I just won't let go of cats

After washing up, Han Zisheng lay on the bed and played with his mobile phone.

Although Wen Xi said it would be later, she took too long to take a bath.

Han Zisheng waited anxiously, so he yelled into the bathroom: "Sister, if you don't come out, I'll go in!"

Her sound frightened Wen Xi so smartly that he didn't dare to do mental construction in the bathroom. He turned off the water, wiped himself, and slowly unlocked the bathroom door.

Hearing the sound of shutting off the water and opening the door, Han Zisheng threw down his phone and jumped off the bed. He didn't care if he put on a pair of slippers backwards, and trotted to the bathroom door.

As soon as Wenxi opened the door, she saw Han Zisheng's cheek approaching excitedly. She ducked back nervously, and gently pushed the person in front of her: "You go back and wait for me, I'm blowing your hair."

Han Zisheng pursed his lips and looked at Wenxi without speaking or moving.

She always feels that the sister who just came out of the bath is a bit attractive...

Under the hot shower and soaking, her fair skin was seductively pink and extremely sultry.

Wen Xi was very nervous under Han Zisheng's gradually warming eyes, so she had to look away, picked up the hair dryer, and found something to distract her.

After having a bad memory at the bathroom door last time, Han Zisheng behaved much better this time, she just stood beside Wenxi.

He smiled and said, "I'll blow it for you."

Wen Xi wanted to refuse, but Han Zisheng's hand had already reached out to the hair dryer.

As for the out-of-boundary touch she had been worried about, it seemed that the child was also trying to control it. She saw it, and couldn't bear to refuse it any longer.

Han Zisheng stayed silent, and carefully helped Wenxi blow-dry her hair. The good smell of the shampoo made her curl her mouth and smile happily.

Wen Xi lowered her head, not even having the courage to look at Han Zisheng through the mirror. She clenched her hands cautiously and bit her lower lip lightly.

After blowing her hair, Wen Xi had no reason to refuse. Han Zisheng took her hand, hurriedly pulled her into the bedroom, and closed the door.

The bedroom was brightly lit, Wen Xi froze for a moment, raised his hand and pressed the switch at the door.

"Sister?" Han Zisheng stood in front of Wen Xi and called softly.

Wen Xi lowered his hands, quietly looked at the child in front of him in the dark, but did not respond for a long time.

Wen Xi didn't move, Han Zisheng blinked his eyes, regained Shao Yu's sight, and leaned over proactively.

Facing the moonlight outside the window, she saw a different light in Wen Xi's eyes in the dark.

"Sister..." She called again softly.

Wen Xi was still a little nervous and flustered.

She knew that she had promised the children, and she must do what she promised.

But the determination, the things promised, and the courage needed to actually complete them are not the same thing at all.

Han Zisheng didn't wait for Wen Xi's answer, and felt a little flustered. She didn't dare to approach Wen Xi again.

"It's really not possible, just..." She was very afraid that if she chased like this again, it would be the same as last time, so she had to compromise first, "Forget it..."

Han Zisheng's compromise made Wen Xi feel distressed.

"Sister, let's go to bed." Han Zisheng continued.

She tried her best to make her voice sound lighter, and she didn't look unhappy or disappointed.

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Wenxi's response, she turned around and walked towards the bed in a carefree manner.

Wen Xi was still in place, if not breathing, he would have looked like a stone statue.

Her eyes were in the dark, and she could clearly see the surrounding situation. Han Zisheng's loss was clearly seen in her eyes and imprinted in her heart.

Seeing Han Zisheng crawling back to the bed quietly, the throbbing and heartache in her heart merged together, causing her to call softly: "Shengsheng."

"Huh? What's the matter, sister?" Han Zisheng was still trying to hide his emotions, as if nothing happened.

But the more she concealed it, the more Wen Xi felt distressed, the more she blamed herself and felt ashamed.

And these emotions finally became the motivation for Wen Xi to step forward and walk to the bedside.

Han Zisheng sat on his knees on the bed, looked at Wen Xi who was coming, with mixed emotions in his heart, and some didn't know what to say to arouse the atmosphere.

Wen Xi didn't speak, and sat down on the side of the bed, then leaned against Han Zisheng's side, and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist.

Now it was Han Zisheng's turn to be stunned, but even though her brain was down, her body instinctively responded for her.

She turned her body sideways, allowing herself to face Wen Xi.

Wen Xi looked into Han Zisheng's eyes for a moment, then looked away again.

She didn't dare to look any more. In Han Zisheng's eyes, there were likes, expectations, and grievances, like a huge vortex, constantly wrapping her and making her fall.

She sighed softly, and when she looked back, Han Zisheng cautiously said, "Sister, I'm fine...let's sleep..."

Wen Xi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head slightly.

She took the hand around Han Zisheng's waist, exerted a little force, and made both of them move towards each other.

After getting close enough, Wen Xi freed one hand, gently caressed Han Zisheng's face, and said softly: "Silly boy..."

