You’re Beautiful When You Smile

Tong Yao felt Lu Sicheng’s use of the idiom didn’t seem to fit the circumstances.

“You know very well that Xiao Rui’s making it all up.
Why are you being jealous over nothing.”

Tong Yao said in a tiny voice: “It’s just that Little Dubhe isn’t too happy about their current mid and is very envious of you who has such a good mid……”

She felt a bit embarrassed praising herself like that.

“I have more than a good mid.”

Lu Sicheng curved up his lips and spoke in a meaningful way.

Tong Yao blushed and was about to scold him for being shameless……But Lu Sicheng didn’t give her the chance to say it.
He lowered his head and said “hey” right next to Tong Yao’s ear.
Tong Yao looked up to ask what he had in mind now, but Lu Sicheng took the moment to bite her lips– —

It was different from the two pecks in the movie theatre.

He gently wrapped his mouth around her lips.
She could feel the slimy tip of tongue brush over her lips……In that instant, all Tong Yao could smell was of Lu Sicheng as if she was being swallowed by that smell……

Tong Yao reactively followed his movements and clumsily let the tip of his tongue slip into her mouth– —

When the tip of Tong Yao’s tongue touched his tongue, she slightly squelched and something seemed to explode in her head.
She stood up on her tippy toes and tried to back away, but she was being held too tightly to escape……She was forced to lift her head up slightly and passively accept the man’s kisses– —

Her brain went blank.

Her heartbeat quickened.

Her body went stiff.

Her breathing was erratic.

She was firmly sandwiched between the wall and Lu Sicheng’s body by his hands and chest.
As his nimble tongue was searching inside her mouth, she uneasily tried to hide or tentatively respond– –It seemed that– –whatever she did would further arouse him, his breathing grew more and more heavy……

The hem of Tong Yao’s tshirt, which was originally hooked up with Lu Sicheng’s pinky, was now lifted up and his warm, big dry hand, with thin calluses, had moved onto her back……

Tong Yao used both of her hands to resist against his wide shoulders.
She heard him moaning next to her ear, but not sure whether it was out of satisfaction or something else– —

His hand carefully moved up and down on her smooth back.

In the beginning, the hand stayed in the back area.

Then afterwards, he seemed to grow discontent with just the back and the big hand began moving– —

“Hand.” Tong Yao muttered: “Hand……”

At the same time, the tip of Lu Sicheng’s tongue retreated out between her lips and as if yearning for more, he licked the corner of her lips……His breath was burning hot.
He lowered his head to bite on the spot on Tong Yao’s neck that he had made reddish earlier– —

“Ah!”

Tong Yao made a low cry.
Then she realized that Lu Sicheng had suddenly stopped moving.
He slightly lifted his head and fixed his eyes on her with a look that could make a person’s toes curl.
He lowered his voice and said “hush” to signal to her to keep quiet.
Tong Yao blinked and didn’t quite understand what he was doing, but the hand on her back had now moved to her waist and the palm cupped the curve of her waistline– —

Then the big hand moved to the front and patiently caressed her tummy……

It felt warm.

The tip of the man’s lean and long fingers, usually trimmed clean, were now pasted on her tummy– —

That big hand……

It had patted her head.

It had covered her crying eyes.

It had agilely flown over the keyboard, making his enemies tremble in fear, then it would kill them.

It had led her to victory.

And it had– —

It had held her hand tightly in his.