Chapter 131 She couldn't control her emotions; she knew a little about flirting too! ...
Zhu Liushuang was held in his arms, her fingers clenched in his hand, and her ears were filled with his warm, wet breath. At this moment, she could no longer keep a straight face, and shyly lowered her head.
He kissed her last night when she was drunk and acting crazy!
Why are you now so gentlemanly asking for her opinion?
Could she possibly refuse?
Zhu Liushuang felt both shy and agitated. On the surface, He Ming seemed to have given her the decision of whether or not to kiss her. But in reality... he was clearly using a feigned retreat to advance, having her completely under his control.
Her long eyelashes fluttered, and when she looked up again, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled. Her thin lips almost touched his earlobe, her voice so soft it could melt water: "Of course you can..."
"Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run." Most girls have been influenced by romance novels and idol dramas, and Zhu Liushuang's lack of "dating experience" stemmed from this. She tried hard to recall, mimicking scenes from her memory, and gently blew a breath into He Ming's earlobe.
She's a little bit good at flirting!
Her breath was hot, and the air seemed to spark with alluring energy. She could clearly feel the man's body reacting; his fair ears gradually turned red, his arms and chest remained stiff, and even his breathing became rapid.
Idol dramas really do live up to their reputation!
Zhu Liushuang was basking in the satisfaction of successfully flirting with He Ming, unaware of how this spark she had ignited would spread like wildfire.
"Liu Shuang—" he suddenly released his embrace and called out to her, his voice hoarse as if squeezed from the depths of his throat.
Before Zhu Liushuang could even wipe the triumphant smile from her face, a pair of slender hands appeared beside her cheek.
He Ming gently cupped her face in his hands, gazing at her intently.
His eyes were turbulent, his usual calm and composure long gone. His large palms were hot, so hot that her heart trembled.
Zhu Liushuang finally realized that she seemed to have "put herself in trouble," but "once the arrow is released, there is no turning back." Even though her cheeks were burning hot, she would never back down.
"Close your eyes—" The man's fingertips caressed her lips, his voice laced with unspoken emotion.
Zhu Liushuang was so burned she couldn't speak, her lips slightly parted as she slowly closed her eyes. The darkness heightened her senses, but also intensified her tension.
His heavy breathing grew closer, and the next second, his lips touched hers.
The soft yet scalding touch made her brain go blank with a "buzz".
What should she do now? Zhu Liushuang wondered helplessly, her heart pounding in her ears.
After a few quiet seconds, he tentatively moved his lips and traced their contours on hers.
Perhaps afraid of startling her, he kissed her with restraint and gentleness.
Even so, Zhu Liushuang was finding it hard to bear.
The soft, persistent kisses made her unconsciously clutch the front of his sweater. Her lips felt tingly and numb, like crushing a cloud dipped in icing sugar, slowly melting in the dampness.
Like a sunflower, she instinctively raised her head, wanting to get closer to her sun.
Their noses brushed against each other, their breaths mingled, and a wonderful sensation filled her heart to the brim. This intoxicating satisfaction became an invisible key, quietly unlocking a new journey of exploration.
Unbeknownst to her, her tightly clenched teeth parted, inviting his tongue to savor her fragrance. With a gentle bite, he entwined himself more deeply with her, their movements clumsy yet tender.
Her neck gradually tilted back, and the weight pressing on her chest grew heavier and heavier, where a heart pounded in sync with her joy.
The man's overwhelming scent enveloped her, making it hard for her to breathe.
"Ugh—" Before she could catch her breath, she pushed him away, letting out a soft, aggrieved moan.
He Ming then stopped, and bit her lower lip with lingering satisfaction.
"Can't you breathe?" He pressed his forehead against hers and chuckled softly.
Now free, Zhu Liushuang could only gasp for breath. Once her breathing had calmed down, she gave him a weak glance and said, "How can I compare to you? You seem to have been born with this skill. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were a veteran..."
