When Xiang Nuan said this, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.
After all, it was a confession, so she was quite embarrassed.
As soon as Lin Chuyan's footsteps stopped, she lowered her head, a little nervous.
He didn't speak, she just felt her body suddenly vacated.
"Ah!" I was taken aback.
Lin Chuyan actually picked her up horizontally, he was very strong, hugging her, his face didn't blush and he didn't breathe, it didn't seem like he was exerting much strength.
"What are you doing, let me down...someone is watching..."
Lin Chuyan turned a deaf ear and carried her to the side of the road.
Xiang Nuan's body swayed slightly and regularly as he walked, as if he was lying in a cradle. She was a little anxious, and couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you acting like a bandit..."
The bandit carried his young daughter-in-law in the village and walked behind the plane tree.
The sycamore tree was planted behind the street lamp, and its thick trunk completely covered the light at the other end. When Xiang Nuan was put down by him, her eyes were not used to it yet. She leaned against the tree trunk and felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes.
The darkness made people flustered, she wanted to run, but he clasped her shoulders, and then, she felt something on her lips, soft, strong, warm, and clean breath.
Lin Chuyan kissed her.
Mouth to mouth, the four lips meet, he exerted some strength, and the soft lips squeezed each other.
When the eyes can't see, the sense of touch is more sensitive and clear. It was as if a firework had exploded in Xiang Nuan's mind. She closed her eyes, her limbs stiffened from tension, and she didn't dare to move. The whole body seemed to be nailed there.
Breathing gradually became disordered.
The messy breathing was intertwined, and the surrounding air seemed to be dyed with vigorous heat, making the face hot.
Lin Chuyan's hand clasped on her shoulder slowly moved up, holding her face. He gently held the side of her face with his palm, the touch in his palm was delicate, smooth, soft, and fragile... He held her carefully, rubbed her skin unconsciously with his fingertips, and his breathing gradually became more messy.
Xiang Nuan's heartbeat was unbelievably fast, she was so nervous that she gradually had difficulty breathing. She shook her head, away from him.
The kiss ended so abruptly. Lin Chuyan held her face reluctantly, and gently stroked her skin with her fingertips, once and for all, gently and slowly, like soothing or seducing.
In the darkness, Xiang Nuan leaned against the tree trunk to breathe calmly, and after a while, whispered, "It's time to go back."
The two came out from behind the tree.
Xiang Nuan realized that her legs were weak.
It turns out that kissing is so exhausting.
Xiang Nuan, who walked under the streetlight again, was a little guilty and didn't dare to look passers-by.
Lin Chuyan looked down at her, "So red?" As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was a little hoarse.
Xiang Nuan didn't notice his abnormality, she rubbed her face and forcefully explained: "It's because I drank too much wine just now."
He held the corner of his lips and let out a long "oh".
Xiang Nuan was embarrassed by the meaningful "oh", and walked two steps quickly.
He followed closely to hold her hand.
She avoided him, "Go away, beast."
Lin Chuyan laughed out loud. The laughter was low and pleasant. "Is that a beast?" he said, "And there's more—"
Xiang Nuan quickly interrupted him: "You are not allowed to say that!"
Lin Chuyan shut up honestly, thinking in her heart, I won't say anything, I'll just do it.