Qingyun's Love: Tiger Boy Falls in Love with a Pretty Lawyer

Qingsheng took her hand and walked slowly into the dark alley. Ranmo was a little nervous, and her hand trembled slightly.

There were no lights in the alley, and I could only rely on the distant light to barely see the road. Fortunately, the ground was relatively flat, without potholes or rocks.

About halfway through, the passageway became slightly brighter. Ranmo took a closer look and saw that it was the gap where the cart had swooped down. Now, it had become the brightest area in the passageway.

Ran Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Qing Sheng smiled in the darkness, revealing his white teeth. "How do you feel? Nothing to be afraid of, is it?"

Ran Mo nodded. The two continued walking forward. The light in front of them dimmed again. Ran Mo felt nervous again, and suddenly felt that the people around him seemed nervous too. His hands trembled slightly, and his breathing became heavier.

At that moment, a wild cat appeared out of nowhere with a meow and leaped past them. Ran Mo was so frightened that she almost fell down, but Qing Sheng took advantage of the situation and pulled her up into his arms.

Ran Mo breathed a sigh of relief and tried to break away and continue walking. But she couldn't. Qing Sheng hugged her tightly, enveloping her like the boundless night, making it impossible for her to escape this prison of love.

In the darkness, only the outline of the other person's face could be seen. Qingsheng leaned closer, tilted his head slightly, and pressed his face against Ranmo's cheek, gently rubbing it.

Ran Mo's heart pounded. She felt the boy's passion surge within her. She tried to break free, but it was in vain. She had a premonition that something was about to happen.

Qingsheng slowly tilted his cheek towards the center, never moving away from her face. After a moment, the corner of his mouth met the corner of Ranmo's.

No more deviation! Ran Mo twisted slightly, and Qing Sheng's hot lips met hers. It was like an electric shock.

Ran Mo opened his eyes wide in shock, only to find they were closed. He quickly closed his own eyes as well. They both held their breath, their minds drifting away.

Ranmo had imagined this moment coming, but he had never expected it to come so soon, or in such a situation.

If in the past they were just friends even if they slept together, now after this incident, their relationship is completely different.

Qingsheng couldn't help himself, and neither could she. She simply gave up resistance and silently embraced Qingsheng, their lips rubbing in the simplest ritual.

Deep in love, Ranmo really wanted to French kiss Qingsheng. Otherwise, it would be like scratching an itch through a shoe. But she didn't dare to be presumptuous. She was afraid of scaring Qingsheng. She was a lady, so she had to be reserved.

She also remembered how her first kiss was taken away from her in her previous life. During her vacations, she would visit relatives in the city, and she would visit her uncle's house the most often because her uncle was the best to her and her mother.

She also had a good relationship with her younger cousin, who was a few years younger than her. Although he was naughty and would sometimes bully her, he grew increasingly close to her, the young lady who had come from afar, as they got to know each other better.

Her uncle lived in a bungalow area. Outside, there were winding, smelly canals. When she and her little cousin were out playing, he accidentally fell in the canal, and his hands and body were covered in black, smelly mud.

He was about to cry, so she quickly took him home to clean himself up. Whenever they encountered a ditch outside, he would hold her hand tightly, fearing that he would fall flat on his face again.

She and her little cousin usually slept in the outer room. They shared the same bed and talked about everything. One morning, when she woke up, he put his arm around her neck and chatted with her, then quietly asked her: "Can you kiss?"

Ran Mo pinched him lightly and said with a smile, "Why do you ask such a strange question? Everyone can kiss."

He looked at her intently, wanting to try it out with her. Ran Mo found it funny, but couldn't resist him. They were all kids anyway, so they just treated it as a game.

But unexpectedly, this little guy knew a lot. When they were kissing, he actually went a step further and stuck out his little tongue to stir it in her mouth.

She was a little confused and unconsciously imitated him to stir. She didn't expect that her first kiss would be given to her little cousin.

They kissed for a while, bit each other's tongue, and then started giggling.

She was shy, but she chatted with him, asking him if he would get married when he grew up. He said yes. She smiled and scratched his nose.

The past has long gone with the wind, but that pure and tender kiss is hard to erase from memory.

In this life, Qingsheng was the first person to kiss her. Most likely, the only one. Now that he had taken the first step, why not add fuel to the fire and make the memory of this first kiss even more unforgettable?

She parted her lips slightly, wanting to catch her breath. Qingsheng looked at her with a smile. She gently extended her tongue and licked her lips, which seemed to be a little dry.

This small action did not escape the boy's eyes and also aroused his curiosity and desire to explore.

He also licked his lips with his tongue, and then unexpectedly licked the tip of the inked tongue.

Like a slippery little snake, the strange sensation of that instantaneous contact made the boy feel slightly dizzy. It was like discovering a new world. He was determined to gallop off to conquer new battles.

Their tongues gently touched. Their cheeks slowly drew closer, and the contact between their tongues became a full, all-encompassing exchange of tongues, covering the entire mouth. Still restless, their fleshy tongues stirred the saliva, each one wishing they could swallow the other's tongue.

The two of them were immersed in a sweet whirlpool, unable to extricate themselves for a long time. Ran Mo felt like she was about to melt if he kissed her again. She was almost lifted off the ground by Qing Sheng.

He's got incredible stamina. It seems like you can't fall off even if you hang on him. It's truly amazing.

Half an hour passed, and seeing Qingsheng still not letting go, Ranmo, half-dazed, bit his tongue. Qingsheng seemed to regain consciousness, his grip loosening. Ranmo took the opportunity to jump off him and ran to the side, gasping for air.

Qingsheng silently gazed at her in the night. For the boy, this was a significant step in his emotional journey. For both of them, it undoubtedly marked the beginning of a new relationship and a new journey.

The two of them returned home very late, having walked through a short dark alley for more than an hour.

Qingsheng didn't dare to enter the courtyard. He was afraid of disturbing his aunt's rest, and he was also afraid that she would find out and beat him.

Ran Mo waved goodbye to him. Then, staggering back into the house, she found her mother and the others had already gone to bed. She could now clear her mind and body.

Ranmo lay in bed, savoring the sweetness of the moment. Her heart was still pounding. A blush blossomed on her face, a smile blooming like a flower. This was the scene and opportunity she had long dreamed of. Once realized, it would remain in her heart forever.

Gradually calming down, she replayed many things in her mind like a movie. While feeling emotional, she also wondered what would happen next for her and Qingsheng. Was she fully prepared?

How should she face her current status and how should she further her relationship with him? It would be fine to free up her hands temporarily, enjoy herself, or even indulge in love, but she was afraid that she would have to give up something.