Chapter 45 Numb.45 Gently Grasp Desire
"In short," Xu Wu pulled her hand back from his palm. The cool water stains on her wrist where he had wiped her were still there, and they became even colder after being blown by the cold wind. She put her hands behind her back with a somewhat unnatural expression and stammered, "Don't do these things."
His touch cooled her skin considerably. Combined with the cold of winter, even her fingertips felt chilly, except for the area on her wrist where he had lightly touched her veins; it still retained enough heat to burn her.
It wasn't that the temperature was particularly high; rather, it was because these greedy threads, having gained a little benefit, desperately tried to penetrate her body, bringing in a warm current that smoothly spread throughout her limbs and bones along the direction of blood flow.
"Don't do anything?" Jie Ying wasn't embarrassed or annoyed when she saw her take her hand away. She calmly crumpled the wet tissue into a ball in her hand, squeezing out a lot of the remaining water. The wet tissue stuck to her palm, condensed into water droplets, and then dripped to the bottom.
Upon hearing this, Xu Wu choked up. Looking at Jie Ying's expression, which hadn't changed much, she suddenly felt like she had been tricked.
Even just now—she could clearly feel that when Jie Ying was wiping her hands, he had subtly touched her pulse with his index finger under the cover of the tissue. The pressure of his fingertip on her skin was not heavy; beneath the thin skin were pale blue veins, and she could clearly feel the strong and powerful throbbing.
This beating is connected to the heart.
Even though Jie Ying only touched her for a moment, Xu Wu was still afraid that he would notice something, so she nervously held her breath and didn't dare to reveal too many flaws.
Those words just now made Xu Wu even more certain that the other party was asking questions they already knew the answer to.
She took a deep breath, glanced at Jie Ying, turned and left, leaving behind two words: "All".
Whether it was his unauthorized kiss or the almost naked, jealous look in his eyes when he saw others interacting with her.
All of everything.
But what made her feel suffocated was not these things, but the pleasure she experienced within them.
She felt very awkward and sometimes wondered if there was something wrong with her brain.
For someone like Jie Ying, it's already incredible that she could even glance at him a few more times.
How could she possibly admit to feeling an uncontrollable trembling pleasure when faced with these actions that could be described as cerebral climax?
That's not enough; these alone are far from sufficient.
Her strong sense of pride and shame prevented her from expressing herself; she wasn't even allowed to reveal the slightest hint of her feelings.
If someone like her is to appear before Jieying, it would be better for her to die.
As Xu Wu walked far ahead, she thought to herself that Jie Ying was following closely behind her, maintaining a safe distance between them. She knew that if she walked a little faster, she could easily shake off the tail behind her.
But for some reason, when her gaze fell on the elongated shadow reflected on the ground, her steps suddenly slowed down.
Jieying was far away from her, but the shadow was incredibly close; their shadows overlapped on the dark ground.
Xu Wu stared intently as the other person gradually swallowed her up, unable to help but slow her breathing. The wind blew haphazardly past her ears, and the stray hairs on her cheeks were blown into disarray. Meanwhile, the heart lying in her chest was anything but calm.
She clearly sensed that her heart seemed to be out of her control, gradually going mad—
Simply because they caught a glimpse of a shadow.
Xu Wu stopped and looked back at Jie Ying, who was still following behind her.
The other person winked at her, their expression conveying the message: "I'm listening to you, I didn't come near you."
They were quite obedient, so obedient that Xu Wu felt frustrated.
Thinking of this, she glared fiercely at Jie Ying, and seeing that he was stunned for a moment, she turned and left in a hurry before he could react.
Xu Wu walked away, feeling annoyed at himself for making the action without thinking.
The flushed cheeks were so intense that even the cold wind couldn't extinguish them.
When she got home, Xu Wu had just closed the door a second ago when she felt completely exhausted and slowly sat down against the door. She lowered her head and exhaled a breath of stale air, taking advantage of the moment when her heart was still pounding to rub her face.
Her whole body was tense, and the speed of her heartbeat sent a jolt through her aching lower abdomen, making her want to scream as she buried her face in her palms.
He was actually able to do such strange things.
Xu Wu's thoughts were so chaotic that they began to wander into all sorts of fantasies.
Nothing really happened in the stairwell, except—
As she gazed into Jie Ying's eyes hidden in the darkness, she inexplicably thought of the green eyes of the black cat in his WeChat profile picture—a spy lurking in the shadows, much like an ambitious hunter poised to pounce.
The eyes before her reflected her astonished expression without restraint. Jie Ying's left hand rested on her bent left knee, her naturally drooping fingertips incredibly long and white, the bulging veins on the back of her hand hinting at some unspeakable eroticism.
Xu Wu seemed to be nailed to the spot, but the roots that had taken root and spread beneath her feet were also going against their master's wishes, all heading towards the direction of the person their master disliked.
"Help me," Jie Ying said silently.
This was the third time he had said it, but this time he didn't say it aloud.
Xu Wu's body stiffened, not daring to lower her eyes to look between his legs. Her hands, hanging by her sides, gradually became covered in a sticky, burning sweat.