Her tone was both coquettish and reproachful, her red lips glistening with moisture. He Ming couldn't resist pressing his lips against hers again, silencing the rest of her words.
Having learned from his previous experience, this time he no longer focused solely on conquering territory, but patiently taught her how to breathe through her nose.
Zhu Liushuang initially struggled, but gradually she grasped the basics and was able to respond in some way.
Time slipped away as she chased after her lips and teeth, and a continuous stream of white noise echoed in her mind. Suddenly, she forgot what day it was.
As the entanglement intensified, a pinkish haze filled the air before her eyes. Overwhelmed by emotion, she reached out and tightly embraced his lean waist, collapsing limply into his arms.
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They arrived back at Chunhua Lane more than half an hour later than expected. Zhu Liushuang couldn't remember how they drove there. All she knew was that He Ming had been holding her hand the whole time.
Looking at their tightly clasped hands, Zhu Liushuang sighed helplessly in her heart.
This person... seems to have completely changed, becoming very clingy.
She stopped at the kitchen doorway and turned to ask him, "I'm going to the kitchen to put the packed food on a plate... Do you want to take a shower first?" She was worried that he would catch a cold after getting wet in the rain and being delayed in the car for so long.
He Ming hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."
The restraints loosened, and Zhu Liu's hands fell empty. Her palms, which he had been holding, were damp and hot, and her fingers were covered in sweat. She raised her hands to wipe them on her arms before, as if a beat too late, pushing open the frosted glass door.
The kitchen was much colder than the living room, and she sneezed as soon as she entered. Her gaze fell on the window next to the sink, where the Venetian blinds swayed in the wind, the chains striking the tiles with a crisp "clatter, clatter."
Zhu Liushuang then remembered that she had opened the window for ventilation while washing dishes at noon, but forgot to close it when she was in a hurry to leave. Feeling slightly annoyed, she quickly went over and closed the half-open glass window, then pulled the blinds that were letting in light all the way shut.
With the night breeze gone, the kitchen returned to silence. She bent down and took two empty plates from the cupboard, slowly plating the food. Actually, putting the takeout containers directly into the refrigerator would have been just as good; she wasn't that particular. She had only told He Ming about this to find an excuse to "turn off the heat."
During their passionate kiss in the car, she noticed a significant change in his body and felt that if they continued to be so affectionate, something would likely happen naturally.
Zhu Liushuang wasn't mentally prepared yet.
Tian Xingyu always said that she "had the desire to steal but not the courage," and she felt that her friend was absolutely right.
She did indeed covet He Ming's body and longed for romantic relationships, but it was all just wishful thinking.
She's only just experienced what kissing is like. If she jumps straight to a deeper level of communication, wouldn't that be too fast?
Thinking of this, Zhu Liushuang's face flushed again. Her heart felt like it was teeming with thousands of rabbits, jumping and pounding inside her chest.
"Liu Shuang, what are you thinking about? The soup in the box is about to spill out..." A reminder came unexpectedly.
Zhu Liushuang suddenly snapped back to reality, the box in her hand trembled, and the soup dripped down the back of her hand.
"Senior, why are you walking so quietly?" she asked, her voice rising an octave. "Did you finish showering so quickly?"
No, they parted ways at the door just a few minutes ago, so why is he coming back now?
The man ignored her words, took a tissue from the counter, and gently wiped the soup off the back of her hand. He then wiped the soup-stained countertop as well.
"I came in to check on you when I heard you sneeze." He Ming reached out and touched her forehead.
"I forgot to close the kitchen window..." Zhu Liushuang turned her face away embarrassedly and urged him to go take a shower.
But the man remained motionless, leaning against the kitchen counter.
"Are you thirsty?" he asked out of the blue.
"Huh?" Zhu Liushuang wanted to say "I'm not thirsty," but He Ming had already brought the glass to her lips. Steam rose from the rim of the glass, creating a white mist in front of her eyes.
