Kuai Chuan: Caught again!

Although it was Shang Ce who knocked on the door first, when Nan Qiao agreed, he still hesitated for two seconds, slowly opened the door, walked in, then turned around and closed the door.

Nan Qiao sat on the bed without getting down, with a hazy look of sleep on his face.

She yawned, narrowed her eyes, looked at Shang Ce through a thin layer of mist, and waved to him.

come.

A silent gesture.

Shang Ce didn't hesitate anymore and walked over directly.

But as soon as he got close, Nan Qiao pulled him to the bed. She put her hand on the back of her head, so she didn't feel dizzy when she suddenly fell onto the bed.

"Can't sleep?" Nan Qiao leaned down and put her head on his shoulder, asking in a vague voice.

Shang Ce nodded slightly: "Yeah."

It's an obvious fact, otherwise he wouldn't come to her.

"Then what does the general want me to do?"

The position just now was a bit awkward. Nan Qiao moved his body to find a more suitable position. His head was buried directly in Shang Ce's neck, and his cheek was directly pressed against the exposed skin on his neck. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not. I rubbed it unintentionally.

"Would you like me to sleep?" She laughed softly, her slightly hoarse voice inexplicably ambiguous in the darkness, "Huh?"

"...No."

The warm breath brushed against Nan Qiao's neck over and over again as she spoke. Shang Ce couldn't help but flinch slightly, and then realized what she said and quickly shook his head.

Want her to coax? He is not a child anymore.

The heat at the base of his ears spread over him, and Shang Ce pursed his lips unconsciously.

"no?"

Nan Qiao raised his head, the sleepiness in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by an increasingly clear look.

"Ha..." She laughed suddenly.

Since there is no need to coax.

"Do you want me to help you work harder so that you can fall asleep better?" Nan Qiao deliberately emphasized the word "tired".

The two have known each other for so long, and Shang Ce is no longer the same Shang Ce who didn't understand anything at the beginning.

Therefore, almost as soon as Nan Qiao's words came out of her mouth, he immediately understood what she meant.

"No...it's not." Shang Ce's face burned even more intensely, he bit his lower lip and stammered out a few words.

"Really?" Nan Qiao smiled again, with a trace of malicious intent flashing in his eyes.

Being so close, Shang Ce could clearly see the evil smile on her face.

But I don't know what happened. Nan Qiao obviously didn't control him, and his hands and feet could still move. He didn't stop him, but just watched helplessly and without any reaction as Nan Qiao put his hand into his lapel, as if someone had set him up with a body-fixing spell.

Shang Ce trembled and his breathing began to become short.

"Why don't you answer me, general?" Nan Qiao lowered his head and came a little closer, gently rubbed his lips on Shang Ce's lips a few times, and murmured.

The voice was still a little hoarse, but compared to just now, it seemed to have a little more unusual meaning.

"I...you are slow..." Shang Ce's head began to feel dizzy, and his voice turned into leaves blown down by the bleak autumn wind, floating and trembling in the wind.

He bit his lips tightly, the crimson spreading on his face looked particularly bright even if it was hidden in the darkness, and fine beads of sweat were already forming on his nose.

His eyes were also misty, and they scattered and gathered, as if the water surface was being blown by waves of wind, and ripples appeared from time to time.

His teeth had bitten his lower lip, and the messy tooth marks had appeared countless times, and now they were imprinted on his lips again.

"Don't bite." Nan Qiao lowered her head and kissed him, a moist and soft kiss, like falling raindrops, covering the bridge of my nose, the tip of my nose, the corners of my lips, the peaks of my lips...

She seemed to be getting closer, Shang Ce thought in confusion.

"Do you want me to stop?" She looked at Shang Ce, and there seemed to be an endless smile spreading brightly in her eyes.

Shang Ce blinked slowly, but his eyes were very honest, and he was locked on the person who affected all his heart.

"Huh?" Nan Qiao gently nuzzled Shang Ce with the tip of his nose.

Shang Ce moved his lips slightly, his breathing seemed to be chaotic, but strangely, he found stability in the chaos: "Don't..."

"What don't you want?" Nan Qiao looked at him with her eyes bent, and another kiss fell on her lips as she spoke.

"Don't stop." The weak voice was automatically amplified in the small space.

Shang Ce finally said what he said, and his face turned red instantly.

"Ha..." Nan Qiao lowered his eyes, a deep laugh escaped from his throat, and his gentle voice had changed its tone.

She said no more, lowered her head and kissed him. All sounds were lost in this intimate kiss.

What follows is a private movement between the two of them.

The night is getting darker and darker, and the night breeze is blowing.

Shang Ce used his arms to push himself up from the bed. The hair hanging down in front of his forehead was soaked with sweat and messily stuck to his skin.

"I'm going to wash up, you..."

"I'm with you." Nan Qiao interrupted him.

He wasn't the only one who needed washing.

"Ah...ok." Shang Ce nodded and walked to the bathroom.

There was still a blush on his face that had not dissipated, but the emotions in his eyes were slightly complicated.

In fact, I didn't think about it at first... Forget it, Shang Ce rejected his idea first, and it wasn't because he didn't want to, otherwise he wouldn't have come to Nan Qiao after cleaning up.

But this look doesn't seem to be exactly what he wants.

The light in the bathroom that had been extinguished was turned on again.

Shang Ce stirred up the water and was a little distracted.

"Do you want my help?" Nan Qiao suddenly came over, interrupting Shang Ce's meditation.

As he spoke, he scanned the marks on his body with his eyes, which were somewhat intriguing.

"No need." Shang Ce's ears became hot again, he looked away and shook his head slightly, "I can do it myself."

It’s okay if you don’t need help.

Nan Qiao raised his eyebrows, not feeling pity: "Then you can wash it for me."

what?

Shang Ce stopped for a moment and looked at Nan Qiao with a dull look in his eyes.

Did he hear it correctly?

"This..." Isn't it bad?

Shang Ce blushed and was speechless.

"Can't you?" Nan Qiao looked at him playfully, her eyes a little darker in the flickering lights, "I have helped you so many times."

"Are you shy?" Her eyes turned slightly, "I guess not, you've seen it so many times."

"...It's not impossible." Shang Ce lowered his head, not looking directly into Nan Qiao's eyes.

As for whether you have seen it or not, how can it be the same?

In the past, it was always in the darkness. Even if I saw it, it was always covered by a layer of darkness, so it was not very real.

Besides, most of the time he didn't dare to look.