Tong Yao felt Lu Sicheng's use of the idiom didn't seem to fit the circumstances.
"You know very well that Xiao Rui's making it all up. Why are you being jealous over nothing."
Tong Yao said in a tiny voice: "It's just that Little Dubhe isn't too happy about their current mid and is very envious of you who has such a good mid......"
She felt a bit embarrassed praising herself like that.
"I have more than a good mid."
Lu Sicheng curved up his lips and spoke in a meaningful way.
Tong Yao blushed and was about to scold him for being shameless......But Lu Sicheng didn't give her the chance to say it. He lowered his head and said "hey" right next to Tong Yao's ear. Tong Yao looked up to ask what he had in mind now, but Lu Sicheng took the moment to bite her lips-- --
It was different from the two pecks in the movie theatre.
He gently wrapped his mouth around her lips. She could feel the slimy tip of his tongue brush over her lips......In that instant, all Tong Yao could smell was of Lu Sicheng as if she was being swallowed by that smell......
Tong Yao reactively followed his movements and clumsily let the tip of his tongue slip into her mouth-- --
When the tip of Tong Yao's tongue touched his tongue, she slightly squelched and something seemed to explode in her head. She stood up on her tippy toes and tried to back away, but she was being held too tightly to escape......She was forced to lift her head up slightly and passively accept the man's kisses-- --
Her brain went blank.
Her heartbeat quickened.
Her body went stiff.
Her breathing was erratic.
She was firmly sandwiched between the wall and Lu Sicheng's body by his hands and chest. As his nimble tongue was searching inside her mouth, she uneasily tried to hide or tentatively respond-- --It seemed that-- --whatever she did would further arouse him, his breathing grew heavier and heavier......
The hem of Tong Yao's shirt, which was originally hooked up with Lu Sicheng's pinky, was now lifted up and his warm, big dry hand, with thin calluses, had moved onto her back......
Tong Yao used both of her hands to resist against his wide shoulders. She heard him moaning next to her ear, but not sure whether it was out of satisfaction or something else-- --
His hand carefully moved up and down on her smooth back.
In the beginning, the hand stayed in the back area.
Then afterward, he seemed to grow discontent with just the back and the big hand began moving-- --
"Hand." Tong Yao muttered: "Hand......"
At the same time, the tip of Lu Sicheng's tongue retreated out between her lips, and as if yearning for more, he licked the corner of her lips......His breath was burning hot. He lowered his head to bite on the spot on Tong Yao's neck that he had made reddish earlier-- --
"Ah!"
Tong Yao made a low cry. Then she realized that Lu Sicheng had suddenly stopped moving. He slightly lifted his head and fixed his eyes on her with a look that could make a person's toes curl. He lowered his voice and said "hush" to signal to her to keep quiet. Tong Yao blinked and didn't quite understand what he was doing, but the hand on her back had now moved to her waist and the palm cupped the curve of her waistline-- --
Then the big hand moved to the front and patiently caressed her tummy......
It felt warm.
The tip of the man's lean and long fingers, usually trimmed clean, were now pasted on her tummy-- --
That big hand......
It had patted her head.
It had covered her crying eyes.
It had agilely flown over the keyboard, making his enemies tremble in fear, then it would kill them.
It had led her to victory.
And it had-- --
It had held her hand tightly in his.
Tong Yao's back was pressed against the cold wall and both of her hands were nervously and helplessly clasping his shoulders-- --When she caught his eyes with her dazed, intense, and a little shaken look, Lu Sicheng paused for a moment then as if the look was too much for him to take, he lowered his head to kiss Tong Yao deeply again......
His palm was now caressing Tong Yao's tummy.
The tip of his fingers lightly brushed over the edge of Tong Yao's bra. In the beginning, the touch was unintentional, then his fingers bumped into her bra again. Lu Sicheng paused again-- --Then as if he had finally made up his mind, he deepened the kiss and as the tip of his tongue hooked onto Tong Yao's tongue, his fingers quietly crept up the wired edge of the bra......
