He Xilou scoffed: "Tell me, how did I lie to you?"
"You kiss very skillfully, like you've been through a hundred battles," Meng Shiyi pursed her lips, cautiously, her eyes dodging, "otherwise why would you reach out right away..."
Sheng Wan once said that 90% of men who stick out their tongues right away are scumbags and cannot be trusted.
He Xilou raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's because - I learned it by myself."
Self-taught?
Meng Shiyi was skeptical: "Really?"
"I'm very opposed to kissing," He Xilou coaxed her in a low voice, "but you're an exception."
He had never been kissed before, and now that he tasted the sweet scent, he naturally became greedy.
It sounds ridiculous, but it's true.
He Xilou leaned over meaningfully, "It doesn't matter if your kissing skills are poor, Sister Shiyi. I will practice with you slowly, and you will be able to go from being awkward to being proficient..."
"And it's not just kissing, you can practice other things too~"
As soon as she finished speaking, He Xilou suddenly lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, as if he was tasting a sweet little cake.
From the simple to the complex.
"Woo..." Meng Shiyi dodged back, a broken sound coming out of her lips
The pitiful voice failed to stop the man, but made him more excited.
Meng Shiyi was restrained by He Xilou at the waist and the back of the head, unable to move. She could only sit on his thighs with her body soft and endure his violent and hot attack.
It seems that no matter what He Xilou does, he is always at ease and in control of everything. He is wild and unruly, like an untamed wolf.
Meng Shiyi's mind was a mess.
It seemed that as soon as she got close to He Xiluo, she found it difficult to think rationally, maintain a steady heartbeat, or control her breathing rate.
She really couldn't breathe, so she hardened her heart and grabbed He Xiluo's neck with both hands.
“Ahem…”
He Xilou suddenly released her waist, coughed twice, and seemed to laugh in anger:
"Pinch me? Are you murdering your husband?"
When did you become a husband?
Meng Shiyi breathed in the fresh air and said sullenly, "You kissed me for too long. I feel uncomfortable."
“My skills are not good enough.”
He Xilou smirked and moved closer, "Shall we practice some more?"
Neuropathy.
Meng Shiyi punched his chest hard: "This is the school gate! You've already kissed me, let me go!"
There are so many students coming and going, but only He Xilou has a thicker skin than a city wall and has no shame.
He Xilou let her hit him without moving, and raised his eyebrows lazily, "Meng Shiyi, look behind you."
Meng Shiyi sat face to face on his lap with her back to the front of the car. Upon hearing this, she turned her head to look.
There were many students outside the bus, some coming out of the bookstore, and some going to buy milk tea and midnight snacks.
Occasionally, a few boys would see He Xilou's Maybach and stop to watch for a few seconds.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion.
Meng Shiyi always felt that many students were looking at her through the car windows.
She was so frightened that her heart skipped a beat and she turned back immediately, afraid that she would be recognized.
He Xilou leaned over, pressed her against the steering wheel, and whispered in her ear:
"Is it stimulating?"
After saying that, he kissed Meng Shiyi's lips again, this time even more gently and doting than last time.
It’s more about guiding than asking for something.
Guide Meng Shiyi to respond to him tremblingly.
He Xilou used up all his patience this time, and stopped at a light taste. After a while, he let go of her lips and coaxed her:
"Baby, breathe."
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