Chapter 28: Tube Building (Twenty-Eight) You’ll Like It…
Three equally sticky gazes fell on Wen Yin one after another.
The light from the old desk lamp on the table flickered, and after a slight sound of the filament burning out, it went out as expected.
The light source disappeared, and Wen Yin's eyes fell into darkness. At the same time, something furry crawled into the quilt and gently wrapped around her smooth ankles.
The fingers hanging by the side also felt wet and slippery, as if they were being licked affectionately by the puppy.
Wen Yin sat motionless on the bed, when she suddenly felt the mattress sink and someone gently hugged her from behind.
A cool chest pressed against her back, and a voice she had never heard before flowed into her eardrums.
There is a hint of coolness in the gentleness, and maturity in the youthfulness.
It's a fusion of... weird voices.
"It seems that Wen Yin likes people like A Wu."
"Young, fresh, and lively...otherwise, she wouldn't be so proactive."
The breath brushed past her ear, so soft and gentle, but Wen Yin could hear a hint of... dissatisfaction in it.
The feeling of her fingertips being licked continued. Wen Yin wanted to pull away, but found that her fingers had already sunk into the sticky liquid and could not move.
The person behind him noticed Wen Yin's movement and seemed to turn his head to look at the dark shadow beside the bed.
"Why are you hiding? Ah Wu likes you too."
Not knowing what he saw, he uttered another puzzled hum.
"Um?"
After adapting to the darkness, Wen Yin could already see some faint outlines in front of her eyes.
When she raised her hand, she heard the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. The person behind her held her in his arms and gently placed the book on the table on the thin blanket in front of Wen Yin.
The sound of turning pages was heard, and before Wen Yin could stop him, her only free hand was entangled by the furry branches and leaves of the plant and pressed against her side.
"Shh, don't move."
The person behind her imitated Wen Yin's tone and whispered softly in her ear.
"Be careful not to upset Mr. Song. He's not in a good mood right now."
On her left hand, furry branches irresistibly squeezed through the fingers and clasped her hands tightly.
Her right hand was immersed in a sticky and slippery feeling, and it was a clingy puppy that kept licking her fingers.
Behind her was a fusion being who rested his chin on her ear and was intimately leaning against her.
The darkness did not affect the vision of the person behind her. Wen Yin could vaguely see fingers slowly turning the pages of the book. He seemed to be reading seriously.
"It's said that words can best reflect a person's inner world." The rustling sound of paper rubbing against each other continued, accompanied by an ambiguous chuckle. "So, you like this."
Wen Yin had just glanced through it, so she naturally knew what was written in it.
She hesitated for half a second between explaining and not explaining: "I just bought the wrong one. I don't like this."
"I see..."
The person behind him nodded thoughtfully, and the vibration of his chest when he spoke could be heard through the two bodies pressed against each other.
"Then you still like Wu, right?"
Mr. Song, Ah Wu...
Wen Yin moved his fingers, sighed lightly in the darkness, and then took the initiative, touching the rebellious vines with one hand and the sticky dog's head with the other.
"Shen Sinian."
She spoke softly, calling out Shen Sinian's name directly, her tone was particularly gentle, and seemed to carry a hint of bewitching.
"Let me go, and I'll tell you what I like."
The fingers that were still turning the pages of the book suddenly stopped.
The voice of the person behind him returned to the familiar tone of Wen Yin, gentle with a hint of teasing and surprise: "Oh? Really?"
Her breath blew her hair, making it itch behind her ear. After a few seconds of silence, Wen Yin tilted her head slightly in the darkness, turned to the young man whose cheek was pressed against hers, and repeated the words again.
"Let me go, and I'll tell you what I like."
Wen Yin couldn’t see Shen Sinian’s expression clearly, she could only see a rough outline.
The young man was looking down at her, as if considering whether to let her go.
"I'm afraid I won't like your answer."
The young man spoke, his tone still gentle, but Wen Yin could hear a hint of negativity in it.
Although the branches and the puppy in her hands were still restraining her, they had stopped causing trouble after she comforted them.
"You'll like it."
Wen Yin looked up at the blurry outline, and seemed to have found a way to quickly calm the weirdness.
"Let me go, okay?"
There was a brief stalemate of two seconds, and the feeling of restraint on her hands faded away, and Wen Yin was free.
"And the ankle."
Wen Yin pointed at the quilt: "Let go."
After being named, the branch rubbing against Wen Yin's ankle was reluctant to leave her, but it slowly retreated.
Wen Yin was completely free.
"So, which one do you like?"
Wen Yin didn't answer.
She closed the book in front of her and threw it aside, sat up slightly, and put some distance between herself and the person behind her.
Then he moved and turned around, sitting face to face with Shen Sinian.
The single bed was narrow, enough for Wen Yin to sleep alone on weekdays, but at this moment, Shen Sinian occupied the head of her bed, and his tall figure made everything he saw seem cramped.
Not to mention those dark eyes that always follow her and seem to have undercurrents.