Before long, faint, low breathing sounds echoed in the quiet, dark air, densely tapping against her ears.
That was clearly an offensive sound. He deliberately looked at her and then made a move to release his desire.
Xu Wu realized this.
Tragically, she seemed unable to refuse, or even look away.
His lips parted slightly, and his previously pale, bloodless skin was now tinged with a lustful red.
Absurdly beautiful—
His well-defined knuckles supported his erect penis, gently moving it up and down, the delicate joints turning a soft pink. His movements weren't large, one could even say they were completely haphazard.
Yet he keeps doing this kind of thing with this face on.
"You..." Xu Wu turned her head away, trying to cover up her embarrassment. She unconsciously licked her dry lips, clenched her pants, then quickly let go. Her voice became hoarse: "Want some tissues?"
She spoke very softly, but thanks to the narrow space, the words echoed, and she was certain that Jie Ying heard them.
"Sure, come over here?" Jie Ying seemed to chuckle softly.
Gentle yet with a sense of post-coital satisfaction.
Xu Wu's face nearly exploded upon hearing this. She hesitated for a while before reaching into her coat pocket and finding a few pieces of paper.
After a long pause, she took a deep breath, steeled herself, and walked with difficulty to Jie Ying, handing her the paper from a superior position: "Take it."
Calm down, calm down, just act like usual.
Xu Wu silently reminded herself, but her slightly trembling voice still betrayed her unease.
Unexpectedly, Jie Ying did not take it immediately.
Unexpectedly, she looked up as if she wanted to search for Jie Ying in the dark, but the next second he grabbed her hand.
Stunned and before she could even react, Xu Wu's hand trembled as she felt the warm, soft lips touch the back of her hand. Her fingertips, which were clenched in her hand, fluttered down and fell, covering the desire that Jie Ying had just released.
The itch made her breath slowly heat up. Xu Wu wanted to withdraw her hand, but her gaze froze when she met Jie Ying's eyes as she looked up.
A look of pure bliss crossed his face, as infatuated as melting ice cream.
These delicate, persistent kisses landed on the backs of my hands and wrists, without any force, and my lips would only lightly touch them before leaving.
Then, his kiss stopped on the pulse on the inside of his wrist.
Jieying stopped moving, but her pulse was still beating.
A moment later, Jie Ying looked up at her intently and said, "You jumped... so fast."
“…” Xu Wu gritted her teeth and clenched her fist: “Shut up.”
After the recollection ended, Xu Wu, in despair, hugged her knees and buried her head in them.
She realized that Jie Ying really liked to kiss her hands, whether it was the back of her hand or her fingertips, he wasn't picky at all.
In the days leading up to the New Year's Day performance, Jie Ying would occasionally slack off with Xu Wu after rehearsals. If Xu Wu suddenly decided to do something, she would give Jie Ying a look that lasted only about two seconds, ostensibly to refresh her memory of the script and lines.
Jie Ying naturally wouldn't want to miss such a private moment, so his eyes were constantly on Xu Wu.
During this time, he would also take some rehearsal clips and photos as requested by Fu Xi. However, due to his own selfish reasons, Shang Xu only had a pitiful four or five photos, and even in the behind-the-scenes videos, he only appeared in the corners, totaling no more than ten seconds.
To Jie Ying's surprise, Xu Wu seemed to...like being photographed.
Recalling that she didn't throw away those photos, she would sometimes sneakily take the camera away during the gap when he finished taking pictures and put it down, carefully selecting and appreciating the photos of herself in them.
Jie Ying pretended not to know anything, and then secretly observed Xu Wu after he finished looking at the photos, who seemed to be in a very good mood.
He looked up at Xu Wu, who was chatting with Fu Xi, then looked down and stroked the camera that Xu Wu had touched.
"Stop taking pictures of me."
Jie Ying set up her camera, the lens about to find Xu Wu, when she heard her voice coming from behind her.
He turned around—
As the weather grew colder towards the end of December, Xu Wu wore a white down jacket over her regular school uniform, and a brown scarf around her neck that almost completely covered her mouth and nose, leaving only her clear, bright eyes visible.
Seeing that he didn't react, Xu Wu glanced down at the camera in his hand and said, "Fu Xi said there's enough behind-the-scenes footage, so we don't need to shoot any more today."
"I... I'm not filming behind-the-scenes footage." He gripped the camera tightly, his heart pounding in his throat.
What is that?
"I just wanted to, wanted to photograph the fog."
Xu Wu shifted her gaze and muttered quietly, "I didn't ask you to take pictures."
After saying that, she didn't say anything more. When she came to her senses again and couldn't help but want to look at Jieying—
She noticed that his eyes were staring intently at her and her clothes.
clothing.......
Xu Wu coughed lightly and turned his head away awkwardly.
This coat is from Jieying.
Author's Note: (Kneels down gently)
Zun Du is a bit short on time to revise the manuscript for publication this week. [Clown][Clown]
I really will try my best to update daily [crying][crying][crying]
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