Qin Guanglin thought he was no longer pure.
If it had been before, he would definitely have found sharing saliva disgusting.
But now he didn't feel any resistance; their breaths mixed together, with a fresh and sweet taste that made him a bit intoxicated.
He even felt unsatisfied when He Fang pulled away. The two of them could be this close.
Who said girls were made of water?
They were clearly made of sugar!
"Is that enough?" He Fang asked, lightly biting her lower lip.
"It's enough."
Qin Guanglin felt embarrassed, unsure where to put his hands, his heart pounding. He looked left and right, and couldn't help stealing a glance at her.
Those lips were so soft, as if they could dissolve.
"You look like you still haven't had enough?" He Fang didn't move, just looked at him.
"It's enough!" Qin Guanglin's face turned red, and he quickly climbed off the bed to sit by the desk.
Couldn't take it, women were really too terrifying... No wonder the ancients said that beauty was a curse. Before, he didn't take it seriously, blaming weak willpower on women, making them take the blame.
Now Qin Guanglin understood. The ancients weren't wrong; this wasn't something you could resist just by wanting to…
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "How come you…"
Seem so skilled?
"Hmm?"
"Seem to know a lot about…" Qin Guanglin gestured with his hands, unable to finish the question.
He Fang understood what he meant, sitting on the bed, tilting her head as she looked at him, "It's natural."
"Well... okay." Qin Guanglin still had doubts but didn't want to press further, so he just nodded.
But speaking of which, she was almost graduating from college. Having been in a relationship was quite normal. As long as it wasn't too excessive, it wasn't something he couldn't accept.
"Look at me." He Fang jumped off the bed and stood in front of Qin Guanglin, her eyes sparkling as they stared at him, her cheeks still carrying a tint of blush from earlier — which made him want to repeat the intimate behavior just now.
Qin Guanglin looked up at her, unsure what she wanted.
"You're my first boyfriend, and that was my first time too." He Fang waved a finger in front of his eyes, "Girls mature earlier than boys, you know?"
"Uh... I know." Qin Guanglin looked at her clean little face and stopped guessing wildly.
"Hmph, you were definitely thinking random things just now." He Fang gave him a sidelong glance and went back to fiddling with her panda hair tie on the bed, "For the sake of the gift, I won't argue with you."
"I wasn't." Qin Guanglin protested softly, but it sounded unconvincing.
"Come on, don't I know you?"
He Fang tied up her hair with the new hair tie, shaking her head from side to side, then asked him, "Does it look good?"
Qin Guanglin found that the thing he had bought was indeed quite nice-looking, but wearing it seemed a bit childish. He planned to buy a better one next time and have her switch it out.
"It looks good," he praised, hesitated for a moment before continuing, "actually... it looks better loose."
"All right, I'll tie it back up later." He Fang removed the hair tie again, "You're the only one who thinks loose hair looks good."
"It really does look better that way." Qin Guanglin believed his aesthetics weren't off.
Come on, as if an artist wouldn't know what looks good?
"Come here." He Fang put the hair tie around her wrist and then patted the bed discontentedly, "Are you afraid I'll eat you sitting so far away?"
Qin Guanglin cleared his throat and obediently sat by the bed, mainly afraid Qin's Mom would come in and see something awkward. Trying to lock the door would seem guilty.
However, Qin's Mom had only pushed the door once and now even knocked when bringing watermelon. She probably wouldn't be that reckless again.
"Do you want one?" He Fang asked, half-lying on the bed propped up, holding a sour plum.
"No."
Qin Guanglin thought the thing's sour taste wasn't nice; something else was better... He savored it briefly, greedily glancing at He Fang's rosy lips.
Oh no, he was totally defeated by her.
He Fang ate the sour plums one by one while Qin Guanglin lay dumbfounded on the bed watching her eat.
"Not enough."
After who knows how long, Qin Guanglin suddenly uttered two words.
"What?" He Fang was taken aback.
"Hmm…" Qin Guanglin felt his cheeks heat slightly, guiltily averting his eyes but then bravely returning his gaze, "Not enough."
It was like opening the door to a new world; the first try had already become addictive.
He Fang spat the plum pit into the empty bag and laughed, "Then come on."
Receiving permission, Qin Guanglin's heart pounded as he approached, but her eyes filled with laughter made him pause again.
"You close your eyes."
He Fang lay on her back on the bed, head tilted, "All right, I'm closing them."
Qin Guanglin crawled over, satisfied, to give a peck, then reluctantly raised his head after a moment, "Open your mouth."
"Call me Teacher He." He Fang laughed with her eyes closed.
She did it on purpose!
He wouldn't be threatened!
How humiliating, Qin Guanglin thought, and kissed again.
After a while, he raised his head once more and said, "Teacher He."
Humiliation was nothing compared to a kiss.
"Classmate Qin." He Fang giggled, putting an arm around Qin Guanglin's neck and pulling him down.
The tangy taste of sour plums became pleasurable at this moment.
...
Finally feeling it was enough, Qin Guanglin pulled away, looking at his sweetly affectionate girlfriend with a flushed face.
Comforted, content, life should pause at this moment.
"What are those sneaky hands doing?" He Fang opened her eyes and pinched him.
"Hmm?" Qin Guanglin glanced at his hand, then quickly lay to one side.
"Knew you weren't being honest." He Fang adjusted her rumpled top discontentedly.
"Instinct," confessed Qin Guanglin sheepishly. He himself didn't know what was happening.
"Big silly pig," He Fang playfully slapped his hand, "Was it enough?"
"Not really…"
How could it possibly be enough? It was addictive!
"Well, even if not, I'm not giving more." Seeing his expression, He Fang turned her back on him, "Running off after kissing without even holding me."
After two intimate encounters, Qin Guanglin was no longer as nitpicky. Hearing her words, he snuggled over, embraced He Fang from behind, and buried his head in her hair, taking a deep breath, "I love you."
"Liked before kissing, but love after?" He Fang continued to sound dissatisfied.
"This has nothing to do with kissing." Qin Guanglin tightened his grip, "I want to always be with you."
"Hmph, men." He Fang wriggled a bit, giggling at his breath tickling her neck, "Doing it again?"
"It really was instinct," said Qin Guanglin, feeling wronged, "I wasn't thinking nonsense."
"Even if you think about it, it's useless. Not a chance." He Fang turned around to glare at him, "Behave yourself!"
"Just don't move, then."
Although instinctively liking when she moved close, Qin Guanglin restrained any wild thoughts.
He really liked the person in his arms and had to marry her to warm his bed.
Thinking of living under the same roof with her someday, kisses and hugs every day, a sense of happiness welled from his heart. Qin Guanglin felt that life would truly be perfect like that, with no regrets.
"Such a pity!" Suddenly, He Fang pinched him again, "Tricked by just calling me Teacher He."
"How can you call that tricking?" Qin Guanglin was displeased, "Even if so, you were the one who—"
"Say that again!" He Fang bit him on the wrist, "Sneaky hand!"
"…"
Qin Guanglin shut up; he was indeed at fault.
Burying his face in He Fang's hair, he lazily pondered how to marry her soon.
Such a wonderful person must not be let go; he had to claim her quickly.