Chapter 102: Taste the Peach
Xuan Zhi also has the aroma of peaches.
When he ran towards Chen Jingpei, he was planted into his arms with a wisp of sweet and soft wind.
Chen Jingpei took advantage of the situation to stretch out his arms and wrap his arms around her small waist.
The summer clothes are very light and thin, and the fingers are caressing her back through the ice-like fabric, and the delicate softness of her skin can be vaguely recognized.
So soft that his Adam's apple rolled secretly, wanting to do something to her that should be done between boyfriend and girlfriend.
"It's fine." His voice couldn't help but be hoarse, and his head couldn't help but bow down, snorting greedily against the faint sweet taste between her neck bones, "The sense of smell is not allergic." If you want to eat it, you will. β
The last sentence is unclear and lingering.
Xuan Tong's breathing was abrupt, and his whole little heart swirled and beat violently with his warm breath, because this was the first time he had pressed so tightly.
She knew too well what he was trying to do.
"Chen Jingpei," she struggled out of his arms in a panic, making an excuse to escape, "I'm still roasting peaches, almost baked paste, I'll go and see first." β
After saying that, he pulled up his calves and ran into the kitchen quickly.
It's not that she's hypocritical, it's just that she's never kissed, and her heart still can't let go of it.
The delicate softness in his arms retreated, and Chen Jingpei rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.
Then, in order to dispel the restless desire in his heart, he paced into the living room, chose a sofa to sit down, and picked a random book on the coffee table to look at.
Xuan Tong was still hiding in the kitchen, leaning nervously against the wall, and poured a large glass of freshly squeezed peach juice.
seems to be like this, Chen Jingpei will no longer want to kiss her.
After drinking the peach juice and doing a good job of psychological construction, Xuan Tong slowly took a plate of salted peaches and walked out.
"Why are you back so early today, aren't you going to develop a new game?" She put the peach on the coffee table and asked calmly.
Chen Jingpei lifted her eyelids from the page of the book and glanced at her and the plate of peaches, and the sunlight shrouded her obliquely from the windowsill, like a protective circle for her, so that he could not get close.
However, the more this is the case, the more it provokes his desire for conquest.
"Are peaches sweet?" He didn't answer, his eyes staring at her pretty lips like fire.
The intentions speak for themselves.
Xuan Tong's eyes were slightly hidden, he lowered his curly eyelashes, poked a peach with a silver fork and bit it into his mouth to suppress the shock.
"Sweet, very sweet." She swallowed the dates and said, "However, no matter how sweet it is, you can't eat it." β
is somewhat naΓ―ve, thinking that his mouth is full of peach flavor, Chen Jingpei will retreat and dare not invade.
Who knows, Chen Jingpei said: "I want to taste it." β
"No, don't come nonsense." Xuan Tong immediately panicked and protected the plate of peaches, "There are other fruits in the refrigerator, you go wash some grapes and eat them." β
"I just want to taste peaches," Chen Jingpei said, "I haven't tasted them yet." β
"Haven't tasted it?" Xuan Tong's logic was clear and his reaction was extremely fast, "If you haven't tasted it, how do you know that you are allergic to peaches?" Could it be that you lied to me? β
"I kid you not." Chen Jingpei explained lightly, "To be precise, I ate it when I was a child, but I don't have much impression anymore, so I don't know what peaches taste like now." Would love to ...... Give it a taste. β
When he said the last sentence, his eyes became more and more intense, and he locked Xuan Tong's red lips.
Obviously, what he wanted to taste was not a peach.
Rather, the girl's first kiss.
"Is that okay?" He leaned over and gradually uncontrollably approached the corners of her mouth.
Xuan Tong suddenly didn't know where the courage and boldness came from, calmly poked a peach in his mouth, and said provocatively: "If you really dare to eat it, I will let you do whatever you want in the future." β
She was actually gambling, betting that he wouldn't dare.
After all, allergies are very tormenting.
He couldn't have taken such a risk for a kiss.
Unless, he wouldn't be allergic to peaches at all...... Not!
Before the conjecture was settled, the corners of her mouth suddenly hurt, Chen Jingpei was like an angry wolf, biting the peaches in her mouth with gnawing and devouring, and sucking her lips fiercely with hunger and thirst......
(End of chapter)