PFC Chapter 373 Active Shyness
Chapter 373 Active Shyness
Night fell silently, and the last ray of sunset in the sky was swallowed up by the endless darkness.
Unconsciously, the night is like a mysterious painter, using his profound brushstrokes to render the earth into a quiet painting.
The hustle and bustle of the city gradually died down, leaving only the occasional sound of night traffic horns in the distance, breaking the tranquility but adding a bit of depth and mystery to the night.
Everyone had enjoyed a delicious dinner under Ji Xun's meticulous and orderly arrangements, and was safely escorted back to their respective campuses by special cars sent by him.
The moonlight was like water, gently sprinkling on the deserted streets, covering the quiet night with a layer of silver gauze.
In a corner of the hospital, Shang Qing leaned quietly on the hospital bed.
The moonlight outside the window shone through the half-closed curtains onto her pale but pretty face, adding a touch of fragility and charm to her.
Her eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt the ice. She stared quietly at the door, where a tall and handsome boy had just stepped in.
Looking at the figure in front of her that made her heart beat fast, a soft and slightly shy smile quietly appeared in the corner of her eyes.
She couldn't help but recall the words Su Zhaozhao and Xue Xuelin had whispered in her ear: "Qingqing, you must cherish Xiaoxun, because his love for you is so deep that it's almost humble. Seeing that you've finally reconciled with him, we feel that God isn't so cruel to him."
"Sister, what are you thinking about? So lost in thought?"
Ji Xun walked slowly to Shang Qing's side with light steps, his voice so gentle that it seemed as if water could drip out.
He stretched out his slender fingers and gently brushed Shang Qing's slightly messy hair behind her ears. His movements were delicate and full of love.
Shang Qing slightly raised her delicate and picturesque face, her eyes sparkling with a light brighter than the lights.
Her arms were like the softest willow branches in spring, stretching out silently and slowly wrapping around Ji Xun's fair and slender neck. Every inch of her skin spoke of unspoken feelings.
Under the soft and dim light, Shang Qing's rosy and delicate cheeks looked like newly blooming peach blossoms, with the freshness and beauty of morning dew.
With a hint of shyness and endless bravery, it is like a moving picture slowly unfolding.
And those lips as delicate as petals, with irresistible magic, pressed gently and irresistibly against Ji Xunqian's lips in an almost sacred posture.
This sudden action, like a sudden rain in summer, caught Ji Xun off guard.
My body staggered involuntarily, as if the ground beneath my feet suddenly lost its support, and I almost fell to the ground in this moment of romance and passion.
A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, then was replaced by deep tenderness.
His hands instinctively stretched out, supporting himself on the bed on both sides of Shang Qing's head in a panic but firmly.
The delicate texture of the bed sheet seemed to feel the resonance of the two people's heartbeats at this moment, trying to stabilize the sudden swaying and throbbing.
"Qing..." Ji Xun's voice was low and hoarse, as if his throat was tightly strangled by an invisible force.
Before the words left his mouth, he was overwhelmed by an even stronger torrent of emotion.
Shang Qing's small and flexible tongue, like an elf jumping in the woods, licked his lips gently but very firmly with a hint of playfulness and teasing.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze.
In an instant, Ji Xun felt a loud bang in his head.
All rationality and defenses collapsed at this moment, replaced by an unprecedented wave of enthusiasm.
It spread from his lips to his entire body, making him feel as if he was surrounded by a dazzling firework display, dizzy and intoxicated.
The air around seemed to become sticky and sweet, and every molecule was witnessing the miracle of this moment.
Under the dim and slightly ambiguous light, a strong and powerful hand suddenly pressed down on the soft bed.
His knuckles turned slightly white from the force, as if he wanted to deeply imprint this determination and desire into every inch of space.
The other hand, in an almost pious gesture, carefully held up the back of Shang Qing's delicate and gentle head.