"Ur, Lu Sicheng, wait......"
"Can't wait anymore."
His voice was hoarse, sounded unsettled and constrained......With ease, he picked up the girl who was pressed against the wall and walked towards the bed. Caught off guard, Tong Yao's feet suddenly left the ground. She made a short cry but it didn't stop Lu Sicheng. He was in such a rush that he didn't notice the water bottle which Tong Yao had set down next to their feet earlier. He had kicked the bottle. It flew out and made a loud crash as it landed!
At the same time, Tong Yao had already been pushed into the soft bed by Lu Sicheng. The very next second after his fingers had regained their control of the fair and smooth skin-- --
Someone started to bang on Tong Yao's door.
"Hey, Cheng Ge? Tong Yao? Are you two alright?"
It was the loud voice of Little Fatty outside the door.
Tong Yao was catching her breath as she was pressed down on the bed. The loud banging frightened her out of her wits. She stared at the man who was on top of her and looked rather inculpable-- --His face stiffened and he blurted out: "Shit." Then he lowered his head-- --
Tong Yao closed her eyes.
Then she heard a smacking sound and at the same time felt a forceful kiss on her forehead.
The blanket was lifted up to cover Tong Yao. Tong Yao curled up under the blanket and felt that Lu Sicheng had lifted up his body and left the bed. He walked over to the door and asked with a poised and cold voice: "What do you want?"
"......It took you so long to deliver the water, I thought something happened." Little Fatty sounded like he was quite curious. "What's wrong? Where's our mid? Fell asleep?"
Tong Yao didn't dare to move under the blanket. Her heart was racing and all she could think was what had happened earlier......She stretched out her hand and quietly adjusted her bra back to its original position.
....................................She told herself to stay calm.
Everyone was......adults, be calm, calm down.
Lu Sicheng made the excuse "she was having a nose bleed when I walked in, I'm helping her take care of it" and sent Little Fatty away. The straightforward Little Fatty didn't doubt his captain's character and easily accepted the excuse. Before he left, he said: "Cheng Ge, I'm waiting for you to help me move up the ranks. I'll be using Bard."
One minute later, the door slammed shut.
Tong Yao abruptly lifted up the blanket and came out with a red face which was either from the heat or holding her breath. She looked at her captain who was now standing next to the door and looking at her-- --From the look on his face, he seemed to have calmed down by now.
Tong Yao: "..................................."
Lu Sicheng: "What, you want to call the police?"
Tong Yao: "Try explaining your roguish conduct just now."
Lu Sicheng: "......."
He said something in a small voice.
Tong Yao: "I can't hear you, speak louder."
Lu Sicheng: "You're too popular. It looks like everyone is eyeing you. I have to secure my footing first."
Tong Yao: "......"
Tong Yao grabbed one of the stuffed rabbits on the head of her bed and threw it. Lu Sicheng lightly chuckled and easily caught it. He took a glance at it, pulled on its ear with his hand, and said to the girl on the bed whose face was like a cooked shrimp: "I'm going to take Little Fatty up the ranks. You go to sleep." Then he pulled the door open and walked out.
The door opened, then closed.
There was only Tong Yao left in the room. She grabbed over the Pikachu which was on the head of her bed and hugged it in her arms. She stared at the closed door as if wild animals would invade through the door at any moment-- --
After three seconds, she suddenly realized that the Pikachu had been given to her by the same man.
The arms hugging the Pikachu stiffened, then she fell straight to her side like a statue back onto the bed.
"Shameless, dirty bastard, animal......"
YOU ARE READING
You're Beautiful When You Smile
Romance[Yao Yao, if it's you, how would you go about dating a professional gamer?] Tong Yao thought for a moment, before earnestly responding - - If it was me, I wouldn't date a professional gamer. If I had that kind of patience, then I might as well use...