"It's not hot, drink some to warm your stomach," he continued to persuade.
This wide-mouthed glass is what He Ming uses daily.
Zhu Liushuang remembered that there were several cups on the bar counter in the living room. Apart from her light blue enamel cup, the others were all glass cups, which should have been easy to identify.
He Ming poured her a glass of water, but he used his own water glass.
Lin Hui said he has mild mysophobia, could the information be incorrect?
“This is your cup…” Zhu Liushuang said hesitantly.
"You don't like my cup?" the man said, feigning hurt. "Then I'll go get you a new one..."
With that, he turned to walk out.
Startled by that forlorn look, Zhu Liushuang hurriedly grabbed him, saying, "No. I didn't mean to be disgusted... It was your colleague who said that you... you have mysophobia and don't like others touching your things."
Upon hearing this, the gloom on He Ming's face immediately vanished.
He brought the water glass to Zhu Liu's lips again and said in a hoarse voice, "We've already kissed... how could you not like it? Drink up..."
His tone was ambiguous and his words were suggestive, making it hard for Zhu Liushuang not to have all sorts of wild thoughts.
The image of the two whispering sweet nothings in the train carriage flashed before her eyes once more, the suppressed sobs and heavy breathing sending chills down her spine.
She was amazed by her own incredible memory; even with her eyes closed, she remembered every single detail. Looking back now, it felt as if she were reliving that beautiful experience.
"Why is your face so red?" He Ming suddenly leaned down and looked at her with concern.
Enraged, Zhu Liushuang snatched the cup from his hand, tilted her head back, and gulped it down in one go. She drank too fast, choking several times and then coughing uncontrollably.
Knowing she was annoyed by his teasing, the man wisely kept quiet. He cupped his hand and gently patted her back affectionately to help her catch her breath.
Of course, you could also say it's "going with the flow".
His beloved girl couldn't resist teasing him, so He Ming quickly composed himself and helped her put the remaining food containers on plates.
It was late at night, and only a few lights remained on in the apartment building.
After the two came out of the kitchen, He Ming escorted Zhu Liushuang to the bedroom door.
"Take a shower and go to bed early tonight. If it rains tonight, the roads will be icy tomorrow morning, so don't ride your electric bike. I'll take you there."
He still remembers this matter, and a warm feeling welled up in Zhu Liushuang's heart.
"Okay, senior, go to sleep early too. Goodnight..."
"Okay, goodnight..." He Ming said, pulling her into his arms.
For the first time, he stood in front of her bedroom door, and they embraced and said goodnight to each other.
Zhu Liushuang secretly thought that this was more romantic than when he said "I love you".
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It only took the two of them two days to go from revealing their true feelings to switching identities.
Two days later, they began to try to live like a normal couple.
But Zhu Liushuang felt that their current way of interacting didn't resemble that of a married couple, but rather that of a couple who had just started dating. They were deeply in love, holding hands and hugging anytime, anywhere, sharing their daily lives, agreeing to go to and from work together, and taking a walk downstairs after dinner...
Their gazes grew increasingly intense, almost cloying. In the heat of the moment, they would embrace, practicing kisses and exploring all sorts of kissing positions…
But that's all. He Ming has good self-control, and their intimate contact is limited to holding hands, hugging, and kissing. They do not cross the line.
Of course, there were moments when things almost escalated, but He Ming managed to hold back. He showed a rare moment of embarrassment in front of her, yet he still gentlemanly buttoned up her clothes and calmly escorted her back to the second bedroom.
He Ming didn't ask her to change how she addressed him, so Zhu Liushuang continued to call him "Senior, Senior." After being called that so often, "Senior" became more than just an ordinary term; it became an unspoken, intimate expression of affection between the young couple.
These days, they are just like any couple in love, enjoying tenderness and cuddling.
Before we knew it, a week had passed.
The day Zhu Liushuang least wanted to face has arrived.
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Author's Note: [Milk Tea] Opens the door to a new world!
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