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Liu Qingxi was also exasperated. How had she never noticed this person's shamelessness before?
"Don't you think it's inappropriate to enter a girl's room like this?"
"Is it?" The boy spoke nonsense with his eyes wide open, leaving Liu Qingxi at a loss for words.
So be it; she closed her eyes and prepared to sleep.
However, the person behind her kept squirming, their hands restlessly moving around, playing with her fingers one by one, then quietly touching her ears and pinching her cheeks, which made Liu Qingxi increasingly annoyed.
"Are you going to sleep or not?" She asked impatiently, distancing herself from the boy.
Just when she had no desire to sleep, the boy's presence made her drowsy; her eyes felt heavy, and her mind became muddled.
But the boy was restless. Every time she began to doze off, he would pinch her a couple of times.
Liu Qingxi rolled over and swatted away the boy's mischievous hand. "Go to sleep already!"
In the past, when they lay on the same bed, Yang Yichen had never crossed any boundaries; they would simply sleep under the covers and chat innocently.
But this time, Liu Qingxi truly felt different.
Although such things had happened before, suddenly the boy stopped moving. Just when Liu Qingxi thought he was finally sleeping soundly, a pitiful voice came through: "Xier, you don't like me anymore!"
The tone was sour, the voice haunting, and the unspoken loneliness was pitiful enough to make one reluctant to refuse.
"Liu Qingxi": "Did she do something wrong? Is it so easy for her to just want to take a nap?"
Why did it seem like she was a heinous villain? It felt as if she would be filled with guilt if he wasn't satisfied with her requests, wishing she could atone with her life.
When did this person become so thick-skinned? Come on, brother, we are adults now, right?
"I didn't mean that. I'm just tired and sleepy. Aren't you tired?" Liu Qingxi lowered her voice, trying to explain as gently as possible, her tone sweet enough to draw water.
"I'm not tired; I'm happy!" Because he was getting closer to his goal, which meant he was also getting closer to marrying her.
Although Yang Yichen was very mature and handled things unlike someone his age, when it came to matters of the heart, he was completely clueless.
He only felt that he was getting closer to his goal.
Then he told Liu Qingxi about being summoned by the emperor this year: "In three days, I will officially start my duties in court."
Liu Qingxi blinked: "Good luck!" She had seen his efforts.
"Isn't there a reward? Your man is so impressive!" Those enchanting eyes blinked in the night, bright enough to almost dazzle Liu Qingxi.
The young man deliberately blinked again; the moonlight streamed through the window and illuminated his face, making his expression clear to Liu Qingxi.
She couldn't help but think that the young man was truly handsome, with sharp features and a high nose bridge. His playful wink added a charming allure that made Liu Qingxi's heart race.
"What reward do you want?" Liu Qingxi asked, losing her sleepiness due to his antics.
"You have to kiss me!" The boy chuckled mischievously.
Usually, he was the one taking the initiative; this woman never acted coy or offered a kiss. Just thinking about it made him wear a sly smile.
Liu Qingxi thought, "How childish."
The two lay side by side on the bed, facing each other. In the quiet of the night, they could hear each other's breathing and feel the warmth of breath on their necks.
Liu Qingxi leaned forward and quickly pecked the boy on the cheek before escaping as if fleeing.
The boy was clearly dissatisfied. "That wasn't my face!"
How could she misinterpret his meaning?
Liu Qingxi's face turned slightly red. Although they had been together for a long time and had shared intimate moments, she found it hard to take the initiative. Deep down, she was a traditional woman who struggled with such things.
However, the boy was persistent, and she couldn't refuse him. Stalemating like this wasn't a solution. "Alright, alright, just one kiss. You can't push your luck."
The boy nodded vigorously in agreement, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes.
Liu Qingxi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and mustered the courage to step forward, her cheeks gradually turning pink, spreading to her ears and neck.
When she touched those two cool lips, Liu Qingxi's heart skipped a beat, and she was about to pull away.
However, at that critical moment,
the boy suddenly reached out, grasping the girl's head as she tried to escape. Their lips pressed tightly together, and he instinctively extended his tongue, prying open her soft, jelly-like lips.
He delved deeper, invading like a storm, stirring within her mouth with varying intensity, as if he could penetrate her very soul and take away Liu Qingxi's thoughts.
The boy's forceful demeanor frightened the girl; after all, he had always been gentle in front of her. Yet, as he continued to deepen the kiss, she gradually lost herself in the sweet moments that were sometimes tender and sometimes fiery.
The boy's breathing grew heavier, his warm breath brushing against her ear, tickling her like a feather lightly sweeping across her heart.
Meanwhile, his hands roamed restlessly on her back, leaving trails of heat that scorched her increasingly dazed spirit.
The boy was not faring any better; the soft fragrance of jade-like warmth in his embrace had previously been something he struggled to control. But who could remain composed in such a situation?
Sharing the same bed and pillow, the scent emanating from the girl overwhelmed him, and he could no longer suppress the surge of desire within him.
He didn't know how long it had been when he suddenly released the girl. His heavy breathing indicated that he was on the brink—just a little more.
He was an adult now; at seventeen, ordinary people might already have children. But he...
After a moment, Liu Qingxi regained her senses. As she slowly turned her head and realized what had just happened, her face flushed bright red, heat rushing up in an instant.
Suddenly closing her eyes, she pulled the thin blanket over her face, deceiving herself into thinking that nothing had just happened.
However, the slightly rough hand of the boy brushed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Ahhh!" Stifled under the blanket, she couldn't help but hit her head, wondering how they almost crossed the line.
The boy let out a light laugh that gradually deepened, his chest filled with joy as he pulled the girl into his embrace and lifted the blanket. "It's so hot; aren't you hot under the blanket? Come on, take it off!"
Fearing that she might feel shy and embarrassed, he didn’t say anything more and simply held her quietly, understanding each other's feelings without words.
The moonlight illuminated the two tightly embraced figures, their shadows softly falling to the side, as if they had merged into one, indistinguishable from each other.
The boy gazed at their faint shadow, gradually becoming entranced.
After initially feeling shy, the girl buried herself in his arms and dared not look up. At some point, she slowly closed her eyes and gradually drifted into a dream.
While they were immersed in their sweet warmth of love, the first crisis after arriving in the capital was slowly approaching.
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