Suo Qingjun Chapter 36

The fragrance of peony sticks to the bones

Jin Xianling’s heart beat fast and heavy, hitting Qing Fengan’s heart time and time again.

He tightened his arms and hugged the person in his arms tighter. The tip of his nose rubbed the delicate skin on the side of Qing Feng’an’s neck, and the heat in his breath almost burned her.The heat that he had just suppressed had not completely faded away, but because of Qing Feng’an’s gentle hug, he started to move again.

Qing Fengan was buried in the hollow of his shoulder, her cheeks were surprisingly hot, and even her breathing was trembling.He could clearly feel the throbbing in Jin Xianling’s chest, and felt the heat there that had not completely calmed down. His fingertips were curled up, and he was reluctant to let go.

It was extremely quiet in the bamboo house, with only the crackling of the candle burning and the overlapping and increasingly rapid breathing of the two people.The evening breeze carried Peony Xiang through the window lattice, brushing against the skin of the two of them, causing a slight itch.

“Master.” Jin Xianling called him in a low voice, her voice was extremely hoarse, her fingertips gently rubbed the soft flesh on his waist, her movements were cautious and probing, “I…”

He didn’t dare to say the rest of the words for fear of scaring the people in his arms.

Qing Feng’an’s eyelashes trembled, and she raised her head from his shoulder. Her eyes were covered with a thin layer of moisture, and her cheeks were as red as ripe peaches.He looked at the lust surging in Jin Xianling’s eyes, looked at the boy’s tight lips, and the soft place in his heart seemed to have been lightly bumped by something, causing hot ripples to appear.

He raised his hand to hook Jin Xianling’s neck, tilted his head slightly, and pressed a feather-light kiss to the corner of his lips.

Jin Xianling’s body shook suddenly, as if struck by thunder.

He looked at the person in his arms in disbelief, the astonishment and ecstasy intertwined in his eyes, almost overwhelming him.He opened his mouth and his voice trembled: “Master… you…”

Qing Feng’an felt a little embarrassed by him, and her cheeks became even hotter. He turned his face away, his ears were red and bleeding, and his voice was as thin as a gnat: “Don’t… don’t bear it.”

These words were like a pardon, completely igniting the suppressed fire in Jin Xianling’s heart.

He chuckled lowly, with a strong huskiness and lust in his laughter.He raised his hand and gently pinched Qing Feng’an’s chin, forcing him to turn his head and look at him with burning eyes. The obsession in his eyes was so thick that he couldn’t get rid of it: “Master, this is what you said.”

Before Qing Feng’an could respond, her lips were tightly blocked.

This kiss was completely different from the gentle kiss just now, with the unique eagerness and domineeringness of a young man. It almost robbed all the air from people’s lungs as they tossed and turned.Qing Feng’an’s body swayed, and she subconsciously put her arms around Jin Xianling’s neck, tightening her fingertips on his clothes.

Jin Xianling’s kiss became deeper and deeper, spreading from her lips to her jaw and then to the side of her neck, leaving a series of burning red marks.His palms caressed Qing Feng’an’s back through the thin fabric, his movements were cautious and precious, but also concealed a possession that could not be refused.

The candlelight in the bamboo house danced more joyfully, casting the overlapping shadows of the two people on the wall, lingering and pathos.

The moonlight outside the window spilled in through the window lattice and fell on the two bodies next to each other, making them unbelievably gentle.The peonies in the courtyard were in full bloom, and the evening breeze carried a sweet fragrance that was so strong that it could not be dissolved. It slipped through the cracks in the window and lingered around the two people embracing each other.

After an unknown amount of time, Jin Xianling slowly let go of him.

Qing Feng’an’s lips were red and swollen from being kissed, her breathing was rapid, and her eyes were covered with mist, making her look particularly pitiful.Jin Xianling lowered his head and pecked the corner of his lips. His voice was extremely hoarse, but with an unprecedented tenderness: “Master, I love you.”

Qing Feng’an’s heartbeat skipped a beat. He looked at the seriousness in Jin Xianling’s eyes and the thin sweat on the boy’s temples. The soft place in his heart seemed to be filled with warm sugar water, so sweet that it became cloying.

He raised his hand, gently caressed Jin Xianling’s cheek, his fingertips crossed his eyebrows, and his voice was trembling, but extremely clear: “Me too.”

Jin Xianling’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if the sky was filled with stars.He leaned forward and kissed Qing Feng’an’s lips again. This time, the kiss was gentle and affectionate, as if he wanted to rub each other into the bones and blood.

The candlelight flickers and the night is gentle.

The fragrance of peony in the courtyard is entangled in my bones, and it is you every year.

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