I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

Chapter 57: I'm Jealous of Myself Every Day

“Xi Yuan experienced a mental fluctuation today, so there’s a possibility he might remember.” The system’s eyes flickered as it changed the subject. “Experiencing mental stimulation or emotional excitement can trigger his memories.”

He said very seriously, "Especially when doing that kind of thing, it's bound to be extra exciting..."

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When Xi Yuan opened his eyes, his memory was still stuck on the moment before he got close to Wei Ye, but it was already bright outside the window.

"You're awake?" It was Wei Ye's pleasant voice beside him. Soft arms wrapped around Xi Yuan's waist, and fluffy head rubbed against his shoulder as she said good morning.

It was a beautiful morning, like something out of a dream.

Xi Yuan was somewhat dazed. He raised his hand to touch the soft strands of hair on his chest, his voice filled with doubt, "Last night I..." Could it be that I fell asleep?

Before she could finish speaking, her head suddenly lifted up and soft lips pressed against hers.

As his doubts faded, Xi Yuan's rationality seemed to melt away in this sudden yet long-awaited kiss.

It only takes a short time to go from unfamiliar to addicted. Without any instruction, he grabbed Wei Ye's head and, with a slight force, their long breaths mingled.

After a long time, they separated. Xi Yuan's chest heaved heavily, and Wei Ye said, "It might be a side effect of the mental shock. We both fell asleep without realizing it last night."

Naturally shifting the topic, "Now...how do you feel?"

After she initiated the kiss, a blush spread across his cheeks.

It was as if she was asking about his body, or perhaps shyly inquiring about how he felt about the kiss.

Xi Yuan couldn't find the slightest fault. His dim eyes remained fixed on Wei Ye's rosy lips, his gaze naturally aggressive, while his ears were turning red.

A strange sense of contradiction arises from the restlessness mixed with embarrassment.

Wei Ye found this man somewhat adorable. He looked up and kissed Xi Yuan again.

It was just a simple kiss, but Xi Yuan was captivated by the sweet atmosphere, his heart softened like water, and his blood surged beneath his clothes.

Young men are easily agitated in the morning, and Xi Yuan's composure vanished. He once again took the lips and tongue that were brought to his mouth.

The kiss was so intense that Wei Ye's neck was thrown back as he was kissed, his fingers gripped tightly by another person's hand, and together they reached under the covers.

Whispering sweet nothings, clothes rubbing together, a pleasurable sensation spread from the tailbone up the spine, sweaty strands of hair clung to fair cheeks, only to be gently kissed away.

While his mind was reeling from the shock, Wei Ye looked at the gentle-eyed man in front of him and vaguely thought, "001 probably won't be looking at him through those eyes anymore."

After calming his agitation, Xi Yuan's gaze lingered on his past lover. After losing his memory, he had clearly fully accepted her.

Before things escalated to a complete breakdown, Wei Ye called a stop in time. He didn't want Xi Yuan to get too agitated and bring up past events.

"It's getting late, we should get back to work." Wei Ye blushed, jumped out of bed, and ran into the bathroom.

The person in the mirror had messy hair that rubbed against the pillow, and sweat beaded on their nose.