Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 155: He Really Knows What He’s Doing
Yu Xia was someone who would rather yield to soft words than harsh ones. Hearing his pleading tone, she kissed his Adam’s apple affectionately.
Xie Qingci let out a breathy sound that gave people goosebumps.
Then, he bent down and kissed her gently yet passionately. The two lingered at the doorway, unable to part, and Yu Xia’s neck was almost bent backward.
"Stop, don’t... Xie Qingci, that’s enough."
"Not enough." He exerted his strength and lifted her up directly, continued kissing, and kept this posture as he walked into the room. He kicked to the side and the luggage bag slid to the center of the living room, giving them space.
Yu Xia felt like she was suffocating with ringing ears, cheeks hot with tears pooling, all while having to stay alert against him doing anything excessive.
Luckily, Xie Qingci was decent enough, didn’t have any other intentions for now, just focused on kissing her.
When he finally let her go, she seemed to have all her strength drained, reclining softly against him with her head resting on his shoulder.
Her flick was as weak as dusting off dust.
"You, you’re really..." Her words were incomplete.
Xie Qingci had already sat at the edge of the bed, hugging her tightly, his chin gently rubbing in her hair, as if holding a beloved toy, sighing in contentment and pleasure.
"I miss you so much."
Normally, Yu Xia was like a thorn on a rose, upright and exuding an intimidating aura. But now, she was more like the morning dew on a rose petal, trembling, and adorable.
Thinking of this, he bent down to kiss again, only to have Yu Xia round her eyes and cover his mouth.
"Will you ever stop?"
Xie Qingci touched her lips with his fingertip and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts!" Chewing like a dog, fortunately not going out tomorrow.
"It’s okay, we’re not going out tomorrow anyway." He said, leaning in to gently lick.
...What should she say? That they have a telepathic understanding?
Yu Xia was triggered by his action, remembering a certain night before, feeling goosebumps all over, struggling in his embrace like a gentlewoman refusing insult.
"It’s only been two months, are you a dog hanging on and not letting go?"
Xie Qingci lazily said, "Didn’t you already say, I am a dog—"
He stared at her, his features took on a slightly roguish air as he raised an eyebrow.
"Your dog."
"..." Save me, she’s about to surrender, someone please rescue her.
He’s really too much! She won’t be able to hold out much longer!
In the two seconds waiting for rescue, Xie Qingci pressed her down.
Just now cautious against him doing anything bad, now her mind was filled with the old television’s fuzzy images, totally unable to remember to guard against anything, only watching as he leisurely pulled off his T-shirt with one hand.
And the other hand? Oh, it’s pressing on her shoulder.
He tossed the shirt aside carelessly, braced himself on both sides of her body, bending down to ask a question first.
"I said I missed you earlier, you haven’t responded yet."
Her eyes were blank, words slipped from her mouth without going through her brain: "I miss you too, miss you, miss you so much I could die."
"How do you miss me?"
"...Do I have to recite an 800-word essay for you on the spot?"
"Mm, no need," he freed a hand to brush her shoulder strap, noticed her shudder, his brows relaxed as he said, "Twenty words will do."
He really is demanding, relying on his charm to skirt duties.
Yu Xia intended to sternly refuse, but didn’t expect him to suddenly lean in and bite her.
Described as white chopsticks made of gleaming ivory, good for taking out a little red from the petals.
It’s not much different.
She could only desperately hold back the sound that almost slipped out, looked at him with shame and shock, her body trembling in a slight curve.
"Xie Qingci, did you go somewhere and learn some bad things?!"
"How could I? All my experiences come from you, sister."
He fondled the two lonely straps, continued asking: "So how do you miss me? Can you say it now?"
What the hell.
Is this perverted, Digimon evolution?
Looking at the tempting merman right in front, she racked her brains to think again, turned her head, trembling voice: "It’s just that kind of longing, missing your good-looking nose, lips, eyes, remembering the sound of your voice, missing you... Twenty words are enough, right?"
"Tsk, so perfunctory."
Xie Qingci kissed her thin collarbone, earlobe, deliberately exhaling near her ear: "I’m different, when I miss you, I can’t wait to fly over right away and hold you, kiss you, want to hear the sound when you call my name, think of how you smile at me, long for your dreamy eyes when you’re happy..."
Yu Xia simply couldn’t bear to hear more, blocked his mouth, lying flat like a dry salted fish, without desires.
"Stop wasting words, I surrender, hurry up."
Xie Qingci chuckled lightly, pulled her hand away, half-smilingly said: "Like I’m forcing you. When you opened the door, agreed to live together, came home, didn’t you think about what might happen tonight?"
Joking, of course she thought about it, and when she did her heart pounded fiercely.
But better not let him get too cocky now.
"I thought," she appeared to have seen through worldly nonsense, wanting to become a nun, "thought you’d be obedient for me to toy with."
Xie Qingci paused.
"That works too, you lead."
"..."
In the end she couldn’t manage more spirited behavior, her mind continuously exploded like fireworks, only to ask him angrily: "Are you really never done?"
"Sister, have some pity for me, after having meat, going vegetarian for a year and a half, can’t help it."
"Xie Qingci! You..."
Xie Qingci chuckled quietly, affectionately called her: "Darling."
"Darling, I love you so much."
"Darling, keep calling my name."
Yu Xia ultimately succumbed in the darkness.
The next day, blue skies and clear waters, the sun shining brightly, it’s truly a wonderful weather.
The scorching sunlight lazily moved, shining on the glass, and the curtain with only a layer of light veil couldn’t block the dazzling light. A breeze blew, the curtain opened a corner, hazy light turned into blazing brightness, waking the two hugging sleepers in the bedroom.
Yu Xia moved, "Hiss" sound, swallowed a bit, feeling her throat uncomfortable, half-opened eyes weakly said: "Xie Qingci, I want water."
Soft and weak, with a faint nasal tone, making one’s heart melt.
Xie Qingci casually put on pants, and went out to get her a glass of water, cautiously fed it to her.
When she stopped drinking, he finished off the remaining water himself, kissed her swollen lips.
"Go back to sleep a bit, I’ll tidy up the room and call you when the food is ready."
The room was cluttered with colorful unidentified objects, the bed sheets piled aside, chaotic and alarming.
Definitely needs a good tidying.
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ps: Sometimes, when you haven’t had a fairly intense romance, the shortcomings are fully exposed, feeling like I can’t write this two-person world plot well / jadedly ignites an 82-year-old cigar.jpg
