Hot kiss

In the afternoon, the leaves curled up in the sun, and the cicadas hiding somewhere kept making noises. There was no wind in the air, and it was so hot that people couldn't breathe.

Liang Qingqing turned over and couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she slowly opened her eyes. After a while, the sleepiness and confusion in her eyes gradually faded. After seeing the old newspapers on the wall, she suddenly remembered that she had returned home from the hospital.

Seeing that Huang Shumin was no longer beside her and there was no other movement in the house, she knew that they had all gone to work.

She yawned, knowing that this kind of leisure can only last for one day, so she didn't want to get up. She felt bored after lying in for a long time, and the room was stuffy, so she got up and walked out of the room.

As soon as she opened the door, a gentle breeze came in with a little heat, but it was still cooler than the room.

Liang Qingqing moved a chair from the main room and sat down. While moving, her eyes fell on the closed door not far away. She couldn't help but wonder in her mind, is Fan Yanxing still sleeping? This is not like his usual habit.

While she was thinking about it, she saw the real owner walking in from outside the yard. He was surprised for a moment when he saw her, then the corners of his lips raised and he said with a smile, "Are you awake?"

Hearing this, Liang Qingqing nodded, supporting her chin with one hand. Her jade-like face still had a blush from just waking up. Her voice was a little hoarse and listless, "I've been awake for a while. What about you? What have you been doing?"

It was the middle of the day, why did she run out and wander around instead of staying at home before going to work?

Fan Yanxing had long legs and walked up to her in two or three steps. He followed her example and moved a chair from the main room and placed it next to her. As soon as the tall man sat down, she instantly felt as if the air around her was snatched away by him. Her breathing became tighter and her expression became a little unnatural.

During this time, except for the elderly and children, everyone else basically went to work. The village was quiet, and only the rustling sound of the leaves could be heard occasionally. Therefore, Fan Yanxing's warm and cool voice particularly occupied her mind.

When he relaxes, his voice always has a lazy flavor, casual and leisurely, and he said lightly from his thin lips: "I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to make a phone call."

After saying that, he remembered what he had just explained on the phone, and he tilted his head to look at her face. Coincidentally, she also looked over, and their eyes met. The deep pupils were filled with soft and delicate emotions, as if his world only contained her. Perhaps it was the sunlight that dazzled her eyes, and Liang Qingqing's long eyelashes trembled, covering up the throbbing in her heart.

"Eat candy."

Before she could reply, a handful of candies wrapped in white candy paper appeared in front of her. From a distance, she seemed to smell the faint milky fragrance, lingering on the tip of her nose for a long time.

Liang Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she suddenly looked up and asked in disbelief, "For me?"

Being interrupted by Fan Yanxing, Liang Qingqing no longer cared about what he did at noon, and all her attention shifted to his palm.

"I wanted to give it to you at noon, but there were so many people, so I kept delaying it until now." Seeing that she didn't take it, Fan Yanxing was not in a hurry, and looked at her with smiling eyes.

He has always been meticulous, and he must have noticed that she was greedy before.

The throbbing that she had just suppressed became stronger and stronger, as if it was going to break through the obstacles and spread outward. Liang Qingqing's heart beat faster and faster, and the blush on her cheeks slowly crawled to her neck and ears.

While she was lost in thought, a milky white candy suddenly touched her lips. She stared at Fan Yanxing in a daze, but she hadn't reacted yet. Her eyes were filled with confusion. She looked cute and adorable, which was rarely seen in normal times. However, her beautiful eyes were hooked, and they hooked him directly into her.

Fan Yanxing's eyes darkened by two points, and he deliberately lowered his voice and chuckled, "Don't you want me to feed you?"

The slightly teasing words made Liang Qingqing suddenly sober up. Her whole body was flushed with pink, like a cooked shrimp. She opened her mouth to retort, but the next second he took the opportunity to stuff the candy against her lips. Her

mouth was filled with the unique sugary taste of White Rabbit Milk Candy, which was sweet and delicious, with a soft and delicate taste. She couldn't help licking her lips, and her breathing became heavier without a trace.

His fingers seemed to slide across her teeth just now, just a moment, but it made people care a lot.

"Is it sweet?"

Fan Yanxing himself seemed to be unaware of the ambiguous contact just now. His eyes were full of satisfaction after success, deep and hot, as if he could melt her in his eyes.

"Sweet." After answering subconsciously, Liang Qingqing paused and said angrily: "Who wants you to feed me, you are so self-indulgent!"

"Ah? Isn't it? Then give it back to me and peel it off yourself." Hearing this, Fan Yanxing seemed to be hurt by her words. The smile on his face disappeared without a trace, and his long eyelashes drooped, looking quite pitiful.

It was the first time that Liang Qingqing saw him act like this. She didn't know if he was really sad. After a while, she began to doubt whether what she said just now was a bit too much. She scolded someone who was kind enough to feed her candy.

She coughed lightly, trying to ease the atmosphere, and said with a wry smile: "Why? It's all in my mouth."

