The Silent and Eerie School (Part 22)
Qi Wujin closed his eyes.
He carefully placed a kiss on Li Su's full lips.
Their lips touched, and the boy's pleasant fragrance desperately filled his nostrils.
So happy, so happy, so happy, so happy, so happy, so happy...
Qi Wujin couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his head began to feel dizzy.
Su Su did not push him away.
Su Su doesn't dislike him.
Su Su likes him.
Just like how he likes Su Su.
Qi Wujin imitated Li Su's manner, slightly parting his lips and gently taking the boy's full, round lips into his mouth.
So sweet.
Almost involuntarily, Qi Wujin extended his tongue from his lips and gently, tentatively, touched Li Su's lips.
Soft and sweet.
Qi Wujin had never experienced this feeling before.
The Adam's apple moved silently.
It felt tingly, warm, and moist.
The delicate touch that glided across his lips brought Li Su back to his senses. He reflexively stuck out his tongue, trying to get rid of the tingling sensation on his lips, but little did he know that the culprit hadn't even had time to leave.
Their soft, warm skin unexpectedly touched each other.
For a moment, both of them were stunned.
The next moment, Qi Wujin, like a wolf that had finally tasted meat, tightly gripped the delicious food that was brought to his mouth.
The lamb, having delivered itself right to the wolf's mouth, was finally terrified and trembled as it tried to retreat.
But how could he possibly escape when the delicious food is practically offered to him?
Qi Wujin, hooking the soft, languid body that was trying to escape, thrust deep inside.
Finally, the wolf entered the sheepfold.
Li Su's small mouth became crowded.
The round, full lips were pushed to one side by the tightly pressed lips, their shape changed by the person in front of them, and they even trembled slightly with the wolf's movements.
How pitiful.
Qi Wujin had no knowledge in this area; he only knew to instinctively keep taking the sweetness from Li Su's mouth.
His baby is so sweet and smells so good.
I want to eat them all.
“Hmm…” Li Su frowned and let out a soft gasp.
It hurts so much.
Qi Wujin's teeth collided with his lips.
Qi Wujin immediately withdrew, his ear tips turning frighteningly red.
A deep lust surged within his dark eyes, which Qi Wujin tried his best to suppress.
"I'm sorry, I hurt Susu."
"Aaaaaaahh ...
"Something's not right!!!"
"Family members, am I still white?"
Qi Wujin's gaze fell on Li Su's swollen and watery lips. The original light pink color had turned into an exceptionally bright red after being ravaged by the wolf, and the full, crimson lower lip still faintly showed the marks of teeth from the impact.
It's his.
He knew how good the food was there.
His mark was left on Su Su's lips.
Qi Wujin had no idea how to kiss. He was like a rough, eighteen-year-old physical education student with no knowledge of kissing. He only knew how to desperately rub his beloved's poor lips, making Li Su feel both pain and discomfort.
Li Su's tears, which had just been licked clean, welled up again because of Qi Wujin's unreasonable and unruly actions.
Li Su frowned and glared at Qi Wujin.
This glance, however, did not frighten the tall man in front of her; instead, it caused a surge of heat to rise from her body to her lower abdomen.
Qi Wujin didn't know what this feeling was like, he only knew that he was in great pain, his skin and flesh were tense, and the originally close-fitting suit pants had now become a kind of torture.
Qi Wujin slightly parted his lips, staring at Li Su, who was sitting in the chair, breathing heavily.
My already dry throat became even drier and dehydrated because of breathing through my mouth.
Qi Wujin stared at Li Su, wishing he could etch the person sitting on the stool into his mind.
His Susu is now vibrant, lively, and alluring.
The boy in front of him sat obediently on the soft leather chair, his eyes glistening with tears, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, staring at him with displeasure.
The boy's lips were swollen and red from his kisses, and tears welled up in his long eyelashes. He was also breathing softly with his lips slightly parted.
"No, how can a kiss be like this, like this..."
(She covers her face and runs away) (then runs back) (peeks through her fingers)
"Ahem, everyone, please keep your NK bag dry."
Qi Wujin could vaguely see the pearly white teeth behind the lips, and the small tongue that was faintly visible.
His breathing, which had not yet calmed down, became erratic again.
Qi Wujin slightly raised his body, getting even closer to Li Su, like a puppy just wanting to please its master.
"Susu, can I have a little more?"
Qi Wujin's voice was hoarse, as if he was enduring some kind of great pain.
Yet it's like a pitiful little dog waiting for its owner's answer, not daring to make any rash moves, for fear of incurring its owner's displeasure.
Li Su blinked slowly.
His gaze slowly fell on Qi Wujin.
The tall man in front of me was dressed in a formal suit, with his shirt buttoned to the top, close-fitting trousers, and clean, shiny leather shoes. Even his tie was perfectly straight.
He had the complete air of a refined scoundrel.
Yet this same man was kneeling on one knee, looking up at him, his desire barely concealed beneath his thin, frameless glasses.
She even raised both hands to shield his wounds from his tears, afraid they might drip onto them.
Li Su saw his own reflection in those dark eyes.
Focused and obsessed.
It seemed as if his eyes could only hold him.
Li Su felt as if her heart had been tickled by a kitten's soft paws, and she subconsciously stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.
As expected, the eyes behind those thin lenses looked even more profound.
Suddenly, Li Su felt that the lenses, which could hardly block out anything, became an eyesore and annoyance.
Qi Wujin's fingertips, covered in ointment, twitched slightly.
