Because I Wanted to Kiss You, I Kissed You

"Grandpa's house only has two rooms, otherwise I would have to sleep on the sofa."

"Grandma, are you really going to let me sleep on the sofa? qwq"

Xia Yan hugged the blanket, looking like he would stay here tonight even if he was rejected, which was quite unusual.

"..."

Hua Xin looked at Xia Yan lying on the bed speechlessly. Actually, she had just planned to have Xia Yan stay in the room with her. What was wrong with sleeping on the sofa in the dead of winter? Besides, this was Xia Yan's house, so logically, she should be the one sleeping on the sofa.

But seeing Xia Yan's expression, she felt a strong urge to decisively reject Xia Yan and look at his sad little face.

It would be even better if I could beg her to come...

The girl briefly imagined the scene and felt a strange sense of excitement.

After all, probably no one would have imagined that Xia Yan, who is usually sunny and outgoing, would have such a coquettish and pitiful side, right? Hua Xin remembered that Xiang Guan and Mu Feng had both said that Xia Yan was the god of the dormitory, and was the undisputed dormitory leader, both in terms of academics and life.

Hua Xin silently erased the image she had just imagined, then slowly stood up and walked to the door.

Xia Yan, who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, heard the noise and thought Hua Xin was angry when she still didn't answer. Then, with unusual sharpness, he raised his head and looked at the girl's back with a serious expression.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the girl gently close the door.

Are there any pillows left?

Hua Xin turned her head and asked with some confusion. Xia Yan was relieved to see that the girl's expression showed no anger at all, and replied with a smile:

"There are still some in the closet, but it seems there are no blankets left."

"Oh."

She nodded, trying to make her expression look normal, then walked to the cabinet, opened the door, and began rummaging through it.

Although I had slept in the same bed with Xia Yan for one night before, that night was because I was drunk and asleep due to alcohol, and I had no consciousness or intuition. But now they are both perfectly sober!

Adolescence is a time when things are hard to control, and it's unthinkable for a young man and woman to sleep in the same bed...

It sounds like the prelude to sex in some doujinshi or novel.

"Found it..."

biu~

Hua Xin took out a clean and tidy buckwheat pillow and casually threw it at Xia Yan, attempting to use the pillow to directly kill Xia Yan, who was lying on the bed and taking up most of the bed space.

Unfortunately, Xia Yan easily took the pillow and placed it neatly next to her own pillow. She couldn't hide the smile on her face and obediently cleared half of the blanket she was using to give to Hua Xin, who was about to lie down.

Xia Yan, who always comes back for a period of time during the Xia Yan, is very clear about the quantity of various items in his grandfather's house. This room, which is usually used as a guest room, is basically unoccupied except when he comes back for a few days during the Spring Festival.

During the Spring Festival, Grandpa would usually be invited by Xia Zhongshan to spend the holiday with them. After New Year's Eve, Grandpa would return home alone. At this time, Xia Fen would usually come back with Grandpa for two more days, and then she would come to spend the rest of the Spring Festival with him.

For the elderly, one set of bedding is naturally enough, and one set is also enough for the guest room. So, are there any extra blankets in the whole house?

The answer is...

"There are no blankets left?"

Hua Xin frowned slightly, then looked at the wardrobe and saw that apart from some clothes that were obviously for children and a pillow, plus a summer mat and a cooling pillow, there was nothing else in the compartments. She couldn't help but ask a question.

"Eh..."

"It seems like we don't have any extra blankets at home."

Xia Yan deliberately feigned a slightly regretful expression, frowning as if he was puzzled and saddened that the girl didn't have any extra blankets. It was truly heartbreaking!

Why is Grandpa so mean? He didn't even prepare two extra blankets. Now he and Hua Xin have to share one blanket, and it's so small that it's barely big enough for both of them. If they wanted to be even closer together, they'd have to be very close to each other.

"..."

Looking at Xia Yan's expressive face, Hua Xin wanted to say a lot, but couldn't say anything at all.

Xia Yan really did lower her head as always, and it was a very cute way of lowering her head.

Well...

After all, guys who haven't experienced that kind of thing in a long time are bound to have some sexual repression. They might have a natural, subconscious desire and expectation to hold a soft, fragrant girl.

Well,.

"One blanket is fine, I need to change my clothes." A rustling sound came from inside, as if a scene from an anime had suddenly appeared in front of Xia Yan.

Hua Xin didn't care whether she shared a bed with Xia Yan or not, so she was even less concerned about whether she shared a blanket with Xia Yan. But for Xia Yan, it meant something completely different.

When it comes to someone you like, the thoughts that are driven by "desire" and "emotion" are different. One is "following the primal impulse," and the other is "liking her." Perhaps when a person truly likes someone, they won't have those erotic thoughts?

Upon hearing Hua Xin's words, Xia Yan immediately covered his eyes with his hands in a very gentlemanly manner, as if silently telling Hua Xin, "A gentleman like him would never peek, so please feel free to change your clothes."

If we ignore the gaps between Xia Yan's fingers as she covered her face.

Okay, he took back what he just said.

Although it was called changing clothes, it was really just that Hua Xin changed her usual long-sleeved sweater to a short-sleeved one.

