I Fell In Love With Qing Leng Xue Shen Chapter 65
byChapter 65 It’s all my mark
The morning light tiptoed through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled light and shadow on the floor.
Lu Jin was awakened by his biological clock. No matter how late he slept, he would wake up after six o’clock.
The moment his consciousness returned, he didn’t open his eyes. He subconsciously reached behind him and put his palm against Xie Shuhan’s body.
The temperature is just right, no fever, with a slight coolness unique to teenagers, like the stream water after the snow melts in early spring, cool and ironing.
Lu Jin breathed a sigh of relief, his tight shoulder lines slowly relaxed, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and even the red marks at the end of his eyes softened a bit.
He slowly opened his eyes and looked into his arms.
Xie Shuhan was still sleeping deeply, with his face pressed against his chest, breathing lightly, and the warm breath brushed against his skin, tickling him.
Her black hair was spread messily on the pillow, with a few strands sticking disobediently to her smooth forehead. Her long eyelashes were like two small fans, hanging quietly, casting a small shadow under her eyelids.
The usual coldness and alienation had faded away. At this moment, he was like a tamed little beast, nestling obediently in his arms, with a lazy and soft energy all over his body.
Lu Jin’s eyes moved down along the delicate eyebrows.
On his skin, there are still red marks left when he lost control last night, like red plums blooming in the snow, spreading all the way to the collar.
Further down, the corner of the quilt was lifted to reveal a small piece of white shoulder and neck, dotted with his marks all over it.
The tail of the silver-haired puppy was almost wagging, and the pride and joy in his heart was about to overflow, but his face was still tense, and he only curled the corners of his mouth secretly.
He carefully raised his hand, and his fingertips gently brushed the red mark on Xie Shuhan’s collarbone, as if he was afraid of disturbing a fragile dream.
The skin under his fingertips was delicate and smooth, and it felt so good that he couldn’t bear to move away.
Lu Jin leaned down, rubbed the tip of his nose against Xie Shuhan’s temples, and pressed a kiss on his smooth forehead.
The kiss was very light, full of cherishment and joy, like a feather brushing across the heart.
He couldn’t help but pecked at the end of the red eyes, and finally stopped at the soft lips, touched it lightly, then rubbed his cheek contentedly, and murmured in a low voice: “Mine.”
The person in her arms sleeps peacefully, breathing evenly, and her long eyelashes tremble occasionally, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Lu Jin just looked at it, motionless, even breathing softly.
The morning light fell on Xie Shuhan’s face, coating him with a soft golden edge. He had obviously seen the face countless times, but at this moment, he felt that he couldn’t get enough of it.
There was warmth in his chest, like a little sun, and the overflowing happiness almost overwhelmed him.
Turns out this is what ownership feels like.
After an unknown amount of time, the person in his arms seemed to notice his burning gaze. His eyelashes trembled slightly and he slowly opened his eyes.
Xie Shuhan’s eyes were still a little hazy, with the feeling of having just woken up, like obsidian soaked in water, filled with moisture.
He moved, trying to change into a more comfortable position. Unexpectedly, as soon as he raised his waist, a fine soreness spread from his waist and abdomen. With the aftertaste of last night, he couldn’t help but gasp, and a low hiss escaped his lips.
“Hiss…”
This soft snort brought Lu Jin back to his senses instantly.
He quickly stood up and looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes full of nervousness: “What’s wrong? Is your waist still sore? Let me rub it for you.”
Before he finished speaking, a warm hand came up and gently pressed against Xie Shuhan’s slim waist.
The warmth from the palm of my hand spread through the thin fabric, and I massaged it gently with a reassuring force.
Lu Jin’s movements were very careful, with a familiar burning sensation on his fingertips, soothing the sore texture inch by inch, as if he were treating a rare treasure.
Xie Shuhan said nothing, but turned his head to avoid Lu Jin’s sight.
However, the tips of the ears turned red uncontrollably, spreading from the base of the ears to the neck, as if they were stained with fine rouge.
