Chapter 570 - 237: First Kiss
Chapter 570: Chapter 237: First Kiss
But now that the moment was truly here, she still felt incredibly nervous.
"...Jerk..."
Li Zhi looked at Shen Yuan, a soft sound escaping her lips—nasal, muffled, and utterly mortified.
It was like tacit permission, yet also a disgruntled protest against her own easy surrender.
Under Shen Yuan’s gaze, Li Zhi tilted her face up slightly. Her long eyelashes trembled violently like a startled butterfly’s wings before she closed those clear eyes, which were usually filled with either craftiness or flustered anger.
The young woman’s delicate cheeks were already as crimson as sunset clouds, and her smooth, fine skin seemed to be veiled in a hazy halo under the lights.
Her rosy lips were slightly parted due to her nervousness and rapid breathing, holding a soft, moist allure that was begging to be taken.
The room was so quiet that only their breathing could be heard, their heartbeats like a frantic drum solo.
Shen Yuan’s breath seemed to catch. He gazed deeply at the sight before him—of her, completely open to him.
All his restraint, all the waiting, all the frustration of being tormented by his Yang Qi, and all the desires he’d imagined countless times...
In this instant, it all transformed into the most primitive and scalding impulse.
The young man no longer hesitated.
He moistened his own slightly dry lips and, with infinite tenderness, gently pressed them against the young woman’s slightly parted ones.
"Ngh..."
A soft cry, suppressed to its absolute limit and sounding like the whimper of a young animal, escaped from Li Zhi’s throat.
The impact of that moment was far more intense than any of their previous kisses!
Li Zhi’s body gave a sudden, violent shudder.
The arm Shen Yuan had around her waist tightened with even greater force, filled with a determination and desire that would not be denied.
His well-defined fingers pressed tightly against her slender waist, the searing heat of his palm branding her skin through the thin cashmere sweater.
That domineering strength caused Li Zhi to crash deeper into Shen Yuan’s broad, warm chest.
At a loss, her hands flew up, clinging tightly to Shen Yuan’s firm, strong shoulders before finally wrapping around his neck.
The soft, cool touch of her skin, the young man’s scorching breath, the mix of familiar yet strange, crisp and sweet scents from both of them...
This time, it wasn’t the corner of her mouth, nor was it her cheek.
It was a first kiss in the truest sense—unobstructed, belonging to a young man and a young woman.
Shen Yuan greedily drank in that soul-stirring softness and sweetness.
The young woman’s rapid, warm breaths burned his skin.
He made no further moves, simply holding her tight, his lips gently yet stubbornly pressed against hers, feeling every subtle tremor that ran through her body.
He listened to the deafening sound of their heartbeats, resonating wildly between their pressed-together chests.
’This is his Li Bao.’
’This is the Li Bao he’s kissing.’
’This is his—Shen Yuan’s—first kiss, and more importantly, it’s Li Zhi’s... a first kiss that belongs only to him.’
The temperature in the room seemed to rise several degrees from their combined body heat.
The monotonous hum of the air conditioner faded into the background, drowned out by the resonance of two young hearts galloping like runaway horses.
This small space had become their own scalding, secret universe.
On the bed, the two little kittens had woken up at some point and were watching their mom and dad with curious eyes.
Gradually, Shen Yuan was no longer satisfied with this static kiss.
What started as a light touch gradually deepened, as if pulled by an invisible gravity.
Li Zhi’s breath caught, and her arms around Shen Yuan’s neck tightened unconsciously.
Shen Yuan sensed her silent permission and closed the distance between them until not an ounce of air remained.
A warm, wet sensation swept over his nerve endings as Shen Yuan tried to claim her breath more deeply.
By now, Li Zhi was practically hanging in his arms.
In the silent room, the only sound was the deafening, blended rhythm of their hearts.