So, last night’s kiss was actually Mo Ruxue’s first kiss.
A first kiss against a veteran like Xu Sheng—the matchmaking felt like Apex.
This time, it was Mo Ruxue’s second kiss in the true sense.
Compared to the first passionate kiss, this one was even more blush-inducing.
Was there something special about the tea?
Mo Ruxue could taste it.
Just as Xu Sheng had said, the tea he fed her this time carried a faint medicinal fragrance, flowing into her mouth bit by bit. Mo Ruxue could even feel that this tea was helping her cultivation.
However, she had no time to examine herself internally. She could only follow Xu Sheng’s guidance and open her mouth.
More…
More…
How much water can a person drink in one mouthful?
Not much, probably, but Mo Ruxue felt this kiss was far too long… so long that she felt as if she had been in seclusion for months.
Xu Sheng let go of the hand that had been pulling her collar, and placed both hands over Mo Ruxue’s ears.
Both ears were completely covered, sealing off her hearing from the outside world. Now, her internal senses were magnified several times over.
The sounds of their movements made Mo Ruxue’s cheeks burn even hotter, and the shame in her heart multiplied.
Such sounds…
The mingling of water sounds, and the gasps—some were Xu Sheng’s, some were her own.
Was this what her own gasps sounded like?
Was this really her own breathing?
How could… how could it be so…
Even in her own thoughts, Mo Ruxue couldn’t say the word “lewd.”
But she could feel her body growing softer and softer, even trembling from time to time.
She knew her own body’s reactions better than anyone.
Strictly speaking,
Two nights ago, Xu Sheng had helped Mo Ruxue once.
It was the first time Mo Ruxue had ever experienced that feeling.
Before that, she had never imagined that intimacy between a man and a woman could be so pleasurable.
She hadn’t deliberately cultivated a life of asceticism, but in all these years, she had never met a man who moved her. Given her status and worldview, she had never felt she had such needs.
Once Xu Sheng opened that door,
Certain factors within Mo Ruxue’s body kept spilling out.
Just like now.
Before Xu Sheng had helped her that time, if he had kissed her like this, Mo Ruxue might have reacted, but not nearly so strongly.
Mo Ruxue even suspected that the tea had spilled from their contact without her noticing.
Otherwise, how could…
Otherwise, how could her skirt be…
After that mouthful of tea, Xu Sheng didn’t press the attack. Instead, he parted lips with Mo Ruxue and met her eyes.
Mo Ruxue dared not meet Xu Sheng’s gaze at that moment. She lowered her head, about to look away, but Xu Sheng pinched her chin. Still, she refused to look at him.
“Smack!”
It wasn’t hard. Xu Sheng lightly slapped Mo Ruxue’s face, but the sound was loud enough.
This wasn’t the first time Xu Sheng had slapped Mo Ruxue, but compared to last time, this action—in both range and force—felt more like flirtation.
Or rather, it was flirtation.
Mo Ruxue’s eyes widened as she stared at Xu Sheng.
She was of noble status, never treated like this before. No one would dare treat her this way, and she would never allow anyone to treat her so…
Yet, after this slap from Xu Sheng, Mo Ruxue felt shame, certainly, but anger… almost none.
Instead, a peculiar feeling rose in her heart.
Xu Sheng’s eyes were impossibly clear. Outside, the spring rain continued to fall in a drizzle. Mo Ruxue felt that Xu Sheng’s eyes were as clear as a mirror-like lake after rain.
“That’s right,” Xu Sheng said. His expression wasn’t lecherous; he simply stared into Mo Ruxue’s eyes.
Forcing her to meet his gaze, and now staring at her like this…
Mo Ruxue felt as if another cup of tea had been spilled—how else could she be soaked through like this?
She fidgeted slightly. Xu Sheng lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her lips again.
“Do you like it?”
Naturally, Xu Sheng was asking if she liked the kiss just now.
But for someone of Mo Ruxue’s personality, how could she face such a question directly?
So upon hearing those words, Mo Ruxue could only play dumb.
“L-like what…?”
As if he had anticipated her answer, Xu Sheng pressed another kiss onto her lips before she could finish speaking.
“Clatter—”
This time, the tea really did spill. But Xu Sheng paid no attention; the kiss continued.
Last night’s kiss, though Xu Sheng had been demanding, guiding, and teaching,
It still held some restraint.
But now, Xu Sheng didn’t intend to hold back.
As everyone knows,
When a man is kissing, his hands are equipped with GPS.
And at this moment, Xu Sheng was no exception.
His hand first gently stroked Mo Ruxue’s back, feeling her startle like a frightened deer.
Then he wrapped his arm around her slender waist.
It was hard to imagine
That someone with such impressive talent could also have such a slender, soft waist.
Xu Sheng’s hand wandered over her waist briefly before slowly moving upward.
Mo Ruxue, who had instinctively closed her eyes while kissing, opened them wide on the spot, staring at Xu Sheng in disbelief.
Xu Sheng had never closed his eyes.
For some, closing their eyes while kissing reveals enjoyment.
But for Xu Sheng, watching Mo Ruxue’s expression change, seeing her complexion redden each second, watching her frown or relax with each of his moves—that was pure enjoyment.
With them locked in such close eye contact, combined with the physical sensations,
Mo Ruxue wanted to break free. Her hand even pressed against Xu Sheng’s chest.
But this time, Xu Sheng wouldn’t give her the choice.
The choice Xu Sheng gave Mo Ruxue was the right to decide whether this would happen,
Not the right to decide how far it would go.
Now, all his actions were attached to this kiss. Mo Ruxue had no right to refuse.
Mo Ruxue couldn’t push Xu Sheng away, and this resistance wasn’t truly firm to begin with. She wasn’t using much force. Instead, the pressure from his hand on her back gave Mo Ruxue a strange sense of security.
This feeling was subtle, even harder to grasp than contemplating a breakthrough. In this state, Mo Ruxue couldn’t think so much.
Her hand against Xu Sheng’s chest softened the moment he showed a hint of firmness.
The tea had truly spilled.
Mo Ruxue no longer knew what had soaked her skirt…
Her mind was filled only with how wonderfully strange kissing felt.
Only with how it felt to be touched like this on her chest…
So strange.
Like floating on clouds.
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PS: This chapter has been slightly revised—only some stimulating content was removed, which does not affect the reading or the reading experience.