Chapter 51 First Kiss
The wicked will be punished by Heaven.
An Jin, who had been teasing Yan Qing all morning, finally got her revenge before lunch.
She stood at the kitchen doorway, covering her mouth and cursing at Yan Qing who was cooking: "Disgusting! You're disgusting!"
With a bright red handprint on his face, Yan Qing asked, "Where did I feel disgusted?"
An Jin cursed, "I haven't even agreed to be your girlfriend yet, and you've already kissed me."
They kissed, and then he even stuck out his tongue.
Disgusting! Absolutely disgusting!
An Jin felt increasingly angry and aggrieved, completely forgetting the sense of crisis that had been lingering in her mind. She ran into the kitchen and punched Yan Qing with two fists the size of sandbags, making Yan Qing groan.
An Jin swung her arms like whirlwinds, relentlessly slamming them against Yan Qing, all the while yelling, "That was my first kiss! You didn't even ask for my permission!"
The first kiss in two lifetimes.
She was taken by a man.
An Jin grew angrier the more she thought about it, and her grip tightened.
Yan Qing, who was hammered: ...
He turned off the fire, then, despite An Jin's fiery rampage, carried her onto his shoulder.
An Jin's lower abdomen ached from being pressed so hard. Yan Qing hadn't taken more than a few steps when she cried out, "Your shoulder is hurting me so much."
Yan Qing switched to a princess carry and carried An Jin out of the kitchen.
An Jin, grumbling, asked, "What are you doing? Where are you taking me?"
She looked toward Yan Qing's destination, and her struggle intensified.
"Don't move, be careful not to fall."
Seeing An Jin struggling so fiercely, Yan Qing was worried that he wouldn't be able to hold her.
An Jin, who was feeling agitated, was soothed by his gentle words, and her struggling movements lessened considerably.
"What are you doing?"
An Jin frowned, looked at Yan Qing who had carried her into the bedroom, and questioned him.
Yan Qing didn't say anything, but reached out and closed the bedroom door.
An Jin felt alarm bells ringing in her mind. She glanced at the closed door, then at Yan Qing, and then at herself lying on the bed.
Ahhhhh, something's not right, something's extremely wrong.
Yan Qing's thoughts were never right. He slowly untied the apron tied around his waist and approached An Jin on the bed step by step.
He didn't say anything.
An Jin was so frightened that she dared not speak.
The two of them were so quiet, like they were playing with wooden figures. Yan Qing took a step forward, and An Jin crawled a step back.
Until Yan Qing stood in front of the bed, An Jin leaned against the wall.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Yan Qing opened his mouth: "You weren't afraid when you provoked me, but now you're afraid?"
His eyes were not kind; his usually gentle gaze was now filled with aggression.
With lightning speed, An Jin grabbed a pillow and used it to cover the large expanse of bare skin on her chest.
That's the downside of being a live streamer. In order to please the viewers in the live stream, she usually dresses in a sexy style.
The pillow in her arms gave An Jin a slight sense of security, and she started to act stubbornly.
"Who's afraid of you? Besides, when have I ever provoked you?"
Yan Qing glanced at An Jin indifferently and began to take off her clothes.
An Jin was so nervous she almost stammered, and quickly spoke up to stop him, "Yan Qing, what are you doing in broad daylight?!"
Yan Qing took off his T-shirt, revealing the marks all over his body. Seizing on a loophole in An Jin's words, he raised an eyebrow and said, "It'll be fine tonight?"
Yan Qing is very tall, but also very thin.
Despite being 1.9 meters tall, he maintains a fitness routine but weighs no more than 160 kilograms.
Normally, with clothes covering him, it wouldn't seem like much, but today, An Jin had him completely flustered. Once he took off his clothes, the first impression he gave was that he was thin.
Lean and muscular, with defined muscle lines in his arms and abdomen, his chest muscles, which An Jin frequently patted, also reflected a captivating sheen under his deliberate exertion.
An Jin glanced at Yan Qing, who was covered in marks, with embarrassment.
Fingerprints on his chest muscles, red marks on his abs, teeth marks on his forearms—except for the absence of hickeys, the marks on Yan Qing's body were no different from those from having sex.
An Jin, the culprit who caused these marks, is still complaining.
Yan Qing threw down the clothes in her hand, knelt on one knee on the bed, grabbed An Jin's foot, and dragged An Jin in front of her.
An Jin was holding a pillow in her arms, but the back of her skirt was rubbing against the bed sheet and bunching up because of Yan Qing's movements.
It's no exaggeration to say that Yan Qing even saw what color underwear An Jin was wearing today.
An Jin felt a surge of anger and, throwing aside the pillow, slapped Yan Qing across the face.
With a soft "smack," another handprint appeared on Yan Qing's fair face.
Yan Qing clicked his tongue: "What will you look at after you've ruined my face?"
An Jin quickly adjusted her clothes, and after several unsuccessful attempts to kick Yan Qing's foot away, she blurted out, "But hitting other places makes me feel like I'm rewarding you."
It must be said that Yan Qing's ability to withstand blows is truly remarkable.
Yan Qing quietly watched An Jin straighten her clothes, raised an eyebrow and said, "How do you know that when you slapped me, it wasn't a reward for me?"
An Jin was shocked by Yan Qing's bizarre words. After straightening her clothes, she even thought about what Yan Qing had said for a moment.
"But it would look strange to hit other places."
Yan Qing smiled gently. He looked at An Jin, who was quietly shifting her position, and with a forceful pull, dragged An Jin back in front of him.
An Jin reached out to cover her skirt, her thoughts returning to her senses because of Yan Qing's action.
She gritted her teeth and said, "What? Didn't we agree on a month?"
Yan Qing: "Then why do you provoke me every day?"
There was never a moment of peace during the meal. Yan Qing's entire body, except for the most sensitive areas, was touched by An Jin.
An Jin started a fight and didn't bother to put it out, which made him angrier by the day.
An Jin lowered her head guiltily and said, "I didn't provoke you."
When faced with beauty, no one can resist.
Yan Qing is in such good physical condition, what's wrong with her touching her?
Yan Qing grabbed An Jin's hand and placed it on her forearm: "Not yet, who bit you here?"
An Jin looked away and whispered, "I..."
"And here?"
The two men moved their hands to Yan Qing's chest muscles.
A weak female voice echoed from inside the room again: "It's me..."
Her hand moved downwards, landing on Yan Qing's abs, which were covered in red marks. This time, An Jin couldn't take her eyes off him.
Because it's so astringent.
Yan Qing has naturally fair skin and exercises every day. The muscles in her lower abdomen are clearly defined, and there are also bulging blue veins.
When men become lustful, they don't really care about gender.
Anyway, that's how An Jin is. She was easily seduced by Yan Qing. She didn't even need Yan Qing to hold her. As soon as she put her hand on him, it was like he was glued to her abs. She couldn't pull it off at all.
Yan Qing indulged her in touching him, his gaze lingering on An Jin's face.
He looked at An Jin's tightly pursed red lips and kissed her again.
An Jin didn't react much; her attention was still on her hands.
but...
Clearly, Yan Qing wanted more than that; he stole An Jin's second kiss.
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More than ten minutes later.
Yan Qing, her face covered in alluring powder, rushed breathlessly into the bathroom.
An Jin, cursing, escaped from the cage Yan Qing had created with his hands and chest. Her face flushed, she went to the living room and used a free wet wipe to clean the water stains on her chin.
An Jin, a single woman, finally tasted the saliva of a member of the opposite sex for the first time after living two lifetimes.
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