The scenes from last night flowed into my mind uncontrollably. Those searing kisses, those hot touches, and Lu Jin’s hoarse breathing and gentle whispers, each scene was so clear that it seemed like it was happening right in front of my eyes.
He could even remember how he climbed onto Lu Jin’s shoulders and how he collapsed in his arms.
The combination of shame and throbbing made his cheeks slightly hot.
In fact, except for the initial sharp sting, Lu Jin had always taken good care of him.
Her movements were so gentle that she was afraid of hurting him. She asked him over and over again if it hurt, and kissed the tears from the corners of his eyes.
It’s just that the tossing lasted for too long, and even though he had good physical strength, he couldn’t endure it, and he almost fell asleep in the end.
The pain in the waist gradually eased a lot under Lu Jin’s kneading.
Xie Shuhan relaxed and leaned in his arms, which made people feel at ease.
Lu Jin lowered his head and looked at the red tips of his ears, unable to hide the smile in his eyes.
He leaned over and gently pecked the tip of the hot ear. His voice was hoarse in the morning, soft and flirty: “Are you shy?”
“No.”
Xie Shuhan’s rebuttal voice was very soft. As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was hoarse, as if it had been sandpapered, with a strong nasal sound.
Lu Jin laughed softly, and the vibrations in his chest were transmitted through the touching skin, with a warm touch.
He came close to Xie Shuhan’s neck and rubbed it, like a big coquettish dog. His voice was full of seriousness, and there was a hint of unnoticeable choking: “Hanhan, thank you for liking me. I am really happy, but rather than happy, I am more distressed. I have made you wait for so long. I’m sorry.”
Xie Shuhan’s eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his hand and gently rubbed Lu Jin’s soft silver hair with his slender fingertips.
The hair is fluffy and soft, like clouds, and feels great to the touch.
His voice was very soft, with a faint smile: “I didn’t know whether you liked boys before, plus there were all those messy things on campus forums, so…”
That’s why I didn’t dare to get close, so I hid that love in my heart.
“Yun Chuchu and I really have nothing to do with each other!” Lu Jin quickly raised his head, his eyes full of eagerness and sincerity, fearing that he would misunderstand.
“Those are all rumors. At that time, all I could think about was you, and I just wanted to spend more time with you, so I didn’t pay attention to those rumors, really.”
He looked so anxious that even the tips of his ears turned red, like a puppy eager to defend himself, so cute.
Xie Shuhan looked at him and couldn’t help but chuckle.
The laughter was clear and shallow, like the tinkling sound of spring water, falling on Lu Jin’s heart and causing ripples in circles.
He raised his hand and lightly brushed Lu Jin’s eyebrows with his fingertips. His voice was so gentle that he said, “Well, I believe you.”
Young people like it, always with a bit of timidity and hesitation, afraid of breaking the layer of window paper.
Lu Jin lowered his head and kissed Xie Shuhan’s soft corners of the mouth, one after another, full of joy and cherishment.
He rubbed his cheek and said in a soft voice: “Hanhan, you are so gentle. I like you so much and love you so much.”
Xie Shuhan turned his head, but Lu Jin gently held his chin and kissed his lips.
The two lingered on the bed for a long time before slowly getting up.
Lu Jin’s eyes fell on the red marks of varying shades on Xie Shuhan’s body, and he couldn’t help but have a proud smile in his eyes.
Fortunately, he didn’t leave too obvious marks on his neck last night, otherwise he might not be able to see anyone.
Just below the neck, it is really impossible to see.
Xie Shuhan looked at himself in the mirror, his ears felt hot, and he reached out to cover them, but Lu Jin hugged him from behind.
Lu Jin rested his chin on his shoulder, his voice full of laughter: “What are you covering? It’s all my mark.”
Xie Shuhan glared at him angrily, but did not push him away.
After the two of them packed up, they held hands and went downstairs together.
Nangong Wan’s voice came from the stairs, with a smile: “Xiao Lu, Hanhan, breakfast is ready and waiting for you.”