It felt warm to the touch, and Rong Tang even had a slight burning sensation the moment the tears exploded on his skin.
He blinked unconsciously, his visual senses finally adapting to the dim surroundings.
Su Huaijing closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, and tears were still sliding down slowly and uncontrollably, some fell on his chin, and some splashed directly on Rong Tang's face.
Every drop is hot and real.
The beauty under the light appeared before his eyes, with thick eyelashes, a straight nose, and warm lips and tongue. She penetrated into his mouth little by little as if it was filled with anesthetic, invading him extremely gently and irresistibly.
He numbed the senses with tenderness and swept away the bitter juice, but was also too tough and arrogant to allow Rong Tang to retreat even a little.
His hand moved from his arm to his waist. Outside the house, there was a gentle breeze, starlight and dust light were shining side by side, and the unearthed cicadas were singing praises of surviving the disaster. However, Rong Tang gradually became short of oxygen, and the scene in front of him gradually turned into brilliant halos, and he was about to feel a sense of weightlessness as if he was drowning.
He opened his mouth and exhaled unconsciously, which gave Su Huaijing the signal to attack. The hand on his waist tightened, and the two bodies pressed closer. In a daze, Rong Tang felt Su Huaijing's palm moving, as if trying to reach in through the hem of his clothes.
It was not until he suddenly felt an obstruction in front of him that Rong Tang suddenly came to his senses. Just as he was about to push the person away, Su Huaijing had already let go of him and took a half step back, so Rong Tang's half-raised hand froze in the air.
He stared at Su Huaijing in a daze, his mind still in a daze.
The villain's eyes were red and even a little swollen. His tears had stopped, but he still looked extremely pitiful, looking more and more like a dog. His lips were also red, covered with a suspicious layer of water.
Rong Tang was stunned for a long time and finally figured out what had just happened. He lowered his hands and silently lowered his head, glanced down, and then looked away.
"… "
Developing well.
Get up quickly too.
Should we praise him for retiring in time
But... Why can I get hard even when I'm crying
Rong Tang found it very puzzling.
He even frowned slightly and began to be distracted, until the tip of his tongue became really numb. He then lowered his head and swirled his tongue around in his mouth, trying to ease the numbness.
It's outrageous.
It's really outrageous.
When he was in Yong'an Lane, he was worried that if Su Huaijing saw the storybook, it would lead the villain astray. But it turned out that the villain he watched as a follower had already learned how to kiss without him knowing.
Moreover, it seems that there is something wrong with the orientation
Rong Tang had many more questions that night. At this moment, he just wanted to travel back in time and find Su Huaijing as soon as he woke up.
Because he didn't know how to face Su Huaijing.
He was the one who was forcefully kissed, and he was also the one who was "offended" by the person he treated as a child, but his mind went blank for a moment and he didn't know how to communicate with Su Huaijing.
He began to reflect on where he had gone wrong.
Rong Tang pursed his lips, but suddenly felt a subtle tingling pain. The feeling of being sucked was particularly clear. Almost at the moment when the lips touched, his brain uncontrollably recalled the memory.
Rong Tang immediately opened his mouth slightly.
The bitterness and burning sensation induced by the medicine were all replaced by another more subtle astringent feeling. Rong Tang felt confused and a little annoyed.
He was a college student after all, and he had lived two extra lives for nothing. His life experience was much greater than that of a 17-year-old teenage villain, but he was... He was completely overwhelmed by his kiss and even felt his legs a little weak.
But just as he was about to curse, when he met Su Huaijing's eyes that were as red as a rabbit's from crying, he was afraid that he would instinctively want to coax him as soon as he opened his mouth, let alone curse.
But this shouldn't be the case. He should ask Su Huaijing what he was thinking, why he did such an outrageous thing, and why he got hard with him.
But he couldn't ask.
Rong Tang swallowed the non-existent saliva that he hadn't had time to secrete, hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth: "Su—"
"Tangtang." Su Huaijing interrupted him. His voice was as gentle and warm as usual, but with a hint of hoarseness deep inside that was imperceptible to ordinary people.
Rong Tang was slightly startled, raised his head, and forced himself not to look at the place where he had a physiological reaction, and just stared at his face.
Su Huaijing curved his eyes and smiled in a very pitiful way. To make a rather inappropriate analogy, if he went to Yujing Fengyue Tower, I'm afraid all the filial sons in the capital would spend a fortune to win the smile of a beautiful woman.
Who would bear to see him cry
His phoenix eyes are rosy, his skin is white as spring snow, and when illuminated by the warm yellow candlelight, everyone would be moved by him.
Rong Tang's heart skipped a beat and he wanted to look away immediately, but Su Huaijing asked, "Does Tang Tang hate me?"
"?"
Rong Tang was puzzled and was silent for a moment: "Why do you ask that?"
He felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said, but he didn't know where it hit Su Huaijing's heart. He blinked his eyes lightly, his eyelashes cast a shadow, and his head, which was born to be proud, lowered slightly, looking very depressed: "That means you hate me."
Rong Tang: “???”
He was extremely surprised, but he heard Su Huaijing open his eyes and confuse right and wrong: "If you don't hate me, you won't ask me why."
Rong Tang: "...be more normal."
Su Huaijing blinked, seeming genuinely confused: "Is there something wrong with me?"
Rong Tang: “…?” How can you be normal
His eyes moved down uncontrollably, and Su Huaijing followed him and looked down. He didn't feel ashamed at all, but asked calmly: "Tangtang, do you think this is abnormal?"
