"Seeking Pleasure and Committing Evil" - 14

Jiang Xun took a cup of coffee from the cupboard and glanced at a brownish stain in the sink. He moved closer and saw it was a few drops of residual liquid, emitting a bitter smell.
He sighed and went to Yu Huan's room.
The door was open, and she sat at the desk with her knees drawn up to her chest, wearing a pair of very short floral pajama pants, her fair and delicate legs folded together.
It's already autumn, the weather is a bit chilly, and there's no heating. Even though it's a sunny room, it's still cold.
"You spilled the medicine again."
He was wearing gold-rimmed glasses because he had been reading a book, and now he looked serious, like an old scholar.
Yu Huan bit her lip and smiled, her eyebrows curving into a charming smile.
"What are you laughing at?" she seemed completely deaf to his words, which gave him a headache. "You're not taking your medicine and you're dressed so scantily. When will you ever get better?"
“The medicine is bitter, and wearing thick clothes is ugly. If you’re not sick, you can ask for leave from class,” she countered, counting on her fingers. Finally, she poked his hand with a bright smile, “You’re a fool.”
His head hurt so much. He really couldn't understand how so many absurd ideas could pop into her head.
He bent down and kissed her bare knee, then squatted down and looked up at her.
"If you get better quickly, you won't feel bad anymore."
His tone was utterly seductive, exactly the same as when he said "almost there" during sex.
She blinked, her voice soft and sweet: "Do you want to sleep with me after you get better?"
He suddenly stood up, his previously gentle features turning extremely cold.
"Take your medicine on time. I'll help you finish this test."
He tapped the blank math test paper on the table with his finger.
Yu Huan, being very pragmatic, got up to prepare the medicine, picked up the cup, and drank it all in one gulp.
Jiang Xun sat at the table writing and drawing. She moved another chair and sat crookedly next to him, her soft cheek rubbing against his arm.
After finishing a test paper, she fell asleep, lying on the table with her sparse eyelashes closed, her cheeks full and pink.
He gazed at her for a moment, then, as if bewitched, bent down and kissed her lips, a light, brief kiss, like someone guiltily stealing a precious treasure. His heart pounded, his fingertips trembled slightly—the aftereffects of his sin.
Today is Jiang Xun's birthday, and she was going out with him tonight, something she had agreed to this morning.
Still sick, the noisy bar made Yu Huan's steps unsteady, but she couldn't help but look around with her big eyes, finding it all very interesting.
He leaned down, his deep voice whispering in my ear: "Never been here before."
She nodded. Several men in the distance kept staring at her, making her feel a little intimidated.
"Don't be afraid."
Jiang Xun put his arm around her shoulder and led her into a private room.
Most of the people in the private room were second-year high school students, and Yu Huan didn't recognize any of them. Let alone second-year students, even within her own grade, she probably only recognized people from her own class.
Overwhelmed by the crowd, she felt lost and helpless. Several boys then surrounded her, trying to ingratiate themselves by inviting her to sit down, while simultaneously making a noisy commotion.
As Jiang Xun placed his order, the person next to him was abducted. Frowning as he stared at the group, a surge of anger welled up within him.
Could you please stay away from her?
Seeing Jiang Xun bring in a pretty young girl, Xie Xingyao felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her head. She only breathed a sigh of relief when he introduced her as his older sister.
Now, summoning all her courage, she walked up to him and asked, "May I sit here?"
"There's someone there."
He didn't even spare her a glance; he got up and pulled Yu Huan to sit down next to him.
She wasn't angry or ashamed; she just scratched her head with a hint of regret and returned to her original spot.
Yu Huan was dressed lightly; after taking off her coat, she was left with only a thin dress. Luckily, the air conditioning was on and it was warm.
He took his coat and draped it over her legs. Her legs were slender, and the coat looked particularly large over them. He quietly reached out and held her hand under the coat.
Yu Huan stiffened for a moment, but did not break free.
Her hands were cold, while his were warm and dry. He cupped her palms, his fingers tracing each other, sending a tingling sensation through her. The room was dimly lit, and no one noticed the hands clasped together under her coat in the corner, or the slight blush on her face.
A group of people were playing the King's Game, and in this round, a boy got the Joker.
"Number 2 kisses Number 4," he said, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips, "...kiss."
Jiang Xun frowned, turned over his card, and it was a 2.
The cheers and jeers were deafening.
Then Yu Huan turned over her card, which was a 4.
Jiang Xun's stiff body relaxed, and the people who had been cheering fell silent for a moment.
The boy who drew the Joker card was a little embarrassed. He thought to himself that no matter how much he messed around, he couldn't let other siblings kiss, so he waved his hand and said, "Never mind, never mind, sorry."
The game continued, and taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Jiang Xun pulled her outside.
He turned into a narrow corridor and pressed her against the wall, his chest and waist burning against hers.
"Where's the gift?"
He buried his face in her hair, his voice a little muffled.
I didn't.
Before he could even utter the word "prepare," he cut me off.
His burning lips pressed against hers, gently caressing and sucking on her two full lips. After a moment, he probed between her teeth, his wet, hot tongue entwining with hers, stirring up a tingling, itchy sensation that stole her breath.
Yu Huan was breathless and groaning from the kisses. A hollow, itchy feeling rose in her lower body, and her vaginal opening betrayed her by secreting a sticky fluid.
They finally let go after a long time, their noses touching. He gently nuzzled her, his warm, moist breath spraying onto her face.
"This is a gift."
After he finished speaking, he started pestering her again.
This kiss was filled with even stronger desire, the wetness of their kisses creating soft, wet sounds. His hot body pressed tightly against hers, making her feel hot and restless as well.
"This is a punishment for playing the game."
He tilted his head and bit her earlobe, his breathing heavy. His warm palms, through the thin fabric, caressed her soft waist, his voice deep and hoarse.
"I'm hard."

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