Chapter 49 Numb.49 Savoring her scent
Are you kidding me?
Xu Wu stiffened, her brows furrowing almost imperceptibly. Just as the other person was about to lean in, she took a step back, pulling her hand out of his palm. The remaining warmth on her fingertips quickly dissipated.
The imposing figure in front of him stopped there, no longer advancing.
The two were only a fist's width apart, neither far nor far. Xu Wu lowered her head, her gaze focused on the button on Jie Ying's chest, watching its shadow cast by the light. Meanwhile, the intensely eager and possessive gaze from above never left her, causing her to unconsciously lick her lips. Her hands, hanging at her sides, clenched and unclenched unconsciously.
How could this be here? Xu Wu lowered her eyes and turned her head away, a hint of resentment in her heart.
Why is it that this person can always so easily utter such shameful yet secretly expectant words?
No, he simply doesn't know how to write the word "euphemism".
"I'm sorry."
The gentle yet stuttering voice brought Xu Wu back to her senses.
She instinctively looked up to find the source of the voice, and the next second she felt a weight on her shoulder—
The down jacket that Jie Ying had been draped over his arm was now draped over her shoulders, its irresistible warmth instantly enveloping her completely in the warmth.
Xu Wu stared blankly as he lowered his eyes and carefully adjusted her coat. When she realized what was happening, she awkwardly brushed away Jie Ying's hand, which was about to help her zip up the coat. She didn't care about Jie Ying's stunned expression and zipped the coat up to the top, burying half of her face in the large coat.
Using her clothes as cover, Xu Wu muttered something under her breath, then glanced at Jie Ying out of the corner of her eye to make sure he hadn't heard her before puffing out her cheeks.
This garment is way too big, and it has a very strong scent, an unavoidable aroma of sea salt and oranges from head to toe.
Xu Wu took a light, bold sniff from her collar, inhaling the scent that seemed to have just come from Jie Ying. Her liver and her heart, which was pounding with excitement, were subtly invaded by the smell.
It was a completely different scent from hers. Xu Wu put her hands in her pockets and took another breath while looking down, inhaling deeply, from the inside out, from the strands of hair to the fine hairs on her skin.
Admittedly, she does prefer the taste of sea salt to the common freesia.
After a long pause, Xu Wu said in a muffled voice, "This kind of thing is unavoidable."
This was an irrelevant answer, but Jieying knew what she was saying.
She said that performing and interacting with people are inherently unavoidable.
Being petty and calculating makes him seem stingy.
mean.
Jie Ying's eyes darkened, and even her breathing became uneven, a disorder she could no longer control.
His eyes were fixed on Xu Wu, as if trying to see through her bright red ears hidden beneath her black hair.
His gaze naturally fell on her fair cheeks, which were flushed with pink. For some reason, Jie Ying suddenly felt a dense, itchy sensation in his teeth, and a kind of indescribable hunger arose, flowing from his stomach to his mouth.
I really want to—
Just keep biting down.
Then swallow it.
He really wanted to do it, and he rehearsed it for a long time in his lingering dreams.
Even though such behavior makes him look like an untamed beast, as long as he can hold Xu Wu in his mouth and savor her scent, what does it matter if he gets hunted?
Jie Ying remained calm, unsurprised that such vulgar and disgusting thoughts had once again crossed his mind. As for the slight hint of displeasure—
It's a pity that Xu Wu didn't discover it.
If she knew, she would definitely glare at him with those fierce yet beautiful eyes, the corners of her eyes would gleam with a suspicious red, and her soft, thin lips would call him disgusting.
"What kind of look is that?"
A disdainful and sarcastic tone rang in my ears.
"What disgusting things are you thinking about while looking at me?"
As expected, he said so.
A hint of pleasure flickered in Jie Ying's eyes, along with the excitement of guessing what Xu Wu was going to say, and she even included those two words in her entire world.
It's best to always tell yourself this, and never let others use it or use it to describe anyone.
