Chapter 568 - 237: First Kiss
Chapter 568: Chapter 237: First Kiss
The warm touch sent a jolt through Li Zhi, and she instinctively tilted her head back, exposing the vulnerable curve of her neck.
The moment his soft lips pressed against her skin, it was like lava dripping onto ice—a scorching sensation that made the blood roar in her veins.
"Ngh—!"
A short whimper escaped her throat.
Her body tensed uncontrollably, and her waist, held firmly by Shen Yuan, trembled in his palm.
Her fingertips dug into the sweater at his lower back, nearly tearing the fabric.
The spot on her neck where he kissed her felt searingly hot and tingly, sending fine, electric tremors through her.
Shyness washed over her, making her ears burn and ring.
"...Selaan..."
The last syllable was breathy, her voice cracking.
Li Zhi wanted desperately to push Shen Yuan away, but she had no strength in her arms.
As Shen Yuan’s gentle sucking deepened, the hands Li Zhi had clenched in his sweater suddenly went limp. All resistance drained away, and with a sense of resignation, her fingers gently wrapped around his back.
She buried her burning cheeks deeper into the familiar warmth of his neck, her fingertips unconsciously tightening their grip on the back of his sweater.
Her voice, thick with suppressed gasps and overwhelming shyness, was muffled and seemed to be squeezed from between her teeth:
"Ngh... Shen Yuan... Don’t... Don’t suck... It’ll... It’ll leave a mark..."
Her weak warning, laced with a fine tremor, was swallowed by the hot breath he puffed against her neck.
Shen Yuan’s arm around her waist didn’t move an inch; if anything, it tightened. A low, indistinct hum rumbled in his throat.
His scorching breath clung stubbornly to the tender skin of her neck, a wordless mix of determined intimacy and playful defiance.
In that dazed moment, Li Zhi felt as if all the air had been sucked from that small patch of skin on her neck, only to be replaced by a searing, wet imprint.
A strong suction, carrying a strange, tingling itch, transmitted from his lips, feeling as if it would pierce her skin and reach the delicate veins beneath.
The heart-stopping sucking sound was nearly inaudible over their frantic heartbeats and ragged breaths, yet it echoed endlessly in her sensitive ears.
It was as if that patch of skin no longer belonged to her, having become territory claimed by his lips.
The whimper that had started as a warning completely changed its tune, melting into a watery gasp.
A violent jolt of electricity shot down her spine, making her lower stomach clench. Even her toes, curled up inside her slippers, tensed until they ached.
A moment later, the unnerving, wet heat of his mouth finally, slowly, pulled away.
As the sensitive skin on her neck was suddenly exposed to the cool air, a chill gave way to a warm, swelling sensation and a faint, tingling itch.
Shen Yuan pulled back slightly, his searing gaze immediately dropping to eagerly inspect the "fruits" of his labor.
There, on the fair, delicate skin of Li Zhi’s neck, was a faint, rosy mark, like a freshly bloomed rose petal—
a perfectly clear hickey.
The alluring pink was especially conspicuous in the light, making Li Zhi’s already flushed skin appear even more vibrant and captivating.
Shen Yuan’s gaze was locked on the spot, and his Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably.
The emotions swirling in his eyes—a mix of triumphant satisfaction and an impossibly deep affection—finally coalesced into an almost obsessive glint as he stared at his "mark."
Li Zhi could feel the heat of his gaze on that sensitive, strangely tingling spot on her neck.
She didn’t need to look to know what it was.
Her earlobes instantly turned so red they looked like they might start bleeding.
Overcome with embarrassment, she abruptly buried her face deeper into the warmth of Shen Yuan’s neck, as if that could hide the incriminating evidence. Her voice trembled with a mixture of shame and indignation as she accused him.
"...Jerk! Selaan! ...See?! I told you not to..."
Her voice, muffled by his clothes, grew fainter and more nasal, like the final, impotent whimper of a bullied little animal.
Listening to her soft, sweet accusations and feeling her body tremble in his arms, the triumphant smirk on Shen Yuan’s face broadened into a ridiculously happy grin.
He tightened his arms around her, nuzzling his chin against the crown of her head, and replied in a low, contented voice.
"Mhm... I see it."
Just then, she abruptly lifted her head from his neck! The blush hadn’t faded from her porcelain cheeks, but now her eyes were wide, filled with a flustered, helpless urgency.
"Sh-Shen Yuan! You Selaan jerk! Y-You left it somewhere so obvious! My parents are going to see it!"
Looking at her panicked face and hearing the genuine terror in her voice—a rare sound—Shen Yuan’s satisfied smile didn’t fade. Instead, it blossomed across his face.
His grin grew even wider, his eyes twinkling with amusement and a hint of unconcealable smugness.
Shen Yuan reached out and gently brushed a finger over the delicate pink mark on her neck. His touch was meant to be soothing, but his words were steeped in a wicked sort of nonchalance:
"Now, now, what’s all the panic about..."
Shen Yuan drew out his words in a lazy drawl. He lowered his head, brushing the tip of his nose against Li Zhi’s smooth forehead as he offered a simple, direct piece of advice.
"Li Bao~ Just wear a turtleneck sweater, hmm?"
Li Zhi’s eyes flew wide.
Her cheeks, already flushed from their earlier intimacy and the fresh hickey, now felt as if they had burst into flames.