Regarding kissing techniques
Xia's mother wasn't an extreme or strict woman, but once she made a decision, she would carry it out very firmly. For example, she directly avoided seeing the Fu couple who came to apologize and beg for reconciliation; she also made Xia Tong break off her relationship with Fu Jia and really didn't allow Xia Tong to go out every day. She told Xia Tong, "You've been out having fun all winter break, so these last few days are for you to stay home and calm down, read some books or something, and don't always hang out with all sorts of shady people."
Xia Tong, who was effectively grounded, could only stay at home, but the secret weapon for long-distance relationships was [unclear - possibly a typo].
Shuai Jia: What are you doing?
summer: Lying dead in bed = =+
Shuai Jia: I'm eating delicious food! Peking duck, squirrel-shaped mandarin fish, and dry-pot cauliflower—all your favorites are here! Come on out!
Summer: I'm grounded, and you're still tempting me!
Shuai Jia: Let's sneak out.
Summer: How do we escape?
Shuai Jia: Climb down through the window, using a bed sheet to tie the bed legs together.
Summer: You idiot, I live on the seventh floor!
Shuai Jia: ...
summer: You're so stupid ╮(╯▽╰)╭
Shuai Jia: I was just kidding, can't you tell?
summer: ?
Shuai Jia: I guess only I could have a normal child with someone with your IQ.
summer: ...
Feeling scorned, Xia Tong put down her phone and continued practicing calligraphy, hunching over the table and tracing the characters crookedly. She inadvertently glanced at the little porcelain cat on her wrist, with the character "珈" on its belly, its face beaming with an endearing smile. She tapped the smiling cat with her fingernail and muttered to herself, "Clearly a big bad wolf pretending to be a kitten."
A moment later, the little penguin on the phone jumped up again.
Shuai Jia: I'm downstairs at your place right now. Come out, I brought you lots of food.
summer: But my mom won't let me come out! o(╯□╰)o
Shuai Jia: You just need to open the door.
Summer: My mom is in the living room outside. You'll be exposed as soon as you open the door!
Shuai Jia: ...
Shuai Jia: I'm leaving now. The good food is outside the door, remember to come and get it.
Fu Jia stood outside Xia Tong's door, a hint of disappointment creeping in as she knew she still wouldn't see Xia Tong. A moment later, the motion-activated lights in the hallway went out. Fu Jia let them go, sitting silently on the steps, like a meditating monk in the darkness, a statue in itself.
He recalled the feeling he had that night sitting outside the gates of the mansion—the anxiety of wanting to get closer but being unable to, the disappointment of not being accepted—how similar it was to tonight! Why is there always a door that keeps me out? Why is it her, the person who is the hardest for me to get close to?
The room was brightly lit and warm, while outside it was dark, silent, and chilly.
After a while, he finally got up and left. There aren't so many whys; it's just that you gave your heart to her, and you can't get it back.
It wasn't until late at night, when Xia's mother was fast asleep, that Xia Tong quietly slipped out. She tiptoed to the door and, sure enough, there was a large bag of snacks. Inside another bag were several insulated containers filled with dishes. Xia Tong was overjoyed, praising Fu Jia countless times. Just as she was about to carry the two large bags inside, she smelled a faint scent of tobacco in the air.
She paused, glancing down at her surroundings. There were no cigarette butts, not even ash. She remembered the smell; she used to always smell it on Fu Jia. It wasn't unpleasant, but the scent had been gone from her memory for a very, very long time.
He must be unhappy too, right? Xia Tong thought to herself, putting down the snack bags and sitting on the steps. She rested her chin on her hands, staring blankly at the two bags in front of her. For the first time, she cared about Fu Jia's feelings—was he unhappy? Had he been wronged? Would he become impatient with her in the future? Her mood gradually shifted from elation to gloom.
So when Fu Jia came over again, Xia Tong immediately texted him to wait a moment. While putting on her coat, she called out to her mother, who was in the kitchen, "I'm going downstairs to buy a carton of milk!" Without waiting for her mother's reply, she ran out.
When Xia's mother realized what was happening, she grabbed a spatula and followed behind, shouting, "Why did you suddenly buy milk? Come back here right now!"
She opened the window and found Fu Jia standing downstairs, dressed impeccably. Xia Tong flew over and hugged him like a little bird, looking just like a lover she hadn't seen in years.
Xia's mother was speechless. She never imagined that one day she would become the Queen Mother of the West, the one who separated lovers.
