"Yeah, if you like Yipin Inn, next time, you can go every day," Mo Siyu’s eyes lit up.
Tang Yue gave him a glare and said, "Mo Siyu, I don’t have that much time to go every day."
"Then wait for my next return, I’ll accompany you there." Mo Siyu, inhaling her faint fragrance, felt his fatigue from the journey vanish without a trace.
"Who wants to go with you."
Tang Yue’s smile involuntarily lifted at the corner of her mouth. She turned her head just as Mo Siyu’s lips brushed past her cheek.
"You..." Tang Yue belatedly realized their proximity, when had they gotten so close? Touching the spot where his lips grazed, she felt a burning sensation.
"Xiao Yue, you’re the one who offered yourself up for that kiss," Mo Siyu cheekily took advantage of the situation.
Flushed and fuming, Tang Yue raised her hand, seemingly to strike him.
As soon as her hand touched him.
Mo Siyu cried out, "Ouch."
Tang Yue suddenly remembered, didn’t Mo Siyu have a wound before? Could she have aggravated it?
"My wound might have reopened," Mo Siyu’s voice weakened significantly.
Tang Yue quickly came forward to apologize, "I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s your fault for provoking me."
Seizing the opportunity, Mo Siyu caught her hand, his deep gaze locked onto her, "Xiao Yue, even when I’m angry at myself, I can’t bear to be mad at you. It was my fault just now, I was too impatient."
Realizing she’s been tricked, Tang Yue was about to speak out, but suddenly his large hand covered her lips, and then he swiftly moved them both into the nearby woods. The speed was so fast, like the sound of the wind through the forest.
"Tang Xian, I just thought I heard a different sound," came a woman’s somewhat frightened voice, asking, "Was there someone standing beside that big tree just now?"
"Of course not, there’s nobody there," Tang Xian replied without a second thought, boldly pulling the woman’s hand, his courage growing in this secluded place.
"Xiao Li, I just want to hug you."
"..."
"I want to kiss you."
"Tang Xian, where is your hand?" came the woman’s coy voice.
"Don’t..."
The woman’s attempt at refusal was weak, her soft voice carrying no conviction.
Tang Yue was held by Mo Siyu behind the large tree. Even without seeing the people, just listening to the voices and hearing the woman call out Tang Xian’s name made it clear what was happening!
Tang Xian was a year older than Tang Yue, already eighteen, but even so, wasn’t it too early for him to be with a woman?
And under such circumstances at that.
Beside her, Mo Siyu pursed his lips, his expression unreadable.
Tang Yue felt extremely uncomfortable all over, especially when Tang Xian and the woman kissed and messed around, it made her feel as if she was on fire.
After a long while, Tang Xian had his fill of the woman’s ’tofu’, although they didn’t go all the way, their intimate hugging, kissing, and goosebump-inducing murmurs made Tang Yue feel like the seconds were stretching into years!
"Phew." Tang Yue waited for them to leave and then abruptly jumped to a spot not too far away, putting some distance between herself and Mo Siyu. Only when the breeze brushed past did she realize that she had broken out in a sweat.
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