His words and actions came extremely unexpectedly.
When Sang Chi came to her senses, Duan Jiaxu's lips had already covered hers, and the tip of his tongue probed into her lips and teeth, with a sharp scent of mint, yet inexplicably hot.
It's like it's carrying an electric current and is constantly heating up.
Sang Chi's eyes widened, and she subconsciously took a step back, leaning her back against the door, but was instantly pulled back by him. Her head was passively tilted up, and her wrist was grabbed by him and fixed in front of his chest.
At this moment, Sang Chi could no longer notice anything else.
Her entire senses, everything she could see around her, were occupied by the man in front of her.
Sang Chi had no experience and endured it passively.
She even forgot to close her eyes, staring blankly at his thick eyebrows, very clear eyelashes, and straight nose. Those peach blossom eyes, which were always sparse and amorous, seemed to be truly tinged with affection at this moment.
Her consciousness became a little hazy, but her body still seemed stiff.
Perhaps noticing her confusion, Duan Jiaxu seemed to laugh, with a soft and sexy sound. He raised his palm and covered her eyes.
Extremely strong, yet extremely gentle.
The towel on his shoulders also fell to the ground with a dull sound. There was still water on the ends of his hair, which became cold under the influence of the air and dripped onto Sang Chi's neck.
Sang Chi couldn't help but shrink back.
Duan Jiaxu finally stopped and kissed her lips again. Then, he tilted his head, put his lips on her ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice with tenderness, "I like you."
Sang Chi felt as if his ears were also numb.
The next moment, he moved his hand down, revealing her covered eyes, and gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.
Their eyes met.
Duan Jiaxu's eyes were lowered, slightly curved, and stained with a faint light. His lips were red, with a watery glow, and outlined a shallow arc. He seemed to be unable to move his eyes away, staring at her.
Sang Chi also stared at him blankly, as if she was attracted by the light in his eyes, her consciousness still a little murky.
"I'm going to tell you something seriously." Duan Jiaxu's voice was low and there was no embarrassment in his words. He was vaguely smiling, "Actually, I don't know how to do it either."
Sang Zhi subconsciously asked, "What?"
"But you always tell me I'm old, and it feels a bit embarrassing to say it so honestly." Duan Jiaxu rubbed her eyes and continued, "It's a bit embarrassing."
""
Duan Jiaxu: "This is my first time falling in love too."
After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and added, "This is also the first time I like someone so much."
""
Duan Jiaxu bent down to look at her at eye level and said seriously, "So, don't even think about dumping me."
Sang Chi looked dazed.
Duan Jiaxu laughed softly and said, "We've already kissed each other. You have to be responsible for me for the rest of your life."
""
His words reminded Sang Chi of what had just happened. Her head suddenly turned red, and her lips were numb, the touch was very real.
Sang Chi put the back of her hand on her lips and stared at him, then she acted like she was taken advantage of, stumbling over her words, "I, I just agreed, I you, you..."
"I was a little too happy." Duan Jiaxu coughed lightly, his tone was polite, but he sounded like a scumbag, "So I couldn't help it. I'm sorry, I will be more careful next time."