TFS | Chapter 10

Xu Linruan took a small step back.

But Qi Yue thought she had misunderstood. He grabbed her arm and refused to let go, sticking to her like a lump of sticky candy. She shook him off a few times, but he would not budge.

Instead, she accidentally brushed against the bookshelf beside them. With a soft “clack,” several magazines slipped through the gap and fell out, landing right on top of her foot.

Xu Linruan reached down to pick them up, but before her fingers even touched the cover, someone yanked her away hard.

When she looked at Qi Yue again, the whole man looked wrecked. That handsome face had gone red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those peach-blossom eyes looked like they were about to spit fire. He dragged Xu Linruan into his arms, then kicked the magazines on the floor hard under the bed.

Fuck.

His dignity was ruined.

She had not seen it, right? She definitely had not seen it? His kick had been so fast just now, she must not have seen what kind of magazine it was, right?

Her expression was so calm. Clearly, yes, she absolutely had not seen what it was.

Right, exactly! As long as he kicked it fast enough, the magazine could not catch up to him.

Qi Yue comforted himself inwardly, then dragged Xu Zhou out and “flogged the corpse” again in his head. It was all that guy’s fault. If Xu Zhou had not said all that about explicit content and how insanely classic it was, he would not have… mm, fallen for the temptation.

“Cough, well, um… you didn’t see anything just now, right?” Qi Yue asked cautiously.

Xu Linruan was pinned against his chest. She lifted her head slightly. “You mean that magazine? It looked pretty good.”

Fuck, so she really had seen it.

A bead of cold sweat slid down the boy’s forehead. A faint flush spread over his ivory skin, making him look both embarrassed and irritated. “Don’t talk nonsense. What magazine? There was no such thing. That was my Five-Year College Entrance Exam, Three-Year Mock Tests. You know I’ve developed a little interest in studying recently, so I just looked into it more deeply.”

The young master denied it without hesitation, lying with a straight face and not even blinking.

This was definitely the most thoroughly slandered *Five-Year College Entrance Exam, Three-Year Mock Tests* in history.

Xu Linruan straightened up. Her breath brushed past the boy’s chin without warning, and his body stiffened a little.

She gave a soft “oh,” then raised an eyebrow slightly, looking at him from the corner of her eyes. “Qi Xiaoyue, you’ve got some nerve. Looking at that kind of magazine and not afraid of running yourself dry?”

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze dropped to a certain place.

Qi Yue’s face instantly darkened.

He could endure anything, except that word, “little.” What Qi Xiaoyue? He was not little at all, okay? His little Qi Yue could be taken out and shown off, and it was big, very big!

Under her teasing, amused gaze, Qi Yue ground his back teeth in frustration. He suddenly shoved Xu Linruan down onto the sofa, braced both hands on either side of her shoulders, and glared at her through gritted teeth. “I’m not little at all. My size is huge, and I’ve got plenty left in reserve. I won’t be running dry!”

The boy’s delicate face was a little red, his chest rising and falling heavily. Although his tone was fierce, it still gave away the tension beneath it.

Xu Linruan was pinned against the sofa. The cushion behind her was soft, so it did not hurt much.

She tilted her face up slightly. A strand of her long black hair slipped down to her collarbone, the ends still carrying droplets of water that dampened her thin shirt, making the shoulder strap underneath faintly visible.

The boy caught sight of it, and his temper flared even more. His eyes blazed like little flames as he stared at her, like a starving wolf cub spotting meat.

After all, he was only eighteen. Young and full of heat. It was easy to cross the line when someone kept teasing him.

The situation had turned a little subtle.

Xu Linruan tried to sit up, but Qi Yue held her down and would not let go. In the struggle, his grip gradually tightened and hurt her wrist, and a muffled sound slipped from between her lips.

The girl frowned, her pale lips parting slightly. A flash of red could be seen between her teeth.

This woman was absolutely trying to seduce him.

