His words and this action came extremely unexpectedly.
When Sang Zhi snapped out of it, Duan Jiaxu’s lips had already descended. His tongue probed between her teeth, carrying a refreshing minty breath, yet strangely feeling scorching.
It was as if it was carrying an electric current that was continuously heating up.
Sang Zhi’s eyes widened, and she instinctively took a step back. Her back leaned against the door, only to be instantly pulled back by him. Her head tilted passively, her wrist grabbed by him, pinned against his chest.
At that moment, Sang Zhi couldn’t perceive anything else.
All her senses, anything visible around her, were occupied by the man before her.
The inexperienced Sang Zhi passively endured.
She even forgot to close her eyes, staring blankly at his dense eyebrows, distinctly long eyelashes, and straight nose bridge. Those often indifferent yet strangely affectionate peach blossom eyes, at this moment, seemed to truly be stained with affection.
Her consciousness became somewhat hazy, her body still stiff.
Perhaps noticing her bewilderment, Duan Jiaxu chuckled, a sound carrying delicate and seductive undertones. His palm lifted upwards and covered her eyes.
Incredibly dominant, yet exuding utmost gentleness.
The towel draped over his shoulder fell to the ground with a muffled thud. The ends of his hair were still wet. Tainted by the air, it turned chilly, and droplets landed on Sang Zhi’s neck.
Sang Zhi couldn’t help but shiver.
Duan Jiaxu’s movements finally ceased, but he kissed her lips again. Then, tilting his head, his lips pressed against her ear, his voice deep and hoarse, carrying a tenderness: “I like you.”
Sang Zhi felt her ears tingling as well.
In the next moment, he moved his hand downward, revealing her covered eyes. His fingertips lightly caressed her cheeks.
Their gazes met.
Duan Jiaxu’s eyes lowered, slightly curved, touched by a faint light. His lips were rosy, with a hint of moisture, outlined by a subtle curve. Their gaze seemed almost unable to shift away, locked onto each other.
Sang Zhi also stared at him, as if drawn by the light in his eyes, her awareness somewhat muddled.
”Let me tell you something seriously.” Duan Jiaxu’s voice sounded deep, without a trace of embarrassment, but faintly tinged with a smile, “Actually, I’m not good at this either.
Sang Zhi subconsciously asked, “What?”
”But you always say I’m older, and it feels so sincere when I say it like this.” Duan Jiaxu rubbed the corner of her eye and continued, “It’s a bit embarrassing.
Duan Jiaxu: “It’s also my first time in a relationship.”
After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and added, “It’s also my first time liking someone this much.
Duan Jiaxu bent down to meet her gaze, earnestly saying, “So, don’t even think about dumping me.”
Sang Zhi looked a bit stunned.
Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said, “Since we’ve kissed, you’re responsible for me for the rest of your life.”
His words made Sang Zhi instantly recall the recent event. Her head throbbed, immediately turning crimson. Her lips still felt numb, the sensation incredibly vivid.
Sang Zhi pressed her lips with the back of her hand, staring at him, revealing a look that showed she felt taken advantage of. Stumbling over her words, she said, “I, I just agreed, and I was… you, you…”
”A bit too happy.” Duan Jiaxu coughed lightly, his tone refined yet sounding somewhat like a rogue. “So, I couldn’t hold back.”
“Sorry, I’ll be more careful next time.”
Sang Zhi found it incredibly unbelievable. “Who acts like this their first time, their very first time!”
Duan Jiaxu stifled a laugh: “I’ll follow the process better next time.”
”Step by step,” Duan Jiaxu said, “Let’s consider this practice, alright?”
This time, Sang Zhi couldn’t hold back, leaning in and distorting his always unruffled face as she pinched it, furiously exclaiming, “Do you have any shame?”
Duan Jiaxu allowed her to pinch, even cooperatively bending over. Soon, he straightened up again and reminded her, “You shouldn’t get so close to me.”
Sang Zhi protested, “I want to.”
Duan Jiaxu raised an eyebrow and straightforwardly warned, “When you’re this close, I feel like kissing you.”
Sang Zhi’s expression froze, and only then did she somewhat awkwardly withdraw her hand. She averted her gaze and muttered, “I’m done talking. I’m going back to school.”
After a moment, as if recalling something, Duan Jiaxu suddenly leaned down, carefully studying her lips, “Did I accidentally bump your mouth with my teeth just now?”
Sang Zhi couldn’t believe her ears and looked at him.
He said it! Yes! How did he manage it?! How could he say such a thing expressionlessly!
Sang Zhi didn’t wait for him to finish speaking and directly reached out and covered his mouth. She almost collapsed.
No bump, no bumping! Stop it! Stop talking!
Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment. He stared at her flushed face and burst out laughing. His warm breath tickled her palm, making it itchy. “Okay, I’ll stop it.”
After saying that, he glanced at Sang Zhi’s lips a few more times and murmured, “It seems there’s no time.”
While Duan Jiaxu went back to the room to change clothes, Sang Zhi went to the refrigerator, dug out a bottle of orange juice, took out a pack of shredded squid from the TV cabinet, and sat on the sofa.
She tore open the packaging and took a bite.
Remembering the conclusion drawn by her dorm friend during the previous chat, “A 25-year-old man without sexual experience will become perverted!”
Sang Zhi solemnly corrected.
He’s nearly 26.
He did render her speechless.
When talking about serious matters, he drew close without warning and said he wanted to teach her. His own kisses weren’t that great either.
But thinking about what Duan Jiaxu said just now, Sang Zhi’s small frustration in her heart dissipated in an instant, and the corners of her lips inexplicably curved up again. She twisted open the bottle cap and slowly sipped the orange juice.
Just then Duan Jiaxu came out of the room. His hair was still slightly damp, casually hanging over his forehead, looking a bit more youthful.
He sat beside her.
Staring at her nibbling snacks like a hamster, Duan Jiaxu inexplicably felt like laughing. Sang Zhi kept her gaze unaverted. Seemingly uncomfortable, she suddenly blurted out, “Can you stop staring at me all the time?”
”Okay,” Duan Jiaxu obediently withdrew his gaze, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water, then repeated his initial question, “Why did you suddenly feel today was appropriate?”
Sang Zhi thought for a moment, unsure if she should answer him.
Duan Jiaxu smiled and said, “You’ve disrupted my plan.”
Sang Zhi glanced at him: “You have a plan?”
”Yeah, I was planning to confess to you downstairs in your dorm the day after tomorrow,” Duan Jiaxu informed calmly. “I’ll light a heart-shaped candle, hold flowers, and I’ve even prepared a speech…”
”Isn’t that too cliché?”
Duan Jiaxu remarked, “Isn’t confessing like this trendy now?”

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