This winter, she unusually spent money to buy new clothes. After all, she can now earn her own money and doesn't need to worry about where she lives. She should spend some of the money she has always been reluctant to spend to prepare for the winter.

Then Hua Xin bought this gray-black wool sweater. Although she didn't know if it was real wool, it was still very warm to wear, whether under a down jacket or indoors. At the same time, she didn't forget Xia Yan. Although she didn't know Xia Yan's exact size, if she bought the wrong size, she could just make a few more trips to exchange it.

They were both wearing gray-black wool sweaters, which looked like an unconventional couple's outfit.

In Xia Yan's view, the girl's back was only covered by a few straps of her bra, followed by her somewhat slender and smooth back. Her skin, under the dim light in the room, exuded a delicate, milky smoothness.

The lines from her shoulders to her waist are incredibly smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. From any angle, it's a perfect figure, something that only models who constantly control their diet and incorporate yoga and fitness routines can achieve.

But in a sense, Hua Xin is also controlling her diet in the same way.

However, Xia Yan's undisguised spying ended quickly when the short sleeves, which only covered the skin and revealed the arms, were quickly replaced by the short sleeves.

"Would you like to see the front?"

"Think."

Upon hearing the girl's slightly seductive voice, Xia Yan, still savoring the scene from just now, subconsciously nodded and firmly replied.

"Oh?" Hua Xin stared at Xia Yan thoughtfully, then slowly bent down and leaned on the bed, crawling towards Xia Yan little by little like Chun Qiu.

With some of the necklines wide open, a slight tilt of the head would easily reveal the increasingly close white skin, and Xia Yan did indeed tilt her head down.

Xia Yan was covered by the blanket and there was nothing unusual about him, but in fact, there really was nothing unusual about him.

My heart was just racing a little.

Even when he was looking at exam papers, his gaze was never this serious and focused. But now, faced with Hua Xin's mysterious allure, it was as if he had a locator installed in his brain, or as if he had unlocked his head while playing an FPS game. He couldn't even move the mouse to shoot someone because the cheat would automatically lock onto what he was supposed to lock onto.

The girl's cascading hair fell down, gently brushing and sweeping across Xia Yan's face like feathers, creating a faint, ticklish sensation.

But Xia Yan felt it wasn't her facial skin that was itchy; it was her heart that was itchy.

They were very close; Hua Xin was practically pressed against Xia Yan, facing him directly. However, Hua Xin was on top, and Xia Yan was on the bottom, separated only by a blanket and their respective clothes.

Hua Xin's face flushed slightly. The experience of seeing scenes in various other literary works and then experiencing them firsthand was completely different.

She was already above Xia Yan, and as long as she didn't close her eyes, she would definitely see his face. But even in this somewhat ambiguous atmosphere, Xia Yan was still trying to look at his chest.

"Are you a chauvinist, Xia Yan?!"

Hua Xin, her face slightly Red Temperature, rested one hand on Xia Yan's chest. Then, she didn't know where the courage came from, or why she suddenly had this thought, but she lowered her head and bit Xia Yan's lips.

While admiring the beautiful scenery, Xia Yan took advantage of the attack to put his arm around the girl's gradually weakening waist and neck, a triumphant smile flashing across his eyes.

The two bodies gradually changed from one above the other to embracing each other on the bed.

Only when someone was out of breath did she blush slightly, toss her long hair, get out of bed, and turn off the room lights.

Silence returned to the room once again, and no further action was taken.

"Sneak attacks are a bad habit." Xia Yan chuckled, his hands occasionally fiddling with the girl's hair, the faint fragrance he had smelled many times before still clear in his mind.

Even though it was dark, the sensation of Hua Xin resting her head on his arm did not disappear.

"That's right, so that means someone was peeping at me while I was changing clothes and staring intently at my breasts..."

"Waaaah!!" Hua Xin slapped away Xia Yan's hand that had been covering her mouth, giving him a disapproving glare. "Go to sleep, I'm sleepy."

She adjusted to a more comfortable position next to Xia Yan. She had never felt such warmth before going to sleep. A wave of sleepiness washed over her, making Hua Xin's consciousness become blurred.

Hua Xin lay sideways beside Xia Yan, her head resting in the crook of Xia Yan neck, her body half-in Xia Yan arms. Xia Yan was also lying flat on his back, one arm around the girl's shoulder.

Although this blanket is only the length of a single person, if it were used by two people on a large bed, each person would probably only be able to cover half of it. But fortunately, they are very close to each other, close enough to fall asleep in each other's arms.

At this moment, Hua Xin felt that even without a blanket, Xia Yan could continue to be warm like this.

"I kissed you because I wanted to."

As she was about to succumb to sleepiness, the girl murmured softly.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, Xia Yan whispered in her ear.

I love you, goodnight.

"Good night."

Hua Xin smiled faintly and hugged Xia Yan tighter. For a moment, she seemed to see Xia Yan in both reality and her dream as she was about to fall asleep, and she did not hear his whispers to her.

But whether it's what she's relying on now, or what she's dreaming about.

But they were all undoubtedly Xia Yan.

Even if Xia Yan were right beside her, she still hoped to see him again in her dreams.