CS Chapter 9

Lin Wenjing didn’t dare have He Xingran stay at his house. He went upstairs to get his coat and wallet, telling his parents that his friends invited him out for karaoke, and that if it got too late, then he wouldn’t be coming home.

After entering college, his parents relaxed their control over him. They only advised him to not drink too much or play too hard before letting him go.

In a hotel, Lin Wenjing took a shower before coming out of the bathroom, pulling at the pajamas he was wearing.

“Why did you bring two sets of pajamas?”

“Just in case.” He Xingran looked at him, the smile in his eyes was gentle. “It came in handy, see?”

The pajamas were a bit big, so Lin Wenjing had to roll up his sleeves. He went over to sit on the edge of the bed, nudging He Xingran with his elbow. “You still haven’t told me; how did you get my new number, my home address, and—”

“Are we considered to be together now?”

He Xingran grabbed his wrist and slowly clasped their fingers together. “I asked the club president for your number. As for the address, I remembered it when I accompanied you to send a package home.”

“Drop the ‘considered.’ It’s also not a question.” He Xingran said word by word, “We are together.”

Lin Wenjing lowered his head, staring at their intertwined fingers. “Then can I…can I kiss you?”

“Where do you want to kiss?” He Xingran lay down, resting on the bed. He looked ready to give himself while he lay on the white and soft blanket.

Too tempting.

Lin Wenjing’s Adam’s apple bobbled, his breathing somewhat chaotic.

He kneeled on the bed and shakily kissed He Xingran on the lips.

Soft lips pressed together, and in the next second, Lin Wenjing was flipped over. He was pressed against the bed, under He Xingran.

“Be good, close your eyes.”

The young man’s long eyelashes lightly trembled, and he obediently closed his eyes.

The little hedgehog withdrew his thorns, revealing his soft belly. He was caressed and kneaded, causing him to let out fragmented panting sounds.

He Xingran lightly bit his lips, then chuckled softly and said, “When I kissed you the first time, you bit me and it hurted a lot.”

Their first kiss wasn’t a pleasant experience. Lin Wenjing thought about Ye Heng, still holding a grudge against him. He reached out his hands to hold He Xingran’s shoulders and turned his head to the side, not allowing him to kiss him.

He Xingran kissed the hair on his temple. “Ye Heng came to find me that night, you saw it didn’t you?”

“Were you angry? Got jealous? So you simply stopped pursuing me, changed your number, and even blocked me.” He Xingran kissed the tip of his ear, the soft earlobes redden from just a light kiss. It was very sensitive. “You didn’t even give me a chance to explain.”

“Lin Wenjing, you’re really something.” He Xingran leaned down, kissing Lin Wenjing’s neck, and his hand stroked along his back.

The young man’s always straight back softened at this moment; his entire body softened under He Xingran.

The hands on He Xingran’s shoulder also softened, wrapping his arms around his shoulders instead. He raised his head to kiss him, stopping him from settling old scores.

By the end of it, even his voice softened.

“I was wrong,” he softly begged for mercy. “Xingran, Ah Ran, Ran-ge…ge…haa…I was wrong.”

“You weren’t wrong.” He Xingran pressed against him, sweating profusely, moving up and down. “I allow you to be jealous, angry, and throw a little tantrum.”

“But all I hope is that you can keep my heart safe.”

The kisses were scattered and mixed with gasps, revealing an intimacy entangled in deep passion.

“Ah Ran, Ah Ran…Ah Ran…” Lin Wenjing called out to him again and again, tears were coming out of the corner of his eyes. “I…really like you.”

Really, like you so much.

He Xingran kissed the corner of his eyes. “I know.”

His tone was cherishing and serious.

“Me too.”