Li Su reached out and pinched the extremely thin silver temple of the glasses.
"Su, Su Su..."
Qi Wujin stared blankly at Li Su, not daring to blink, letting Li Su lean closer to him.
The glasses perched on her nose were gently removed by Li Su.
Now, Li Su was completely exposed to those eyes filled with deep love, and as if possessed, she responded with a soft "Mmm."
Qi Wujin blinked very slowly, staring blankly at Li Su.
A moment later, a suppressed syllable escaped from Qi Wujin's throat: "Hmm?"
Li Su suddenly came to her senses.
What did he just say?
He actually agreed to let an NPC in a horror game kiss him?
He must be crazy.
Li Su's face instantly turned hot, and he hurriedly looked away.
The next moment, her lips, already flushed red from the kiss, were pressed against his again.
“Hmm…” Li Su opened her eyes wide, completely unable to react.
This time, Qi Wujin was much better than last time. Perhaps out of consideration for the accident that had just happened, Qi Wujin carefully withdrew his teeth and only kissed Li Su's lips with a small arc.
The hot tip of the tongue gently rubs and circles the spot where the teeth had just bumped into it, slowly apologizing to the unruly teeth in its own way, hoping to gain forgiveness.
The tingling sensation on her lips made Li Su instantly go limp, and she leaned back weakly in her seat.
As his consciousness drifted away, Li Su had no idea how far his back was from the back of the leather armchair. The sudden loss of balance made him breathe rapidly, and he subconsciously grabbed Qi Wujin's hand, which was suspended in mid-air.
Qi Wujin leaned forward, and their lips, which had briefly parted due to the boy's loss of balance, pressed tightly together again.
The cool lenses touched Qi Wujin's fingertips, and the clean glasses became stained with milky white ointment.
Qi Wujin frowned almost imperceptibly, then with a slight flick of his finger, the glasses instantly changed hands and landed steadily in Qi Wujin's palm.
"Clatter".
Qi Wujin hooked his little finger around Li Su's and led him to place the glasses he was holding on the table beside them.
Without the annoying obstacle, Qi Wujin's fingertips gently glided across Li Su's palm.
A tingling, itchy sensation instantly spread through her palms, like feathers stirring within them, and Li Su couldn't help but curl her fingers.
Before his knuckles could even tremble slightly, they were mercilessly flattened and pressed down by a large, broad hand.
Finally, the two intertwined their fingers.
"Gurgle..."
The milky white ointment piled up in their palms was pitifully squeezed by their owners due to the unreserved contact between their hands, and it wafted out pitifully from between their fingers, trying to escape their owners' confinement and breathe freely in the thin air.
"No......"
Only a few syllables escaped before Li Su's unfinished words were swallowed back between her lips.
"Oh my god, I'm so embarrassed (covers face)..."
"Wife, my wife, how could you kiss someone else!"
Why does Su Su feel so close to this man? (Serious face emoji)
"Hey upstairs, are you really into games? You don't even like this???"
Their hot breaths mingled, carrying a mixture of tentative anticipation and nameless longing.
Li Su's consciousness drifted further and further away, and the tears she had been holding back finally overflowed from her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and into her hair.
Li Su's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she finally closed her eyes helplessly, indulging the wanton demands of the person in front of her.
As the air in her chest thinned, Li Su's drowsy consciousness was pulled back, and her thoughts began to clear. Li Su tightly gripped Qi Wujin's hand, leaving scratch marks on the back of his hand from the struggle.
Qi Wujin then reluctantly withdrew.
She lightly touched the swollen lips, as if to comfort the lips that had suffered so much, or perhaps to express some unique joy to them.
"Let me go..." Li Su turned her head to the side, panting heavily.
Is Su Su angry? It must be because he didn't do well enough.
Doesn't Su Su like this? But he clearly likes it very much, it's very comfortable...
Qi Wujin made wild guesses, but his hand obediently withdrew.
Qi Wujin took out a brand new medical wipe and loosely grasped Li Su's fingertips.
The wet wipe was unfolded and gently wiped across the ointment on the palm.
The hand and fingertips that had just been cut by sharp sand and gravel no longer felt any pain. In a short time, the bleeding stopped completely, and the wounds healed without leaving any scars, as if they had never been injured at all.
Li Su's fingertips twitched slightly as she looked down at the man who was intently wiping her hands with his head down.
Who exactly is he?
Both of Qi Wujin carefully wiped their hands clean.
My ankle was held in a warm hand.
Li Su looked down and saw the man kneeling on one knee in front of her carefully lift his left foot and place it on her knee.
He didn't care at all whether his clean and precious trousers would get dirty from his shoes.
Li Su's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers curled up to grip the leather seat next to her thighs.
Qi Wujin slowly rolled up the boy's school uniform trousers to above his knees.
The knee, which was originally just a red patch, is now faintly bluish and swollen high.
Qi Wujin squeezed out a large dollop of ointment and placed it in his palm, completely disregarding whether using this precious ointment on a mere bump was overkill.
Qi Wujin didn't care at all; he only cared whether Li Su needed it.
Qi Wujin rubbed the ointment together in his palms until it became warm before carefully pressing it onto Li Su's knee.
The dull ache in my knees instantly subsided, and I dared not retaliate.
"Please don't run away alone next time, okay?" Qi Wujin looked up and met Li Su's gaze.
Li Su pursed her lips, not answering his question, her tearful eyes gazing into those dark eyes.
"Who are you?"
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