Chapter 109 Licking
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and pedestrians strolled along the street in twos and threes.
Wen Sixue walked along the roadside arm in arm with Yun Zhan, her face lightly made up, her eyelashes long and curled with mascara, making her already clear eyes even more lively.
Her light-colored plaid skirt swayed gently with her steps, revealing her fair and slender calves. As she walked down the street, many passersby couldn't help but look at her, and even a few boys walking towards her couldn't help but turn around and take a second look.
Yun Zhan saw all of this and felt a strange sense of displeasure rising in his heart. He unconsciously tightened his grip on Wen Sixue's hand.
What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?
"Your girlfriend is indeed beautiful. You're lucky to have married such a beautiful and gentle girl like Wen Sixue," 21 grumbled. When it came to the girls' school before, it had told Yun Zhan: "You're very fortunate."
Little did they know that their words would come true.
"Of course my girlfriend is beautiful."
Yun Zhan knew Wen Sixue was beautiful, but he still didn't like others staring at her with that shy yet fluttery gaze. If he hadn't been there, those people might have come up and asked for her contact information.
Wen Sixue noticed Yun Zhan's change in mood, paused in her steps, and turned to look at Yun Zhan, just in time to meet the jealousy hidden in Yun Zhan's eyes.
Wen Sixue couldn't help but smile, and instead held Yun Zhan's hand tightly, leaning her body gently against her, almost completely pressing against her arm, like a clingy kitten.
"Be a good boy, baby..."
Wen Sixue's voice was soft and gentle, with a hint of deliberate flattery. As she spoke, she took Yun Zhan's hand and slowly placed it on her waist: "Hold me, I want to walk next to you."
The girl's waist was slender as a willow, soft and comfortable to hold in the palm of your hand.
Yun Zhan stroked her slender waist, as if he were reliving that night... the feeling of pinching her waist and making her cry.
Yun Zhan, feeling Wen Sixue's strength, reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His voice still carried a hint of lingering resentment: "Those people kept staring at you just now."
Wen Sixue looked up at her and deliberately snuggled closer to her: "But I only let you hold me."
She slowly moved closer to Yun Zhan and whispered in her ear, "This body is all yours... Don't be jealous..."
As she spoke, she reached out and straightened Yun Zhan's collar, the gesture natural and intimate, blatantly declaring their relationship, causing those who were secretly watching to withdraw their gazes.
Looking at the cunning and dependence in her eyes, Yun Zhan couldn't help but lower his head and plant a light kiss on the top of her head, tightening his grip on her waist: "You're seducing me?"
"Yes, I'm seducing you."
Wen Sixue leaned against Yun Zhan's chest, unable to hide the smile on her lips. She liked Yun Zhan, and even her jealous expression was incredibly cute.
The two walked side by side. When they passed the ice cream shop on the street corner, Wen Sixue suddenly stopped, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the colorful ice cream cones in the window. She tugged at Yun Zhan's sleeve.
Before Yun Zhan could speak, Wen Sixue quickly walked to the counter, made a "2" gesture with her fingers to the shop owner, and said in a voice as sweet as honey, "Hello, I'd like two ice creams, one strawberry and one chocolate~"
The shop owner was a pretty woman wearing a floral apron. She was originally arranging the ingredients with her head down, but when she looked up and saw Wen Sixue, her eyes lit up instantly, and she even paused in her work.
She smiled at Wen Sixue, her tone full of sincere praise: "You're so beautiful! Are you a student at a school nearby?"
Wen Sixue rarely received such direct praise from strangers, especially from a gentle girl.
Before, when she worked at the theater, she mostly faced older customers, and very few girls would say she was pretty, causing her cheeks to flush slightly.
Wen Sixue's fingers unconsciously tightened around the hem of her skirt, and her voice softened: "Yes..."
The shop owner's eyes lit up, and he quickened his pace as he scooped out the ice cream. Taking advantage of the moment while handing over the cone, he couldn't help but press his advantage: "Could you give me your contact information? If you want to eat here next time, just let me know in advance, and I'll reserve the freshest toppings for you and even give you a discount."
Wen Sixue paused as she took the ice cream cone, then subconsciously turned to look at Yun Zhan, who was standing not far away.
Sunlight fell on Yun Zhan, who was looking at her. Wen Sixue's heart instantly calmed down, and the shyness on her face faded a little. Her tone was polite but firm: "I'm sorry, sister, my girlfriend and I don't come here often, so we probably won't need it. Thank you."
After she finished speaking, she deliberately shook her other hand, which was holding Yun Zhan's hand, and gently hooked her fingertips around Yun Zhan's palm.
The shop owner was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and waved his hand, "Sorry, sorry, please enjoy your meal."
The two walked slowly along the shade of the trees, the cool air from the ice cream cones carrying a milky aroma wafting to their noses.
Wen Sixue gripped Yun Zhan's sleeve, her fingertips lightly brushing against the fabric. After taking a couple of steps, she couldn't help but turn her head to the side.
"Honey, you're not angry, are you? I didn't give her my contact information just now."
Yun Zhan took a bite of the chocolate ice cream cone, the cocoa crumbs melting in her mouth. She paused for a moment before turning to look at her. Wen Sixue's eyelashes were still damp with sunlight, and her eyes held a cautious unease, like a kitten afraid of doing something wrong.
Yun Zhan reached out and ruffled Wen Sixue's hair, his tone frank and undisguised: "It would be a lie to say I don't care at all. When I see others staring at me, I always feel a little nervous."
Wen Sixue was very beautiful. She was like a blooming flower, fragrant and delicate, a synonym for beauty and loveliness. Even if she belonged to herself, she was still admired and coveted by others.
Yun Zhan knew very well that Wen Sixue was born into poverty, but that did not mean her brilliance would be overshadowed, and that more people would like her in the future.
