Gazing at Zhu Zhuqing's rosy, tender lips, Lin En felt an inexplicable flutter in his heart.
I kind of really want to bite them and see how they taste. What should I do...
At that thought, a trace of conflict rose in Lin En's heart.
Watching Zhu Zhuqing close her eyes, looking like a flower waiting to be plucked, Lin En slowly leaned closer while continuing his massage.
His movements were very gentle. Though she was mere inches away, he took a long time to close the distance completely.
Lin En gazed at Zhu Zhuqing's stunning, upturned face and slowly lowered his head.
Now that he was closer, he could smell her rich natural fragrance even more clearly.
It was as rich as a peony in full bloom, fresh and delicate, haunting the heart and dreams.
Just as Lin En was about to kiss her.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly opened her eyes. Her fair, soft, delicate hand pressed against his chest as her beautiful eyes glared at him angrily.
Lin En froze in embarrassment.
Only after a long while did he give a few light coughs, blowing a hot breath against the spot between her brows.
"Well... there was some dust on your forehead just now. I blew it off for you!"
Zhu Zhuqing stared at him expressionlessly, her face cold. Folding her arms across her chest, she said icily:
"Oh, so is it all gone now?"
"It's all gone..."
A hint of guilt surfaced in Lin En's eyes, but he still spoke with feigned composure, not feeling there was anything shameful about it at all.
"Since it's gone, sit back down. Don't come so close..."
Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed, a touch of vexation entering her gaze.
"All right, all right!"
Knowing he was in the wrong, Lin En could only shift his backside farther away from her. The pressure from his palms also grew stronger, as though in retaliation.
"Mm... gentler..."
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes again, broken moans escaping her lips as a trace of pain appeared on her fair face.
"Bear with it. It'll be over soon. Hold on a little longer..."
Lin En smiled teasingly.
Seeing the smug look on his face, Zhu Zhuqing clenched her teeth. "You rotten bastard, you're actually taking the chance to get back at me..."
"I don't want this massage anymore. Let go of me, you bastard!"
How could Zhu Zhuqing stand such treatment?
She immediately tried to pull her foot back, but Lin En's palm gripped it like an iron clamp, refusing to let go.
"Let go!!!"
Zhu Zhuqing bared her teeth, her face full of indignation.
"No. I promised to massage you. How could I give up halfway?" Lin En smiled teasingly, his hands continuing to move.
"Hmph, suit yourself. Massage it all you want..."
Zhu Zhuqing turned her head away with a soft huff, a faint blush of embarrassment appearing on her face.
Deep in her eyes, however, there was a barely perceptible flicker of excitement.
Lin En did not notice her change. He licked his lips almost imperceptibly, as though still savoring something inwardly.
"A big pervert? But I'm only a pervert toward you. Don't you like being the sole object of my affection?"
Lin En beamed, the corners of his lips curling into a wickedly charming smile.
"Pah, I... don't like it at all!"
Zhu Zhuqing spat softly, but her body was quite honest.
Despite saying she would pull back, she made no move to do so and instead kept edging closer to Lin En.
"I know, I know. My lady, you're soft all over, except for that knife of a mouth. Every word out of it is hard..."
Lin En smiled teasingly, then continued kneading with care.
Seeing that he was no longer fooling around, Zhu Zhuqing drew back her gaze and quietly studied his face. The longer she looked, the more she felt herself becoming absorbed in it.
Come to think of it, if he didn't always look so sleazy and roguish when he was fooling around, his profile was actually quite handsome when he was serious...
Zhu Zhuqing's face gradually reddened. Turning her head away, she silently grumbled to herself:
What a waste of that face. He's so handsome, yet so lecherous. What a fickle philanderer...
She did not know why, but even knowing how fickle he was, she could not stop herself from drawing closer.
It was as though he always possessed a unique charm that invisibly tugged at her heart, making her want to approach him.
Although he was as fickle as Dai Mubai, he was different from the latter's wavering affections.
Lin En might have been flighty, but he knew his limits when it came to important matters.
If she was unwilling, he would not force her, but would respect her choice.
Perhaps that was precisely why she saw Lin En in a different light: a tiger within his heart, yet gently sniffing a rose.
Feelings stirred, but stopped at the bounds of propriety.
"Lin En... what am I supposed to do with you?"
Zhu Zhuqing closed her eyes, the light in her beautiful eyes gradually dimming.
She was like a caged canary. However much she resisted, she could not escape the cage called fate.
The sun rose above the branches. Beneath slanting clouds and wild trees, their intimate gestures formed a beautiful painting.
A long while later, Lin En's hands came to a stop.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing sleeping soundly against the tree, Lin En smiled faintly, took off his school uniform jacket, and gently draped it over her chest.
"You're really a little kitten. You look like one when you're angry, and even more so when you're asleep..."
Lin En smiled, a gentle smile curling the corners of his lips.
Suddenly, a fair, tender hand landed on his shoulder, accompanied by a quiet "Hey!"
Lin En jolted in fright and hurriedly turned around.
Only then did he discover that Shui Yue'er, who had fought Zhu Zhuqing yesterday, had somehow come up behind him and even patted his shoulder.
Lin En gave her a mild glare, lowered his voice, and leaned toward her.
"You little brat, are you trying to get yourself killed? You scared me to death!"
As he spoke, he raised a thumb to his lips and gestured toward Zhu Zhuqing with his eyes.
Seeing this, Shui Yue'er quickly covered her mouth, a mischievous look surfacing on her face.
Lin En pulled Shui Yue'er aside rather than staying there and disturbing Zhu Zhuqing's rest.
"Go on. Did you come looking for me for something?"
Looking at the impish Shui Yue'er, Lin En could not help looking amused. He also wanted to see what this little brat could get up to.
"Pervy big brother who loves rubbing feet, I want you to give me a massage too. Pretty please..."
Shui Yue'er lightly wrapped her fair, lotus-root arms around Lin En's hand and blinked her beautiful eyes mischievously, looking very playful and cute.
"Don't slander me! Since when did I love rubbing feet? I was helping Zhu Zhuqing relax the muscles in her feet. Relax, understand?"
Lin En flushed, as though his innermost thoughts had been exposed, and hurriedly tried to argue his way out.
"Oh~"
"Then, pervy big brother, could you help Yue'er relax too? That big sister looked like she was enjoying it so much just now. It must feel really good, right?"
Before she had finished speaking, Shui Yue'er was already blinking her eyes and pressing her soft, graceful figure toward Lin En's body.
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