Ayan's eyes were motionless, looking at the person lying beside the bed very quietly. It seemed that he had never seen Sheng Ling so close up before. Sheng Ling's eyelashes were very beautiful and perfect in shape, with a small fan shape and a curvature. It was also very curly, and just looking at her eyelashes made people unable to look away.
And her lips, with a light cherry pink color, looked soft and small, and the shape of her pursed lips was also extremely beautiful.
Ayan looked at her for a long time, almost without thinking in her mind and drawing any conclusion, she couldn't help but slowly stretched out her fingers, and touched her lips very carefully with her warm fingertips.
It's softer than expected, and a little slippery.
Ayan didn't know what she was doing. Instinctively, her fingertips gently touched her lips, and her fingertips carefully traced the shape of her lips.
It was like touching her up close and carefully with a heart.
Perhaps it was because of the high fever that Ayan's brain was swollen and groggy. She didn't even realize what his behavior was at this moment. She just looked at Shengling's lips and slowly leaned down and lowered her head. …
Without even realizing it, he was getting closer to her lips little by little.
It's like doing something natural.
Ayan's hot breath came closer, slowly, closer and closer, and finally gently touched the lips that he had thought about for a long time but did not dare to touch.
Ayan kissed her very carefully. At that moment, he froze first.
His hand gently touched the back of Sheng Ling's neck and kissed her lips in the most gentle and caressing way.
But rather than saying it was a kiss, it was better to say it was a touch.
The moment Ayan pressed her lips against Shengling's, she was gentle but did not dare to move, and her whole body was a little stiff.
His breathing changed slightly and became a little abnormal.
However, perhaps because she had been sticking it for a long time, Sheng Ling felt uncomfortable. Sheng Ling vaguely felt that there was a warm thing sticking to her, which was very hot and uncomfortable.
She frowned and opened her eyelashes with difficulty under such hot breathing.
Sheng Ling's eyelashes were very long. When she opened her eyes, the eyelashes lightly brushed across the bridge of Ayan's nose. Sheng Ling's vision became clear. Little by little, she realized something and her whole brain was confused.
There was a voice in my head that kept screaming—
Ayan kissed her, Ayan was kissing her... Ayan actually kissed her...
He actually... secretly kissed her.
I don't know whether it was because he was too shocked or scared. Sheng Ling almost woke up and pushed Ayan away. He suddenly stood up, but was staggered by the stool and fell to his butt. on the ground…
She let out a low cry from the pain, but she bit her lips and refused to make any more noise, for fear that Ayan would hear her trembling with breathing at this moment.
When Ayan saw this, her heart tightened. She didn't care that she still had a splitting headache. She lifted up the quilt and got out of bed without thinking, and reached out to help Sheng Ling get up.
However, Sheng Ling pushed Ayan away with trembling hands, her eyes rolled around wildly, and she felt flustered and confused.
After Ayan was pushed away by her, she finally came to her senses and realized what sinful thing she had done. She silently knelt down in front of Shengling, her head pressed against the cold ground, as if she was ready to surrender, and asked Sheng Ling pleads guilty.
(End of chapter)