The other party did not urge Wen Yin to answer. In the quiet night, Wen Yin once again heard the sound of his own heartbeat, which was obviously accelerating.
One after another, urging her to give an answer.
Whether it's words or actions.
Finally, Wen Yin sat up from her knees and raised her hand to touch the blurry figure that was close at hand.
The same coolness as the night fell on Wen Yin's palm. She moved her fingers and placed them on the other's chin.
Time has faded the remaining childishness on the boy's face and polished out the sharp features that belong only to an adult. Wen Yin paused for half a second, and her thumb caressed and touched his equally cool lips.
She blinked in the darkness, then suddenly leaned forward and kissed the man who was still waiting for her answer.
The warm breath fell, and Wen Yin heard her heart beating like a drum.
The person beneath her froze in place because of her actions.
In Wen Yin's limited life, she was only concerned with racing against death and had never been in love.
For her, love is not only a luxury, but also a burden.
No one knows when her heart will stop beating, and she doesn't want to become a scar symbolizing pain in another person's heart.
But although she had never been in a relationship, she was still a little better at kissing than the "weird" man in front of her.
At least she knew to kiss with open mouth.
Instead of just biting her lips like a lost puppy like last time.
The kneeling and sitting posture made her slightly taller than Shen Sinian.
The person under her lips remained stiff, allowing her to hold his cheek affectionately.
Wen Yin gained the upper hand, which made her feel a little relieved from her nervous mood.
She rubbed Shen Sinian's thin lips, which usually looked very cold, with great intimacy.
"Doctor Shen," she said slowly, her lips almost touching the corners of his lips, "What kind of person do I like? Can you tell?"
Wen Yin couldn't see Shen Sinian's expression, but she could feel the young man's Adam's apple suddenly roll.
"not yet."
Their breathing was entangled, and the other person's voice sounded unchanged, except that the sinister emotion hidden in it seemed to be less.
"Oh, I see."
Wen Yin mocked herself and distanced herself from him, but her thumb pressed on the corner of his lips, pressing against a sharp tooth.
“Doctor Shen, don’t bite me, I will continue to tell you.”
As soon as the words fell, Wen Yin lowered her head and kissed him again, but this time she didn't just do it superficially, but slightly opened her lips and used her softest tongue tip to pry open Shen Sinian's stubborn lips and teeth.
Cold, soft, and slippery.
It's like being trapped in a hidden sea.
Wen Yin closed her eyes with trembling hands, and chased the small fish in the deep sea awkwardly.
Little did he know that her proactive yet awkward appearance made people want to tear her apart, eat her, and then completely merge with her.
After a round of intense kissing, Wen Yin pretended to be calm and distanced herself from Shen Sinian.
“Doctor Shen…”
A soft voice sounded.
"So you see?"
"I see."
There was a hint of hoarseness in the young man's voice.
"But I want to take a closer look, okay?"
Before Wen Yin had time to wonder, the desk lamp that had just gone out suddenly lit up again.
It unexpectedly illuminated this hidden space that was originally hidden in darkness.
Wen Yin blinked instinctively due to the stimulation of the light. After adjusting to the light, her first glance fell on the lips of the person in front of her, which were obviously still stained with water.
This is her masterpiece.
The secret in the darkness was revealed to the public. Shen Sinian raised his hand gracefully, and his index finger slid across the corner of his lips, taking away a piece of accumulated water stains.
He twisted his thumb lightly, and separated his fingertips, leaving a crystal clear water mark in Wen Yin's vision.
Even though Wen Yin had prepared herself mentally, she still felt her cheeks getting hot after seeing this scene.
She turned her head to look at the wall, her soft black hair covering most of her face and also hiding the red tips of her ears.
"Doctor Shen, it's too late, you..."
Wen Yin paused and revised her wording.
"You can go back now."
She had tested out the key information she wanted and seemed to have successfully appeased the other party.
Today's mission is completed and she is a little tired.
However, she did not get an answer from Shen Sinian, but she caught a glimpse of the tall figure looming over her in her peripheral vision.
She turned around in surprise, and was held up by her head and laid down on the narrow bed.
Shen Sinian took off the troublesome glasses, revealing his true face after the fusion.
He has deep eyebrows, deep eyes and a high nose bridge.
A dim light shone from the side and back, illuminating half of his face and hiding the other half in darkness.
Like some unknown creature that is about to fall into darkness and is trying to grasp the light.
He leaned on top of Wen Yin, and gently pressed his fingertips on Wen Yin's equally moist lips.
There was no longer the awkward movements he had made in the weeds on a rainy night, nor was there any violent look on his face that showed he wanted to bite her again.
His eyes were exceptionally gentle, silently tracing Wen Yin's eyebrows and eyes in the dim light, yet making Wen Yin feel a strange calmness like that before a storm.
"I've learned it."
He spoke softly, and the fresh scent of plants mixed with the smell of a damp rainy night surrounded her everywhere.
And in the next second, it invaded her slightly open lips and teeth.
Unclear words were heard.
"Please...accept it."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com