In that instant…

The string in his head, the one called reason, suddenly snapped. He did not know what had gotten into him. Anyway, it had just happened so suddenly that before he could even react, his body had already leaned in close to Xu Linruan, and then his lips had pressed against hers.

Qi Xiaoyue swore on his own dog head that he really had not meant it. He had just been bewitched by something, and then he kissed her like that. It even felt pretty good, sweet and soft…

That gentle touch made Qi Yue instantly think of the cotton candy he had loved most as a child. Sweet, soft, and impossible not to want more of. He unconsciously chased after it.

The boy could not help closing his eyes. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and the close contact made his palms break out in a warm sweat. Yet in his head, images from the magazine he had seen a couple of days ago popped up unbidden.

His ears turned hot red in an instant.

How should he put it? The young master had never been much good at studying, but when it came to messy, indecent things, he seemed to have some strange natural talent. He understood them at a glance.

A familiar technique surfaced in his mind.

He was not satisfied with her lack of cooperation. While reaching out to catch her hand, he shifted and murmured softly, “Ruanruan…”

The young master, lost in spring heat and desire, was getting a little out of control. Xu Linruan sensed something was wrong and caught those wandering hands that kept taking liberties everywhere. Her tone softened as she coaxed him, “Qi Xiaoyue, behave yourself and don’t move around. Then I’ll let you kiss me, okay?”

Let him kiss her? How kiss? Kiss where?

The young master had originally had his eyes closed. When he heard her, he hurriedly opened his big watery eyes, staring at her with complete focus. Then he let out two tiny hums like a mosquito, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and looked torn and embarrassed. [Imagine this yourself] “Isn’t that not very appropriate? I’m not that kind of person…”

Before he could finish, the world spun, and his position changed in an instant.

Holy shit, he was not ready yet.

The boy’s Adam’s apple moved. He watched her lower herself slightly and lean in slowly. The kiss landed on his eyelids, gentle beyond compare. He tilted his head up, as if passively accepting her gift, [imagine this yourself, I can’t be bothered to fix it], and it made him feel like he could hardly breathe.

Qi Xiaoyue had never been this close to anyone before. His whole body was tense. He was a little nervous and a little embarrassed.

…This was not like him at all.

He thought he ought to suit being arrogant and unreasonable. What was with this pitiful little wife look of his?

A difficult, suppressed breath slipped from the boy’s lips. He glanced downward. Damn, this was so embarrassing. What was he supposed to do about the little boner?

Only when the warm, soft touch on his cheek withdrew did he come back to himself, somewhat disappointed.

So that was it. No more kissing?

He had not had enough yet.

Qi Xiaoyue looked at her with a faint blush on his face.

She seemed not to have noticed his reaction, and her expression was not that absorbed either. He was not stupid. His body’s reaction was real. He just could not quite understand it. It was only a kiss, so why had he reacted so strongly?

And then she stood up.

Qi Yue only felt even more awkward.

He decided he needed to go to the bathroom and calm down for a bit.

Xu Linruan pretended not to see that torn little expression of his. In her eyes, this guy had no clue what he was doing and was completely reaping what he had sown. He was not worth a shred of sympathy.

She got up to go to the bathroom, but the rainwater left on the floor made her slip, and it looked like she was about to fall very badly.

Qi Yue instinctively moved to catch her. Their momentum was too great, and she knocked him down to the floor. The back of his head hit the doorframe, his chest went tight, and even his tailbone hurt.

Xu Linruan hurt too, but not nearly as badly. The Qi Xiaoyue lying on the floor clearly had it worse than she did.

He hurt in front and in back. His clothes were a mess too, and his expression was pitiful as hell. Xu Linruan had both hands pressed against the top of his thighs, and just a little farther forward was his vital point.

At such close range, he was still holding her waist, and that waist was so slender and soft. He had taken the chance to rub a little…

That feeling hit all at once, okay!