"It's not a big deal. You're naturally beautiful, with a sweet and youthful appearance. Isn't it normal for people to take a second look and say a few words of admiration?"
Yun Zhan's words carried a hint of jealousy, and Wen Sixue immediately moved even closer to her, even touching her with her ice cream cone: "But I only like you, no matter what others think, I won't care."
Wen Sixue gripped Yun Zhan's sleeve tightly, leading him into the narrow alleyway beside her, her fingertips gripping him with a hint of urgency.
Yun Zhan was pulled a couple of steps by her, and just as he opened his mouth to ask, "Um? You want to..."
His words were cut off by Wen Sixue's action of grabbing his collar.
The girl tiptoed, and her strawberry-scented lips collided directly with hers.
The sweetness, combined with the soft fragrance of her body and the lingering taste of the ice cream she had just eaten, instantly entered Yun Zhan's mouth.
Yun Zhan's hands instinctively wrapped around her waist, his fingertips pinching that slender, soft flesh, and he couldn't help but deepen the kiss.
Wen Sixue's tongue timidly brushed against them, with a touch of awkward flattery. The ice cream melted between their lips and teeth, cloyingly sweet.
Before long, Wen Sixue's legs went weak, and she slid into Yun Zhan's arms.
Yun Zhan quickly tightened his arms, pinning her against the alley wall with his other hand, his palm pressed against the fabric of her lower back, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath.
The kiss only ended when Wen Sixue, breathless, gently pushed her chest.
Yun Zhan looked down at her, his eyes still burning with lingering heat. He ran his thumb across her lips, which were red from the kiss: "Why are you kissing me here? Aren't you afraid someone will come over?"
Wen Sixue's collar was already askew, revealing a small patch of flushed skin. She lowered her head and clutched Yun Zhan's clothes, then slowly raised her eyes, which were covered with a layer of mist. Her voice was so soft it was like a murmur: "I want to please you... I want you not to be unhappy."
Wen Sixue's gaze lingered on Yun Zhan's lips, the moist, rosy color from the kiss reminding her of the sweetness between their lips just now. Her cheeks instantly burned, and the fluttering in her chest made her breath catch in her throat.
She was shorter than Yun Zhan, and when she tilted her head slightly, her hair brushed against Yun Zhan's collarbone, causing a slight tickle.
Before Yun Zhan could react, Wen Sixue gently leaned in and tentatively brushed her tongue against the side of her neck.
The touch was soft and warm, a tingling sensation with a hint of the coolness of strawberry ice cream, causing Yun Zhan's throat to gurgle slightly.
When Wen Sixue looked up, her eyes were misty, yet deliberately alluring, and her voice was soft and sticky: "Is the ice cream delicious?"
Yun Zhan's fingertips pinched her waist, and he could clearly feel the skin under his palm tremble slightly. The tingling sensation on her neck traveled up her nerves and into her heart, making her breathing heavy: "It's quite delicious, and it just so happens that I like sweet things."
Upon hearing this, Wen Sixue's lips subtly curved into a smile, and she grew even bolder.
She reached out and hooked her arm around Yun Zhan's neck, pulling him closer, and her tongue once again darted out to gently lick Yun Zhan's chin.
The act of licking someone carries the unique awkwardness of a young girl, yet it is so direct that it makes one feel hot.
Wen Sixue looked into Yun Zhan's eyes, her voice sweet as sugar, "But I'm sweet too... Come kiss me..."
Her tone wasn't exactly coquettish, but it carried a subtle, unconscious allure, like a freshly peeled candy, softly offered to the lips, making it impossible to refuse.
Yun Zhan's gaze fell on her reddened tongue, then moved to her misty eyes. A surge of heat rose in his heart, and he lowered his head to cover her lips with his again.
This kiss was more urgent and hotter than the last one, and even the air was filled with an irresistible sweetness.
They kissed until they were both a little out of breath before Yun Zhan pulled away slightly, his fingertips still brushing against Wen Sixue's reddened lips.
The girl's collar was already in a mess, two buttons on her white shirt were undone, revealing a small patch of reddened skin, and strands of hair clung to her sweaty neck, yet she kept her eyes wide open, exuding a submissive softness.
Wen Sixue reached out and grabbed Yun Zhan's clothes, her fingertips gently pinching the fabric. Her voice was still hoarse from the kiss, but she spoke with utmost seriousness.
"I'm just your woman, don't be jealous, okay?"
Seeing that Yun Zhan didn't speak, Wen Sixue leaned forward again, pressing her cheek against his chest and began to act coquettishly: "If you're unhappy, I can go out less. Anyway, it's fine to stay at home with you. I just want to make you a little happier."
These words were like a soft fire, instantly warming Yun Zhan's heart.
She looked down at the person buried in her arms, feeling the soft breath coming from her chest, and unconsciously loosened the grip on Wen Sixue's waist with her fingertips.
Despite being the one coveted, she lowers her stance so much, always trying to make herself happy, and even easily says things like "stay home as much as possible."
Yun Zhan's breathing instantly became heavy as he reached out and pulled her tightly into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was slightly hoarse, a huskiness he himself didn't realize: "It's them who like you, it has nothing to do with you..."
Yun Zhan paused, gently rubbing Wen Sixue's back with his fingertips, his tone softening, "I'm not that petty, it's just... I can't stand people staring at you."
Wen Sixue snuggled against her, her eyes still shining as she looked up: "Then from now on, when we go out, you can hold my waist, so that others know I'm yours."
As she spoke, she took Yun Zhan's hand and held it tightly around her waist, like a kitten that had found a sustenance. She didn't even notice that her obedient and dependent appearance made the heat in Yun Zhan's heart surge even more.
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