The wind outside was biting and dry, but Xia Tong and Fu Jia were deeply in love inside the car. However, their sweetness was soon overshadowed by the smell of gunpowder.
Xia Tong covered her mouth, clearly displeased: "Why are you biting me?! Don't you know how to kiss?!"
Fu Jia immediately bristled: "You think you're so good at it!" Then she pounced on Xia Tong and started kissing her wildly on the lips. After the kiss, the two sat panting on the car seat, glaring at each other. Fu Jia, who usually gave in to Xia Tong, was uncharacteristically fierce and unwilling to yield an inch today.
Xia Tong turned her eyes away: "You're crazy, I'm not talking to you."
Fu Jia pinched her chin, making her look at him: "You're not allowed to show off your kissing skills anymore!"
Xia Tong got annoyed too, shook off his hand, straightened up, and put her hands on her hips: "How can you be so petty? Are you even a man?"
Seeing that she was angry, Fu Jia stopped forcing her and just turned her head away, muttering to herself, "Anyway, it's not allowed."
You're not allowed to say you have extensive kissing experience.
"As expected, people who eat spicy food and those who don't have different worldviews and different brain structures, so I can't understand your world either," Xia Tong concluded.
"How did we get onto this again? Besides, you're not exactly known for being able to handle spicy food, are you?" Fu Jia couldn't understand her erratic thinking.
"Let's go eat hot pot! I suddenly really want to eat that kind of hot pot that's steaming hot and makes you sweat profusely!" Xia Tong was impulsive and excitedly grabbed Fu Jia, her eyes shining.
"Did your mother allow you to come out and play?" Fu Jia asked, puzzled.
"Who cares? I've finally managed to get out of here, so I have to make the most of it!"
When the two arrived at the hot pot restaurant, Xia Tong boldly ordered a half-and-half hot pot and proudly told Fu Jia, "Today I'll show you the difference between people who can eat spicy food and those who can't!"
Fu Jia was speechless. She hadn't seen her for so many days, and the first thing she did was torture herself by eating hot pot.
Then she pulled the waiter aside and whispered, "Tell the chef not to put too much chili in the spicy broth, just... just a tiny bit." She held up her little finger, pinching the tiny bit at the tip, and gestured to the waiter.
The waitress, dressed in a red Tang suit and looking quite festive, looked at Xia Tong with a puzzled expression: "Miss, if you can't eat spicy food, we also have seafood hot pot, clear broth hot pot, three-delicacy hot pot, and many other options."
"I can handle spicy food, just not too spicy," Xia Tong quickly explained, then asked, "Are your fruit juices and sodas provided free of charge?"
The waiter nodded, gave her a surprised look, took the menu, and left.
When the hot pot was served, Xia Tong groaned, "Why is it so spicy?!"
The bright red broth contrasted sharply with the white broth next to it. Bright red chilies and sesame seeds floated on the chili oil, seemingly baring their teeth at Xia Tong, while a few green scallions and goji berries lay obediently on the milky white broth, looking quite adorable.
The waiter explained, "The soup base is pre-mixed and isn't actually very spicy. You haven't even eaten yet, have you?"
Fu Jia then tapped the table lightly with her fingers and said casually, "It's time to show you that your worldview is different from mine."
"Fu Jia, don't underestimate me. I can be terrifying when I get angry." Xia Tong swallowed hard as she looked at the bowl of chili oil, and said defiantly.
Fu Jia smiled and said, "I know, I know."
Seeing his mocking expression, Xia Tong became furious and poured all her favorite dishes into the spicy soup pot.
"Alright, alright, you're definitely better than me, okay? Your worldview is way more outrageous than mine." Fu Jia knew when to stop and didn't press her further, but her words were still full of teasing.
Xia Tong felt that this meal was spicier than all the chili peppers she had ever eaten in her entire life. Her eyes were red, her tongue was red, and her face was red. When she asked the waiter for juice for the fourth time, the waiter came over with apologies and hesitation in his eyes: "I'm sorry, you have reached the limit for drinks. We can no longer provide them for free."
"What? There's an upper limit? I've never heard of that before!"
"Uh... this is a rule our boss just set for you..."
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I'm sorry, I have exams coming up soon, and I've been busy studying these past few days, so I haven't updated for three days. But I'll still try to update, and I hope everyone will continue to support me~ This story won't last too long, and they'll be together happily ever after~
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