There's a strange, detached thrill from the mundane world.
Chi Cheng tucked the hem of her shirt back into her shorts.
He kissed her forehead again, his voice even hoarseer than when Shi Ling had just cried, "Did you bring your ID?"
The two finally broke the ice, and Shi Ling, remembering the humiliation she suffered at the bar, finally confronted him.
She sat up straight in the car, hooked her legs around his waist, and looked down at him. "Didn't you say I couldn't take a joke?"
Chi Cheng chuckled softly, "That's because of you. Only I can afford to play this game."
Shi Ling wouldn't let him off the hook, "When exactly did you start wanting to sleep with me?"
Chi Cheng helped her sit up straight, with her legs spread apart in the front seat. He stroked her legs, which felt like fine silk, soft and smooth.
He sighed, "That day in the fire escape, I saw your legs, and I thought I had to play with them sometime."
"Sit tight." Chi Cheng climbed up behind her. "You drive, okay?"
Shi Ling felt the reaction between his legs and mocked him, "I thought this was at the karaoke bar."
Chi Cheng clicked his tongue. "So you admit you seduced me."
Chi Cheng held Shi Ling's hands and placed them on the two front handles, then covered them with his own hands, wrapped his jacket around her, and drove off with her in his arms.
After they entered the hotel, while checking in at the front desk, Chi Cheng put his arm around her and casually whispered in her ear, "Do you know why I had to pawn my phone?"
Author's Note: Are you satisfied with what you've seen?
Anyway, I've won over Brother Chi's heart.
I'm giving away 50 small red envelopes to those who join the VIP program!
Chapter 19
(Flashback)
They walked to the elevator, where a couple had just gone in.
The couple had clearly been in love for a long time. They were wearing slippers and pajamas, with the girl holding the boy's arm and the boy carrying a bag of barbecue, which gave off an enticing aroma in the enclosed space of the elevator.
Shi Ling found that Chi Cheng was still quite presentable and not in a hurry to seduce her. In the elevator, he simply put his hand loosely on her waist.
He saw her and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Actually, they rode the motorcycle all the way here, and he was quite well-behaved, holding her from behind and slowly instructing her on how to accelerate, how to brake, and how to maintain her balance.
This allowed Shi Ling to experience the thrill of speed.
Now that their relationship was clear, Shi Ling was no longer as cold as before. She replied, "I ate before I went to the bar."
"And you?"
Chi Cheng said meaningfully, "Let me expend a little more energy."
Upon hearing this, the girl's gaze swept over the couple, lingering on Shi Ling's face for a couple more seconds.
Soon the couple went to a lower floor and left first.
The elevator doors slowly closed.
She hadn't felt the space was cramped at first, but the moment the elevator doors closed, Chi Cheng glanced at her casually, and that single glance made the elevator feel even more confined.
Before, the world was vast, and the two had kissed where they should have, and touched where they shouldn't have. But once inside this enclosed space, the atmosphere was completely different, with every breath filled with an ambiguous air.
Stepping out of the elevator, you enter a quiet, dimly lit corridor. Walking on the soft carpet, you make no sound at all.
Shi Ling lowered her gaze, and Chi Cheng noticed that she was lost in thought. Perhaps there was still some hurdle for her to overcome, or perhaps the pace of progress was difficult for her to accept.
As soon as he got out of the elevator, he let go of her waist and took her hand instead.
Between adult men and women, sometimes holding hands is far more inappropriate than physical fighting, and kissing on the cheek is more intimate than kissing on the lips.
Shi Ling continued walking forward without looking to the side. The corridor wasn't long, and the two remained silent the whole way.
Chi Cheng stared at her intently in the entryway for a few seconds. He lowered his head and moved closer to her, his hot breath falling on the neckline of her white shirt.
"Shi Ling".
He smiled enigmatically, "It's too late to regret it now."
Upon hearing his words, Shi Ling raised her hand to stroke his face as he leaned in and pecked his lips.
You think I was thinking about that?
After she finished speaking, she pushed Chi Cheng aside.
Shi Ling looked at herself in the mirror in the entryway.
Sure enough, her face looked rather gruesome.
Her mascara had been completely ruined by that crying fit. She had wiped it off when she was wiping away tears, but she couldn't be bothered to clean the stain on the tissue.
The girl's gaze in the elevator just now reminded her.
Looking in the mirror, Shi Ling saw that Chi Cheng had casually taken off his leather jacket and thrown it on the sofa. She glared at him with some dissatisfaction.
"How exactly did you kiss me?"
Chi Cheng walked over and hugged her from behind, chuckling softly, "Now you realize how hard it has been for me."
Shi Ling tried to pry his hands off her lower abdomen, her tone still displeased, "I need to wash my face first."