Han Zisheng didn't dare to move, but the tip of her nose was sore, and the grievances of compromise overflowed from Wen Xi's gentle touch, and tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably.

Wen Xi saw all the changes in Han Zisheng's expression. Her children are really silly and warm, which makes people feel distressed...

Seeing Han Zisheng like this, she no longer hesitated, leaned over and touched Han Zisheng's lips lightly.

Han Zisheng froze, a little confused, not knowing what he should do now.

After Wen Xi turned back, she didn't take too far away. She narrowed her eyes and said softly, "I don't... don't want to..."

Han Zisheng's tears flowed out of her eyes slowly following Wen Xi's words, but she couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

But she just couldn't control it. It was probably joy, grievance, speculation, fear, and other complicated emotions mixed together with emotions related to feelings.

Wen Xi caressed the hand on Han Zisheng's face, and after feeling the tear, she hurriedly looked back.

Gently wiped away Han Zisheng's tears, the words that were supposed to coax the children turned into actions.

She turned her head sideways and kissed Han Zisheng's lips again.

This time, it's not a light touch.

She gently kissed Han Zisheng's lips, kissing again and again.

Han Zisheng froze, closed his eyes, felt the softness of his lips, and responded slowly.

The softness of the lips touching each other gradually relaxed the tense hearts of the two of them.

Wen Xi gently wrapped Han Zisheng's lips with his lips, but did not penetrate deeply.

When Han Zisheng sticks out the tip of her tongue, she dodges a little and puts a distance between the two of them.

Han Zisheng looked at Wen Xi, wondering why he suddenly stopped even though he was very comfortable.

Wen Xi caressed the hand on Han Zisheng's face, pinched it lightly, and said softly, "You can't stick out your tongue yet."

"Why..." Han Zisheng was a little emotional, and he couldn't speak at first.

Wen Xi kissed Han Zisheng's lips again with pleading and flattery, and said softly, "Promise me?"

Han Zisheng understood the entanglement in Wen Xi's gaze and the meaning of the kiss, she nodded slightly and agreed.

"Good~" Wen Xi's voice was soft.

Han Zisheng looked at Wen Xi's shining pupils, and moved closer to Wen Xi, being attracted, and kissed Wen Xi again.

The two people who felt such happiness for the first time were always a little dissatisfied, separated for a while, and then took the initiative to kiss each other again.

They were originally sitting, and they didn't know when they kissed for the first time, but they lay on the bed, hugging each other, and their bodies were tightly pressed together.

During the rare time to catch his breath, Wen Xi hugged Han Zisheng, buried his face on Han Zisheng's shoulder, and said softly: "Too many times..."

"Don't sister like it?" Han Zisheng hugged Wen Xi back, teasing the shy man softly.

"I like it..." Wen Xi was a little dazed at the moment, his brain was not under the control of reason, and he was a lot more frank about emotional matters, "So I reject you..."

"Huh?" Han Zisheng thought for a while in doubt, and asked with a smile: "Is it because I'm worried that I can't control it, can't stop?"

"Hmm..." Wen Xi gave an affirmative reply in a very soft voice.

"Hey~" After hearing Wen Xi's answer, Han Zisheng was very happy, and the hand holding Wen Xi tightened unconsciously.

Wen Xi buried her head and said nothing, her arms tightened as if responding.

But although she felt different joy and happiness, she still had a sense of guilt in her heart.

"Wen Xi~" Han Zisheng's voice was extremely gentle, full of love that she could express, and called out to the person in her arms.

Wen Xi shivered slightly because of this gentle call, shyly slipped into Han Zisheng's arms again, and replied softly: "Mmm..."

"Hey, I'm calling you." Han Zisheng explained with a smile.

While giggling, her legs that were entangled with Wen Xi moved slightly, and her knee rubbed against Wen Xi's thigh inadvertently.

Wenxi:...

Wen Xi bit her lower lip tightly, holding back the unforeseen comfort that was about to overflow into her stomach, and stopped letting Han Zisheng's legs stick between hers.

Although there was some silence between the two of them, the hot air and sweet atmosphere in the room did not feel awkward at all.

After resting for a while, Han Zisheng took the initiative to break the silence and said softly: "Sister, the candy tonight is very sweet!"

Wen Xi was silent and didn't speak, just nodded slightly.

"In the future, can I still have it?" Han Zisheng took the opportunity to ask.

After thinking for a while, Wen Xi reluctantly nodded.

"Then next time, can I take the initiative?" Han Zisheng continued to ask.

If we wait for Wen Xi to take the initiative, the next time, we don't know when it will be, and there is a possibility, it will be like the appearance at the beginning of tonight.

But if she is allowed to take the initiative, then...

There will be a next time soon!

Han Zisheng is already thinking about the location of the next kiss...

But Wen Xi did not reply to this question.

She didn't say yes, and she didn't say bad.

Just said softly: "It's getting late, let's go to bed..."