His fingertips gently stroked her soft hair, conveying silent tenderness and eagerness.
Followed by.
Ji Xun's lips were like a storm ready to burst forth, suddenly pressing down hard and completely igniting the quiet night.
Shang Qing, who was originally somewhat reserved and passive, was instantly caught in the vortex of emotions under this irresistible force, and the slight hesitation before turning from passive to active disappeared in a flash.
This kiss was as passionate as a rainstorm in a midsummer afternoon, and as deep as the quietest ocean in the dead of night.
Every contact was like a surging wave, with irresistible force, impacting the fragile yet tough mental defenses of the two people wave after wave.
They intertwined and collided, as if the whole world had stopped, leaving only the resonance of two heartbeats, echoing in the narrow space.
Shang Qing was completely overwhelmed by Ji Xun's sudden and surging enthusiasm.
All her rationality and defenses collapsed at this moment.
Her eyes were half closed and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
She completely forgot how to find a chance to breathe in this stormy kiss.
She could only passively endure this fiery emotion that was almost burning her soul out.
However, as time went on, this suffocating sweetness gradually turned into an indescribable sense of oppression.
Shang Qing felt that breathing became a little difficult.
Her eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Tears glistened beneath her eyelashes.
Because of the strong impact of this emotion and the body's instinctive reaction, I am looking for a glimmer of relief in this extreme love.
Her physiological instincts began to sound the alarm, reminding her that she was about to reach her limit.
But surrounded by this deep affection, Shang Qing felt an inexplicable courage and desire in his heart.
She wanted to explore this love more deeply.
Even if the road ahead is unknown, even if there is a possibility of getting hurt, I am willing to sink with Ji Xun.
In this boundless ocean of emotions, they write their own legendary chapter together.
Shang Qing secretly complained helplessly:
"Oh! This is really embarrassing for grandma."
"Does this mean that I'm going to be suffocated to the point of nearly dying because of a kiss in this life?"
"Oh my god, this is too funny and too embarrassing!"
"How could I fail so miserably at such a crucial moment?"
Her heartbeat was like the drumbeat in a storm, rapid and chaotic.
Two unnatural blushes appeared on her cheeks, forming a sharp contrast with the quiet night around her.
Ji Xun seemed to have captured Shang Qing's subtle yet fatal struggle and embarrassment.
He suddenly raised his eyes, which were as deep as the night sky, with surprise and confusion flashing in them, as if he had just woken up from a sweet dream.
When his gaze penetrated the night and touched Shang Qing's eyes, which were like the surface of a lake gently covered with mist in the morning, blurry and helpless, an indescribable emotion suddenly surged in his heart.
The complex emotions of intense self-blame and deep pity surged like a tide, instantly drowning all his reason and defenses.
Ji Xun reacted almost instinctively. He protected Shang Qing gently and firmly, as if he was protecting a rare treasure.
His lips slowly left hers, with a hint of reluctance and nostalgia, and he carefully widened the almost suffocating distance between them.
At this moment, the air seemed to start flowing again, bringing a hint of coolness and relief, slowly blowing across their hot cheeks.
Looking at Shang Qing's face, which was slightly pale due to lack of oxygen, but still beautiful and touching.
Ji Xun felt so heartbroken as if something was clutching him tightly.
Her breathing was still rapid, and her chest rose and fell gently with each inhalation, like waves lapping at the beach, touching the softest part of Ji Xun's heart each time.
He reached out his hand and gently brushed the sweat-soaked hair on her forehead, his movements so gentle as if he was comforting a frightened child.
"I'm sorry, Qingqing. I was too reckless."
Ji Xun's voice was low and magnetic, carrying sincere apology and endless tenderness, as if it could soothe all the anxiety and tension.
Shang Qing raised her eyes slightly and met his eyes full of concern and self-blame.
At that moment, all the embarrassment and shyness seemed to be melted away by this warm current, leaving only the indescribable throbbing and sweetness in my heart.