Chi Cheng had been holding back all the way; he couldn't let her get away with it.
Seeing that she wasn't troubled, his lips were already on the back of her delicate white neck.
Shi Ling was always cold-sensitive, but when Chi Cheng's lips touched her, they were scalding hot.
His hand, which had been resting on her lower abdomen, also pulled open the hem of her shirt and slipped inside.
Unlike when he was on the motorcycle by the roadside, this time he wasn't in a hurry and slowly moved his body around her waist.
She looked at the two of them in the mirror, their bodies intertwined like vines, even her usually pale skin was flushed with a blush.
Chi Cheng caught a glimpse of her looking in the mirror out of the corner of his eye and asked her ambiguously, "What, you want to be here?"
Shi Ling had just shaken her head when he picked her up in a princess carry and walked her to the bedside.
He continued to make suggestive remarks, saying, "If you have that kind of fetish, I'll definitely oblige."
Shi Ling leaned against the pillow, watching Chi Cheng with his head down, intently unbuttoning her clothes one button at a time.
He moved slowly and patiently, first unbuttoning the bottom button of her shirt and then kissing her navel.
He would look up at her every time he unwrapped a coin.
Chi Cheng's eyes were already captivating, but when he was in love, he became even more alluring. The allure and ambiguity in his eyes seemed to transform into a pool of peach blossom water, creating a truly enchanting scene.
Shi Ling had long guessed that his foreplay would be exceptionally gentle, but she didn't expect him to be so patient. Whether it was intentional or not, the way he peeled away each tooth one by one felt like a slow, agonizing torture.
Chi Cheng stopped after unbuttoning the front of her shirt.
He knelt up straight and took off his shirt with his back hand.
His muscular upper body was exposed.
The abdominal muscles are well-proportioned and smooth.
Shi Ling could feel the firmness of his abdomen while he was on the motorcycle, and after he took it off, it was even more obvious that it was the result of deliberate training.
Shi Ling was only wearing one button hanging down her body. Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel hot and reached out to unbutton the last button on her collar.
Chi Cheng held her down, his gaze deep and teasing. "What, getting impatient already?"
Shi Ling glared at him, and the two stared at each other for a few seconds. Then she remembered that her makeup was still contorted, so she turned her face away.
Chi Cheng chuckled softly, then pressed down to find her lips, kissing her deeply before letting go.
Chi Cheng reached out and pulled her shirt up. Shi Ling cooperated with him with a cold face. Only when he pulled it up to her chest did Shi Ling realize what he was going to do.
The next second, she was covered by her own clothes. The fatal button was holding her shirt up so it wouldn't come undone, but her arms and face were completely covered by the shirt.
Shi Ling tried to break free, but Chi Cheng pressed down on her hands that were stretched above her head.
Shi Ling was somewhat annoyed. "What are you doing?"
Chi Cheng kissed her collarbone. Shi Ling couldn't see anything and was suddenly kissed, causing her body to arch.
His chuckled voice came to her ear, "Tsk, I'm afraid you'll feel inferior when you think about your face."
Shi Ling thought to herself, wondering who had kissed her so passionately earlier.
After saying that, Chi Cheng reached behind her and stroked her thin strap. Then, with one hand, he unbuttoned the back of her dress and pushed her head up as before.
Shi Ling felt her vision darken again.
She could feel Chi Cheng's presence lingering on her, yet she hesitated to make a move.
Although Shi Ling wasn't exactly nervous or scared, she had to admit that when all she could see was the light shining through her white shirt, casting a yellowish glow, her body was far more sensitive than ever before.
So when Chi Cheng finally touched her climax, Shi Ling heard herself groan, and felt a sense of relief.
Only when she sensed Chi Cheng lingering below her did Shi Ling remember something.
She suppressed the erotic undertone in her voice, her tone serious, "Do you have that?"
However, before she could get a reply, he had already pushed her inside.
Shi Ling swiftly pulled her shirt up to her neck, her eyes blazing with fury. "Get out!"
But then he saw a triumphant smile on Chi Cheng's lips. He moved his head slightly and said, "Feel it for yourself."
She was glaring at him, barely containing her anger. It took her a moment to process his words before she realized he was wearing it. Now that her attention returned, she found herself unconsciously clenching her teeth, enduring the aching and throbbing discomfort.
Chi Cheng is indeed very talented.
She turned her head away from looking at Chi Cheng's satisfied expression with his eyes narrowed.
Seeing that she had pulled off her shirt herself, Chi Cheng didn't force her. He simply unbuttoned the last button as he did so.
He then pinched her chin and kissed her moist lips. Shi Ling had been gently biting her lip to relieve the swelling and pain, but Chi Cheng kissed her away. With nowhere to vent her anger, she reached out and pinched his arm.
Chi Cheng let her apply force.