Hotpot restaurant, noisy and bustling, filled with a rich spicy aroma.
The man leaned against the wall, dressed in deep black, a carefree smile in his eyes, like the hot sumr wind, making one sweat as it blew past, leaving the body agitated.
Couple’s nickna?
Si Qingxiao considered herself not to be introverted, but when he looked over, her heart raced inexplicably. She chuckled at him, "Your brother is still in the private room. We all ca out; leaving him alone isn’t appropriate."
She intended to pass him and enter the room, but Jiang Chengsi stepped forward, blocking her path.
There remained a narrow gap between his body and the wall; if she squeezed, she might pass, but it would inevitably involve contact.
Si Qingxiao clearly felt her arm brush against the side of his shirt, her shoulder grazing his chest...
So close, so intimate, as if on fire.
Just as she slipped past him, exhaled in relief, ready to return to the room, her arm was grabbed!
The next second, she was pulled back forcefully...
Pinned against the wall, his fingers cradled her nape, protecting her head, yet trapping her entirely between his body and the wall.
She instinctively wanted to struggle, feet scuffling, but Jiang Chengsi held her firmly.
"You..." Si Qingxiao glanced around, aware this was a hotpot restaurant, with people possibly passing by at any mont.
As her words fell, soone did indeed approach.
A server carrying a plate of sliced lamb passed by, causing her heart to panic.
Before she could react, Jiang Chengsi’s hand supporting her nape moved slightly down, holding her neck, pressing her directly into his embrace. Her hands instinctively clutched his shirt...
He had a faint scent, indescribable, mixed with the heat from his body.
It was enough to ignite one’s entire being.
The server didn’t expect to stumble upon this scene, kept his head down, tiptoed past them, and after delivering the dish, almost ran away, not daring a second glance.
"They’re gone." Jiang Chengsi looked down at her.
"You..." Si Qingxiao was flustered and annoyed, lifted her head intending to say sothing.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengsi bent down, his hot breath brushed inch by inch across her face, making her heart race to the point of numbness.
Eyes collided, breaths intertwined.
"Switch to a nickna, and I’ll let you go."
Si Qingxiao stared at the face before her, her mind a bit blank, unsure how to address him.
"At your house, how do you call ?" Jiang Chengsi arched his back, his gaze level with hers...
Their noses gently brushing, as he spoke, his breath was hot.
The mingling breaths burned, like sparks in hot oil, splattering onto her skin, spreading tingling warmth.
The pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears, his voice so close, yet distant and unreal. She couldn’t endure this teasing tension, turned her face aside...
Scorching lips landed near her ear.
Her body half paralyzed, stiffening.
Just the murmurs at her ear, raspy and burning, as if sensing her sensitivity there, Jiang Chengsi seed to have found her weak spot.
Gentle kisses, as densely threaded as stitches.
Her ears swiftly turned red, blush spreading rapidly across her face, skin glowing with a warm heat.
Although neither was experienced, Jiang Chengsi acted like a seasoned, patient hunter, wantonly lighting fires, allowing her to be singed by wild flas.
"Xiaoxiao—"
An affectionate nickna, almost killing her.
Si Qingxiao restrained the chattering in her teeth, "Si... Si Bro."
Her voice soft and small, as if caught in her throat, tender and sweet.
The trailing tone trembled, as if hooked, sowhat alluring.
"I didn’t hear." Jiang Chengsi observed her tension, continuing to tease her.
"Si Bro!" Si Qingxiao turned, gritting her teeth, glaring at him.
"Many people call that. Isn’t there anything special?"
Actually, hearing ’Si Bro’ satisfied Jiang Chengsi, as even slightly closer friends called him that, but not with such comfort and warmth like her.
He was inherently fearless, unconcerned with others’ opinions, but seeing her so tense, he enjoyed teasing her.
"I want a special nickna, one only you call by, hmm?"
Jiang Chengsi leaned closer, his breaths warm, causing her heart to shiver inexplicably.
Spe...special nickna?
Before, she called him ’Si Bro,’ because his mother was present, and she also called Jiang Jinsang ’Fifth Bro,’ doing so in private consud her energy.
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