"No, no," he said softly.
Xu Wu looked down suspiciously, her face turning terribly dark. She was both ashamed and angry. The words she was about to say remained unspoken after she glared at the cowering Jie Ying. She was so angry that she let him go and left.
The pale freesia, almost blending into the air, brushed past me.
One step, two steps, three steps... Jie Ying stood still, silently counting the steps in her mind.
At the seventh step, Xu Wu's calm and even voice came from behind after taking a deep breath: "Jie Ying".
As soon as he turned around, he was kicked in the knee, causing him to gasp in pain: "Hiss—"
"Go to hell!" Xu Wu cursed, only feeling a sense of relief when he saw him squatting down and clutching his knee. He wrapped his clothes tighter, gave him a cold look for a few seconds, and then turned and left.
He completely ignored the gaze that was tightly entangled with him, as if trying to drag her into the mire.
That's absolutely absurd.
Xu Wu left the restroom and walked coldly toward the meeting point sent by Fu Xi.
What was with that pleading look just now? He stared at her without saying a word, completely absorbed in his own world, which sent chills down Xu Wu's spine.
That fool who only knows how to indulge in self-deception actually dared to think about such things in front of her.
Xu Wu's expression turned even more unpleasant as he recalled the scene where he noticed Jie Ying's subtle reaction.
So after Fu Xi finished greeting the other actors, he saw Xu Wu's face and exclaimed, "Wow!" He praised, "Your face looks as sour as the King of Hell."
Chu Lian, who was passing by, echoed, "He has a deep-seated grudge."
The two gave each other a high five in unison.
Xu Wu rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Stop talking nonsense."
"Alright," Fu Xi chuckled, "I sent you so many messages and you didn't reply. Why are you the only one here? Where's Jie Ying?"
After each program, a photographer will take a group photo as a memento. As for the final group photo, everyone can go or a representative can be chosen to participate.
In the past, the filming location for No. 1 Middle School was backstage every year, but because the program list has increased a lot this year, there are almost no people standing backstage, so naturally we have to choose a new location.
Coincidentally, the empty classroom that Fu Xi chose was the same one where Xu Wu and Shang Xu rehearsed before going on stage.
Seeing that not everyone around had arrived, Xu Wu simply picked an empty table, sat down, swung his legs a couple of times, and said perfunctorily, "They'll probably be here soon."
"She didn't kick very hard," Xu Wu thought. "It shouldn't have taken that long."
"Perfect timing. Let me ask you, what happened in that last scene?" Fu Xi interrogated her with a forced smile and his arms crossed. "Was that part in the script?"
The thought of possibly being invited to her office for a chat later made her head throb with pain.
Hearing this, Xu Wu felt inexplicably guilty, but then she realized that she herself had been startled by Jie Ying's sudden action. So she avoided Fu Xi's sharp gaze and said vaguely, "How would I know... I was surprised too."
"Come on, is that a surprised look on your face?" Fu Xi remained unmoved, looking annoyed.
"......."
"Could you urge them to finish filming quickly so we can leave sooner?"
Are you in a hurry?
"Yes, I made plans to go out with Zheng Liangwen and the others to celebrate New Year's Day."
Xu Wu glanced silently at Chu Lian, who paused slightly upon hearing this, before turning her gaze back to Fu Xi, who was sending a message, and reminded him, "Then don't stay up too late."
“It’s alright,” Fu Xi said. “I’ll be back after midnight.”
Xu Wu opened her mouth as if to say something, but the next second she saw Shang Xu walk in through the front door and silently closed her mouth.
Shang Xu hadn't changed his clothes; he was still wearing his elaborate prince attire. He walked straight toward Xu Wu, stopped a few steps in front of her, and joked, "I thought my performance was so bad that you got angry and left as soon as it ended. I was even thinking of chasing after you to apologize."
That's a brilliant statement.