Rong Tang turned his face away and said nothing, although he really wanted to nod.
Rong Tang was almost short of breath from being kissed by him just now. He had no time to react and only felt his hands and feet go limp. Now he wanted to leave but couldn't. He was blocked in the kitchen and interrogated. He could clearly feel the temperature in his ears rising.
"What's... normal?" he asked with difficulty.
Su Huaijing said naturally: "You are my husband, I like you, and it is in line with human nature that I would react when kissing you. How can it be abnormal?"
As he spoke, he even glanced down at Rong Tang: "Tang Tang, this is not normal, but you are weak and have been taking medicine for many years, so it is indeed difficult for you to be emotional. I don't blame you."
Difficult, with, moving, and emotional.
You really put it in a euphemistic way!
Rong Tang's face flushed a little, and he grasped the biggest problem in his words and emphasized: "Fake husband."
Su Huaijing's eyes flashed with a dark color, but his expression was still innocent. He retorted: "We are a formal couple who have prayed to heaven and earth, married with a formal matchmaker. This is what Tangtang said herself."
Rong Tang was speechless for a moment and began to secretly curse Ke Hongxue in his heart, asking why he had to say such things for no reason!
Hey! The villain has caught you!
He frowned and said firmly, "The premise is that we both get what we need. You agreed to pretend to be a couple."
"I regret it." Su Huaijing replied softly.
The firewood in the medicine stove was burned out bit by bit, and the empty medicine bowl was placed on the stove. All traces were gradually disappearing, and even the sweet and bitter smell of the herbs in the air would soon dissipate with the passing wind.
Everything that happened tonight seemed to have no witnesses, but a white moth flew in through the wooden window.
Rong Tang was speechless for a moment, staring at Su Huaijing in a daze, trying to think that what he had just heard was just hallucination.
Su Huaijing looked into his eyes and repeated, "I regret it."
There was a bitter taste in his throat, maybe it was the medicine he just drank that came back up, Rong Tang couldn't tell for a moment. Su Huaijing rarely held his hand, but just stood there, speaking slowly and seriously to him, insisting that he understand: "Rong Tang, I regret it."
Rong Tang was stunned, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be the first time he called his name.
"I don't want to be a fake couple with you, and I don't want to wait for you to like me. You said you fell in love with me at first sight, so I assumed that you fell in love with me at first sight. Now it's my turn to fall in love with you over time, will you accept it?" Su Huaijing asked him softly, as if asking for his opinion, but his expression didn't mean that at all.
Rong Tang searched for his thoughts for a long time, and felt that something had gone off track since the moment he stepped into the kitchen tonight.
Su Huaijing told him not to go over there through the medicine furnace, and he should have listened.
He was obviously very obedient before.
Rong Tang rolled his Adam's apple to calm himself down and regain his sanity. He took a half step back, distanced himself from Su Huaijing, raised his eyes and looked into his eyes in the dim light of the candle.
A moth flew over their heads, circling to test the temperature of the candle.
Rong Tang asked: "Why?"
"What answer do you want to hear?" Su Huaijing laughed softly, his fingers hanging down by his side, habitually placed on the waist badge, and asked him: "Tangtang obviously knows the answer, why are you asking me? Do you not believe it, or do you want me to say it again in person?"
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"I'm pretty, smart, gentle, patient, and considerate... Don't you like me, Tangtang?"
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"I like Tangtang more and more."
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"As long as you are happy."
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"… "
Every word was not pretended or acted. The speaker had intention, but the listener did not. Only at this moment did he suddenly realize that the beads were strung together and that his words and actions were all true.
Su Huaijing took a step forward, and slightly relieved some of the irritability that had just been aroused by Rong Tang's retreat.
He was still gentle, his eyes were so affectionate that only he could be seen: "Tangtang, I said I like you, but you never believe it."
He said, "I originally thought I could wait for you to believe me. You are two years older than me, so you won't be a slow learner forever. But now I don't want to wait any longer."
"We are husband and wife. My name is in your family tree and written next to yours. Even if we both die in the future, we will be buried together in the same coffin. Why can't I like you?"
A moth flew into the candle wick, and a wisp of white smoke instantly rose from its wings. The weak creature fled in panic.
Su Huaijing tilted his head slightly, looked into Rong Tang's eyes with confusion, and insisted on asking him to give an answer.
Rong Tang was stunned for a long time, and said with difficulty: "I won't live long."
Su Huaijing said lightly: "I will be buried with you."
Rong Tang was shocked and his eyes widened in disbelief.
Su Huaijing reached out and grasped his hand into his own once again, smiling with red eyes: "I still have some things to do. If God favors you, you will stay with me until then. Whenever you leave, I will be buried with you. If... God really despises me and won't even grant me this little request, then you will have to wait for me underground for a while. When I am done, I will come to find you, and we will cross the Naihe Bridge hand in hand."
The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, as if rain was coming again; the candlelight flickered inside the house, and the moth had half of its wings burnt, but it still did not repent and flew into the air again until it turned into ashes.
Rong Tang's heart was beating violently in his chest, as if it was going to kill him.
He stood there for a long time, and finally lost his voice, and asked, "Su Huaijing, do you know what you are doing?"
Like a moth flying into a flame, it destroys itself.
Su Huaijing smiled gently. The young man has grown up. His every frown and smile is captivating, just like a fairy in the moon.
He lowered his head slightly, grabbed Rong Tang's lips, and pecked them lightly: "I know."
"I'm courting."
(End of this chapter)