Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Mi Lin felt the softness on his lips and his eyes suddenly widened.

It was as if the illusion through the veil had come true, and for a moment it seemed too unbelievable.

He didn't dare to move, and let Ji Shuyang close her eyes and press his lips against his.

The two of them were too close, and Ji Shuyang's long eyelashes brushed against his forehead, bringing a tingling sensation.

The dark green color in Mi Lin's eyes began to become rich and deep. When Ji Shuyang felt tired and wanted to leave, he put his hand on her lower back.

The lips that had just parted were pressed together again.

The hand on the lower back is so hot, clearly showing the owner's desire.

Ji Shuyang was stunned and didn't know how to react for a moment.

The thought flashed through her mind and was then suppressed. Soon, she closed her eyes and cooperated with the demands of the man under her.

At first, Mi Lin imitated Ji Shuyang's movements and pressed against her lips in an awkward manner.

Even with the simple touch of lips, one can seem to feel the sweetness flowing between the touch.

There was a hint of satisfaction in Mi Lin's eyes that had not yet opened. He stretched out his other hand and put it around Ji Shuyang's waist.

With a little effort, the person fell firmly into his arms.

The intimate distance is the posture that makes him feel most satisfied.

For Ji Shuyang, lying in his arms and kissing him was indeed much easier than raising her head to chase him.

Under the quiet moon, absorbing the body warmth from each other is also a good way to get comfort in such an environment.

However, Ji Shuyang's thoughts were simple, but Mi Lin began to feel dissatisfied.

Desire is always endless.

After tasting the wonderful flavor, you will imagine other flavors that are even more wonderful and sweet.

The desire in his heart makes him eager to be closer to the one he loves, and it would be best if they could be together and never be separated.

Following instinct, Mi Lin used the tip of his tongue to pry open her closed lips.

Ji Shuyang's heart shuddered, and she couldn't tell whether she hated or disliked him. She couldn't help but open her eyes and look at the people who kept invading her territory.

What came into view was Mi Lin’s handsome face.

He had delicate features, red lips and white teeth. With his eyes closed, he looked so lost in lust that he looked like an immortal sleeping peacefully.

We have to admit that a good appearance does give you an advantage in some situations.

Ji Shuyang had no ill feelings towards Mi Lin in the first place, and even though his current actions were a little too intimate, she didn't resist much.

"It was only a kiss. You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb."

In fact, even if you resist, in such an environment, nothing is more important than your own life.

With this mentality, I slowly closed my eyes again after just opening them.

During this period, Mi Lin, who was sensitive to the outside world, did not notice anything unusual.

The soft flesh and entangled saliva inside the lips were like a swamp. It looked calm and ordinary on the surface, but once he fell into it, he would have no chance of escape.

Mi Lin was also unwilling to get away. He sucked on Ji Shuyang's lips, occasionally using his strength to nibble on them carefully, and occasionally using the tip of his tongue to hook up the sweet saliva and taste it carefully.

Sometimes, the kiss is too intense and can make a sizzling sound.

Ji Shuyang was not in good health. If she kissed for too long, she would feel suffocated because she could not breathe fresh air.

Whenever this happened, Mi Lin would notice it first and quickly distance themselves from each other.

When the lips parted, the silver thread that was pulled out was crystal clear in the moonlight, so ambiguous that it made people blush and their heart beat faster.

He moved one hand up from the lower back, gently patting Ji Shuyang's back to calm her intense heartbeat.

His lips, which had become scorching, lingered behind her ears as he pressed them against her lips. His slightly hoarse voice gently soothed her:

"Shuyang, breathe."

Ji Shuyang followed his rhythm to kiss or stop to calm herself down, and unknowingly, she seemed to have gotten used to this rhythm.

And she didn't know if it was an illusion or some other reason, but Ji Shuyang hugged his tight waist with her arms, sniffing the fresh scent from Mi Lin's body like the morning mist, and she couldn't help but feel safe in her heart.

After the intimate contact, she found that her heart was much stronger than before.

The first one to discover it was of course Mi Lin.

He seized the right time and kissed her more passionately, and his hands pressing on Ji Shuyang unconsciously increased their strength.

The movements of his lips and hands seemed to declare that he really wanted to rub the person on top of him completely into his body.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Ji Shuyang finally couldn't help it. She stretched out her hands and supported herself on the solid chest of the man under her, struggling to pull herself away from the lingering kiss.

"That's enough, that's enough."

Mi Lin loosened his hand on her body, reached out to push the hair that blocked Ji Shuyang's vision behind her ears, and asked in a gentle voice:

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

He thought he was too obsessed and forgot about her heart's ability to bear it. His voice was a little tense and worried when he asked.

Ji Shuyang lay on Mi Lin's body, touching her lips and blushing cheeks.

"No... not."

He knew the right measure very well, and his lingering kiss didn't make her uncomfortable.

The only problem was that we kissed for too long, and my lips were sucked until they were red, swollen and painful, and started to hurt slightly.

"A little pain……"

Her voice was soft and shy as she explained.

Mi Lin's heart softened instantly. He gently stroked Ji Shuyang's lips with his fingertips and said soothingly:

"Then no kiss."

Ji Shuyang hummed in a muffled voice and lay on Mi Lin's body.

I put my ear against his chest, listening to the steady thumping of his heart, and my heart seemed to calm down.

Under the moonlight, the atmosphere was peaceful and harmonious, as if the bloody incidents of the past few days had never happened.

It also seemed that they were not facing a life or death decision.

Unfortunately, the fact is that the situation ahead is treacherous and dark, and it is impossible to see the way forward.

"Ah Lin, tell me, can I really survive?"

Ji Shuyang clutched the corner of Mi Lin's clothes, her fingers tense, her voice filled with confusion and fear about the future.

Mi Lin patted her shoulder with a firm tone.

"of course."

It was late at night, the fog was thick, and the cold was getting heavier. Ji Shuyang couldn't help but sneeze a few times.

"It's getting late, you should go to bed first."

Mi Lin easily picked up the person, carefully placed her on the bed, and tucked the quilt carefully for her.

He himself sat beside the bed, gently coaxing her to sleep.

Ever since Zhang Huirong's death, Ji Shuyang has been finding ways to squeeze into Mi Lin's room at night.

She doesn't have high fighting power and lives alone. If something bad happens at night, she won't have time to run away.

The two of them became close, and Mi Lin got used to sleeping with her.

Of course, he just watched her fall asleep by the bed, and then he would either take a nap leaning against the head of the bed or sleep on the floor.

Ji Shuyang had long been accustomed to seeing his broad back in front of her before falling asleep. Even just looking at him like that, she felt extremely safe.

When she was about to fall asleep due to sleepiness, she vaguely heard what Mi Lin said.

"We'll leave here in a few days."