The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Fu Xiuyan stopped just when Xia Yang felt her mouth was about to break.

But she also hugged him tighter. Xia Yang was not used to it, so he pushed him slightly, but in return, the hug became even tighter. It was so tight that his waist was aching.

"You took the initiative." The big head buried in his neck made a muffled sound. Xia Yang didn't hear what he said clearly.

"Huh? What?"

"You were the one who kissed me first. You can't push me away. You have to be responsible for me."

Xia Yang heard the aggrieved tone and stopped pushing him.

"Get up."

"I don't." Fu Xiuyan didn't want to look up at him. He was afraid that if he looked up, he would see Xia Yang's cold attitude towards him. He was also afraid that he would use his overly rational words to fool him again.

Xia Yang was in a good mood at the moment, so he was unusually patient.

She stroked Fu Xiuyan's back and comforted him: "I won't leave even if I don't push you away."

"Really?"

"Well, really."

Fu Xiuyan grabbed Xia Yang's hand, intertwined his fingers with his, and held it tightly. He stood up only after making sure that Xia Yang couldn't shake it off.

Eyes facing each other.

Xia Yang's eyes traced every inch of Fu Xiuyan's face.

Deep, soulful eyebrows, a straight nose, lips. It seemed as if every hair on this person's body grew in accordance with his own preferences.

Especially the lip, which was a little red where it was just bitten by his teeth.

The way he looked at her seemed inexplicably pitiful.

What did he want to say to Fu Xiuyan just now?

His mind was blank, and he could only recall the feeling when Fu Xiuyan kissed him just now...

Not important anymore.

Xia Yang turned over, pressed Fu Xiuyan under him, and leaned over to kiss him.

This time, Fu Xiuyan's reaction was quick, as if he was quite familiar with the situation. He wasn't as rude as before.

The kiss was very gentle.

Xia Yang felt very comfortable being kissed, and slowly gave the initiative to Fu Xiuyan.

Xia Yang didn't know how long she and Fu Xiuyan had been kissing.

When they got tired of kissing, they stopped, and when they looked at each other, they started kissing uncontrollably again.

Xia Yang thought he probably drank too much and was drunk.

Otherwise, why would my head be so dizzy and why am I so addicted to kissing?

By the end, my lips were numb and I had no feeling anymore.

For a long time, the only sounds in the room were the smacking sounds of kisses, the mingling of breaths, and Xia Yang's humming.

Fu Xiuyan was greatly comforted by Xia Yang's reaction in his arms.

The brain that ran away from home also came back.

Who cares what he says? Why would I bother with a child? As long as he wants to be by my side, that's all. Don't be too anxious. He's still young. He'll eventually fall in love with him.

"Still kissing?" Fu Xiuyan had a smile in his eyes and eyebrows.

Xia Yang nodded, then shook his head: "My mouth is numb..."

Fu Xiuyan gently touched Xia Yang's lips with his fingertips, and Xia Yang shrank back reflexively.

Fu Xiuyan chuckled: "Then wait until you're better before kissing me. Are you hungry?"

Xia Yang was indeed a little hungry. She didn't expect kissing to be so tiring.

"I'll have someone bring food over. It's too late today, can we just rest here after dinner?" Fu Xiuyan had a selfish motive. He couldn't be completely relieved yet, so he had to keep a close eye on him tonight. What if he suddenly changed his mind after letting him go?

Since Xia Yang fell in love with his face, he had to make good use of it and confuse him as much as possible.

Xia Yang didn't say yes, nor did he say no: "Eat something first, I'm so hungry."

Fu Xiuyan kissed him on the forehead and then went to order food over the phone.

He didn't ask Xia Yang what he wanted to eat, but every dish he ordered was what Xia Yang liked. They were the ones he ate most at lunch.

He even gave detailed instructions, such as which dish should have a little more chili and which soup should have a lighter taste.

Xia Yang said it was impossible not to be moved. His parents sometimes didn't pay so much attention to him.

Who wouldn't like someone who cares about them?

Plus, this guy is good-looking and has good kissing skills.

Fu Xiuyan made all the arrangements and turned around to see Xia Yang looking at him with a smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Xiuyan sat back down next to Xia Yang, sitting very close to him.

Xia Yang seemed to have no strength left in her body and fell directly into Fu Xiuyan's arms.

He really liked the feeling of being held in Fu Xiuyan's arms, it was warm and safe.

"I just want to laugh."

When Xia Yang approached, Fu Xiuyan had already opened his arms, encircled her, and adjusted his posture so that Xia Yang would feel comfortable leaning against him.

Xia Yang played with Fu Xiuyan's fingers, which were very beautiful and even longer than his own. Her entire palm was a circle larger than his.

Even without showing the face, these hands can attract countless fans.

"Have I finally caught up with you now?" Fu Xiuyan asked.

"If I say I've caught up with you, will you stop chasing me?" Xia Yang began to study Fu Xiuyan's palm lines and casually said, "But if you caught up with me, it only means that I am yours now, but it doesn't guarantee that I will always be yours."

Fu Xiuyan lowered his eyes and stared at him, with a gleam in his eyes, as if he had absorbed all the soft moonlight outside the window into his eyes.

"I understand. Every day with Xia Xia is a day spent pursuing you. I will love you the same every day."

Xia Yang was touched by the word "love".

Don't know how to respond.

Fu Xiuyan noticed his abnormality, but he didn't care as much as before.

It's like boiling a frog in warm water.

The two of them had a midnight snack. Xia Yang went to wash up first.

When he came out, Fu Xiuyan gave him a set of pajamas.

"I just bought it. I just had the waiter wash it and send it over. Change it on."

It’s the brand that Xia Yang usually wears.

Xia Yang was puzzled: "When did you buy it?" The two of them were separated only when taking a bath. Otherwise, they were like conjoined twins. How could he not notice?

"When ordering supper."

Xia Yang raised an eyebrow: "I hadn't agreed to let you spend the night here at that time, right?"

Fu Xiuyan smiled faintly and said nothing.

Xia Yang took the clothes and said, "You go wash them. I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed first."

When Fu Xiuyan came out, the bedroom door was still open.

Fu Xiuyan stood by the door and saw Xia Yang lying in a crooked position with the quilt rolled up to one side.

She walked over quietly, covered him with a blanket, and turned off the light.

"Where are you going?" Xia Yang suddenly asked.

Fu Xiuyan turned on the bedside lamp again and dimmed it: "Did I wake you up?"

"I asked you where you were going?" Xia Yang's eyes were sore and he could hardly open them.

"Let's go to the living room. I'll sleep on the sofa." When this place was first renovated, it was only used as a temporary resting place for Fu Xiuyan. So only one bedroom was built.

Xia Yang rolled inside with the quilt, and then the space outside was vacant: "Come up."

"Are you sure?" Fu Xiuyan saw Xia Yang curled up like a long caterpillar, which was really cute.

Xia Yang rolled her eyes at him, turned her back and ignored him.

Fu Xiuyan closed the bedroom door and lay down where Xia Yang had just lay.

As soon as he turned off the bedside lamp, Xia Yang rolled back over, throwing himself into Fu Xiuyan's arms and rubbing his head against his chest twice.

This action was as skillful as if it had been done countless times.