They definitely chased after them, but as for why they didn't catch up—
Xu Wu smiled politely at him: "No, you acted very well."
"I always said that if I had been chosen to participate in the first few rehearsals for the ball, the effect would have been even better," Shang Xu said, smiling at Xu Wu.
Upon hearing this, Fu Xi frowned and glanced at Shang Xu.
Xu Wu's lips curved into a slight smile, but her eyes were icy as she looked at Shang Xu. She said, "I don't think so."
She braced her hands on the table, jumped down with a little effort, and landed steadily on the ground.
Shang Xu hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.
QQ—
The sudden knocking on the door interrupted his impending defense.
The group looked toward the source of the sound, and Xu Wu's expression relaxed a little.
Fu Xi was afraid that the delicate atmosphere would affect him, so he quickly waved to the person who came and said, "Jie Ying, come and stand next to Wu. We're just waiting for you to take the picture."
He stood tall and imposing in the doorway, still holding his hand up to knock. His eyes, peeking out from beneath his thick bangs, seemed to seize the opportunity to give a sly glance at the expressions of everyone in the classroom, without causing any ripples in his gaze.
Even when passing through the mist, it was the same.
Realizing this, Xu Wu felt a slight displeasure and let out a cold snort.
She didn't know when he had changed his clothes, but she could still be distracted and thinking even when she arrived at the spot Fu Xi had designated.
What's this, giving her attitude?
Xu Wu's face was terribly gloomy, and when Jie Ying walked up to her and stood next to her, she quietly moved two steps to the side.
On the other side stood Shang Xu, who naturally noticed Xu Wu's little action.
Shang Xu glanced quickly at the cameraman who was still adjusting the camera, then lowered his head and whispered to Xu Wu, "Are you feeling unwell? Would you like me to switch places with you?"
The boy's breath, coming out of his nostrils, unexpectedly sprayed onto Xu Wu's exposed skin, making her very uncomfortable. A hint of annoyance flashed in her eyes. The unfamiliar breath made her feel especially uncomfortable, and she almost instinctively wanted to push the man away.
Xu Wu forcefully suppressed the urge and replied, "No need."
As soon as he finished speaking, a calm voice came from the distance: "Come closer."
The tone was commanding, and it carried an underlying displeasure.
Xu Wu looked at Jie Ying, puzzled: "What?"
Jie Ying didn't say anything, but turned her head to look at her, her amber eyes reflecting Xu Wu's astonished expression.
With an arm's length between them, they shouldn't be able to feel each other.
Xu Wu couldn't help but notice his steadily rising and falling chest, and her brain began to simulate the rhythm of his breathing and the exhalation and inhalation of his breath.
One after another, rising and falling.
"What a strange look," Xu Wu thought to herself, a peculiar idea forming in her mind.
He looked like... he wanted to bite her.
Author's Note: (Kneels down gently)
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Yan Xi felt utterly disgusted by Shen Hui's superficial perfectionism. The eyes hidden behind his glasses were always gentle and polite, which made her seem like a clueless bug in comparison.
So, taking advantage of the fact that he wore a hearing aid, Yan Xi would always turn around and curse him in secret.
He eventually fell into a deep sleep after drinking at a party.
When Yan Xi woke up again, she was in an unfamiliar room. Her head was throbbing, and when she opened her eyes, she froze.
This is a study, and the bookshelves are filled with cassette tapes, all of which bear her name.
Her gaze froze as she looked at the man leaning against the desk, arms crossed, looking down at her.
"They've talked so much about me behind my back." He slowly pressed the play button on the recorder.
The noise was accompanied by a barrage of insults delivered without a single breath.
Yan Xi's body tensed as she watched him walk towards her step by step, and then stop in front of her.
The other person bent down slightly, reached out and pinched her chin, the pain forcing her to look up and meet his gaze.
"What should we do?" His eyes were unfathomable as he ran his fingers over her lips, his voice laced with amusement. "How about we repay her with this mouth?"
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