As she spoke, she slightly extended her tongue tip. The pink was sticky with a piece of milky white. The impact of the two colors was a sharp contrast, which was particularly mouth-watering.

Fan Yanxing's eyes were filled with ink. How could the emotion he pretended just now be seen?

In silence, the candies were scattered all over the floor, making a crisp sound when they hit the ground. When Liang Qingqing realized that something was wrong with Fan Yanxing, he had been half-pulled, half-carried and pushed to her room.

The wooden door was closed, and the room suddenly became dark.

Liang Qingqing's heart was beating fast. When she raised her head, she felt a touch of softness on her face, with a hot breath. She subconsciously turned her head to avoid his kiss. Fan Yanxing froze, and it took him a long time to dare to reach out and grab her fingers tentatively. She struggled twice, and he didn't dare to move again.

His fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and he took a deep breath. His brain, which had been filled with lust, finally calmed down. Feelings of guilt and regret surged into his heart, like an invisible hand strangling his throat, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

Fan Yanxing took two steps back, putting some distance between them. He opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain, so he could only say in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

He had overstepped the line in a moment of impulse. This was disrespectful to her and a disdain for this relationship.

No one responded.

The hands hanging at his sides slowly clenched, and his chest became more and more stuffy until he couldn't breathe. Fan Yanxing closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled.

The originally good atmosphere was completely ruined by him.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry."

After the apology was spoken again, Liang Qingqing finally moved. She first took a step forward and hooked her index finger around his thumb, and then raised her other hand to brush the cheek he had just kissed.

"Who asked you to apologize?"

The soft and gentle voice did not show any anger, but rather a hint of shyness. Fan Yanxing raised his head suddenly. She was very close to him, and their noses brushed against each other. He could clearly see her red ears, her thick eyelashes trembling slightly, her upturned eyes sparkling with a faint red, and her breathing was a little disordered. She

did not look angry at all, but rather... she looked emotional.

"I'm just a little scared. This is the first time I've been kissed by a man."

Liang Qingqing would not admit how fast her heart beat when he kissed her, and how much she looked forward to his next move. It was just that this man didn't understand the little fun between men and women. He couldn't even understand her playing hard to get, and he was frightened and apologized repeatedly.

Idiot!

Liang Qingqing blinked her beautiful big eyes and pinched her palm uncomfortably, but she forgot who her fingers were hooking now, and it was naturally him.

Feeling the itchiness in his palm, Fan Yanxing's heart finally settled down. He took control and held her hand tightly, "No matter what, it was me..."

"Saving you doesn't count as kissing."

They both spoke at the same time, and the atmosphere paused for two seconds. Liang Qingqing didn't expect Fan Yanxing to still insist on explaining what happened just now. It seemed that her reaction scared him again, otherwise, with his reckless personality, he would have dared to lure her to his room, so why would he be so cautious.

After all, he was still afraid that she would annoy him from then on.

Liang Qingqing swallowed her saliva and sighed secretly. How could she annoy him? As long as Fan Yanxing was Fan Yanxing, she would not annoy him.

How much of this was said because of Fan Yanxing's family background and bright future, and how much was said because of Fan Yanxing as a person, perhaps even Liang Qingqing herself couldn't tell clearly.

The irrelevant conversation finally ended with Liang Qingqing's angry groan.

"Are you still going to kiss me? If you miss this opportunity, you'll..."

Before she could finish her words, Fan Yanxing leaned over and blocked her lips. His red eyes stared at her, and the two looked at each other in a breathless state. At first, she could still flirt with her eyes, but the more she talked, the more she couldn't do it. She weakly grasped the collar of his shirt on his chest, quickly closed her eyes, and fragmented accusations flowed from her lips.

"Where, is there anyone, kissing, with eyes open? Bastard."

In response to Liang Qingqing's counter-attack, Fan Yanxing raised the corners of his lips, and then closed his eyes. Noticing her weakness, he moved his big hand down to hold her waist. Her slender waist seemed to be wrapped in one hand, and her body temperature was gradually rising under the thin fabric.

She felt dizzy and her mind was blank. She only knew that the person in front of her was him. Her lotus-like arms climbed up his shoulders and neck. The place where their skin touched quickly became sticky, but neither of them was willing to separate. Soon, a little sweat overflowed from the tip of her nose, and she couldn't help but let out a moan because of the heat.

Although it was only a very light sound, he still heard it. Liang Qingqing was so embarrassed that she wanted to run away. Fan Yanxing tightened his grip on her waist and pressed her closer to him, cutting off her chance of escape.

Fan Yanxing slowly figured out the way between their lips. He pressed her against the door, protected her back with his hands, and moved his big tongue over her lips like a caress, then tentatively probed deeper. She might have noticed it and slowly opened her teeth.

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, "Aunt?"

The childish voice was hoarse after a deep sleep, and it was obvious that she had just woken up.

Hearing Songzi calling her, Liang Qingqing shuddered, and her arms hanging on Fan Yanxing's neck trembled. She subconsciously scratched his hair, which hurt him so much that he subconsciously let go, missing out on the delicious taste that he was almost able to taste.