Their lips touched.
Xiao Yao didn't react for a while, and gave Xue Xueke the opportunity.
She first bit his upper lip lightly, and when Xiao Yao was stimulated to open his mouth subconsciously, her flexible tongue burrowed in like this.
Then, there was no way to say anything about it.
Not like kissing, but more like exploring, or experimenting.
Xiao Yao wanted to push her away after recovering, but Xue Xue refused.
He hugged the man's waist with both hands, which was covered with a thin layer of muscle. Even through the cotton coat, he could clearly feel the slightly bulging lines below because it was too tight. It was just right and full of strength.
Men are impulsive creatures, but Xiao Yao has always been more rational than impulsive.
The only time he'd made a culpable mistake of letting impulse take over his mind, he couldn't forgive himself at all.
So even if the heartbeat accelerated without knowing it, even if the body took the initiative to approach Xue Xue as if it had self-consciousness, at the last moment, he still pushed the person away.
Forcefully and frantically.
When it almost went off the rails.
Xue Xue stared at him dissatisfiedly.
The shallow mist covered the streamer inside, like coquettish, but also resentful.
Xiao Yao held his breath and stopped distracting thoughts.
"You... don't make trouble."
"Don't make trouble?" Xue Xue tilted her head slightly. "Do you think I'm making trouble? Xiao Yao... brother?"
She asked too seriously, so serious that Xiao Yao felt that denying it was like deceiving himself.
But the current relationship between the two and the current situation is no different from a bunch of yarns that are constantly being cut, wrapped in a mess, making Xiao Yao helpless even if he wants to figure out a clue.
"You calm down first."
He realized with hindsight that the two were too close at this time.
The hot air from Xue Xue's breath hit his skin as if it was wrapped in electric current, and wherever he went, it caused a tingling sensation on the scalp.
After realizing the other party's intention to continue approaching, Xiao Yao immediately grabbed her shoulder.
"Wait, Yanyan, I think we should talk first." Really afraid of Xue Xue's unreasonable temperament, Xiao Yao hurriedly said: "Talk first, then... do other things. "
Xue Xue has been quietly observing Xiao Yao.
So she soon discovered that the man's ears were red.
And as he watched, it became more and more red.
This only proves one thing.
Xiao Yao was not indifferent.
Thinking, Xue Xue raised the corners of her lips happily.
"Okay." She said in a good voice, "What does brother Xiao Yao want to talk about?"
"Um..." Xue Xue suddenly turned back to attack, Xiao Yao's mind was stagnant for a few seconds before he caught up. "You and Xiao Tian, and that Feng Yang... in the end, what's going on?"
During the questioning process, Xiao Yao always paid attention to Xue Xue's expression.
Seeing her drooping eyelids and the curvature of the corners of her mouth flattening in an instant, Xiao Yao was a little annoyed, and was about to say something to make up for it when she heard Xue Xue whisper softly: "Did I say a lot after I was drunk? What shouldn't you say?"
Xiao Yao didn't know how to answer this question without causing harm.
In his heart, Xue Yayan was always a little girl who had not grown up.
This stemmed from the childhood sweetheart relationship, and later, the two were separated for several years, except for the New Years and holidays, they basically only communicated by phone.
Distance will dilute feelings, but also beautify memories.
Even if he had noticed some flaws in Xue Yayan's character, he would think it was just a minor flaw that was innocuous.
After all, no one is perfect, and these are acceptable.
So when Xiao Yao finally realized that Xue Yayan's attitude towards Jiang Xiaotian and Feng Yang had reached an abnormal level, even if he wanted to save it, it was too late.
Rome wasn't built in a day.
People who go farther and farther on the wrong road are not something you can pull back if you want to.
Everything should be done as best as possible, but Xiao Yao didn't understand this, and in the end, he was indirectly taking his own life for Xue Yayan.
Not to mention those ideals and aspirations, I don't know where they have been washed away by the long river of time.
No more traces.
Regardless of whether Xiao Yao is a good person or not, to Xue Yayan, the meaning of Xiao Yao is always different.
It is a kindness that is more difficult to solve than love.
"Why didn't you speak?" Xue Xue stared at him, the light in his eyes flickered. "What have I told you?"
"You..." After all, he was defeated by Xue Xue's ignorant and uneasy eyes, and he sighed. "You tell me, you like Feng Yang, you like it very much, you like it so much... You want to snatch him away from Xiao Tian."
In a concise and comprehensive sentence, in fact, many extreme words are omitted in the middle.
That is Xiao Yao's tenderness.
Xue Xue's eyes still did not leave, but Xiao Yao avoided her eyes first.
almost.
There's no point in making a fuss.
Thinking about it, Xue Xue burst out laughing.
Xiao Yao thought about it.
He looked at Xue Xue again, there was still any sadness in the girl's eyes, all of them were bright and moving smiles, like the stars hanging on the night, twinkling beautifully.