I didn't say a word as I crossed over his legs and sat in his lap. The young boy's thighs were hard and hot, his Adam's apple bobbing intensely, and his jaw was tense. My palms were sweaty, and my heart raced rapidly. I took Shen Linxi's phone and set it aside, mustering the courage to speak: "I'm right in front of you now; you don't need to look at photos anymore." My palms were still sweaty, and my heartbeat felt like it might burst out of my chest.
I tried to make eye contact with Shen Linxi, but when I met his gaze, filled with desire, my heart raced even faster. Shen Linxi's eyes slid from my face down to my collar, my waistline, and finally rested beneath my skirt. I shyly lowered my eyelashes, but he grasped my wrist firmly, his voice low and hoarse: "What are you doing?"
In the moonlight, I could see the turmoil in Shen Linxi's eyes and the expression on his face. I froze for a few seconds before realizing what he meant. My face turned bright red, feeling like a boiled shrimp. Shen Linxi was truly...
Before I could process it further, Shen Linxi suddenly leaned down, and the moment our lips touched, I widened my eyes in surprise. After the kiss, he whispered in my ear: "Since you've come to me willingly, don't think you can let go so soon." Then he kissed me again with such dominance that I could barely breathe; my vision and hearing seemed to fade away as I closed my eyes and let Shen Linxi take what he wanted.
Just as we were lost in our kiss, a voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Shen Linxi, are you in the classroom?" It was Cheng Cheng's voice! I was so startled that my heart nearly stopped as I pushed Shen Linxi away forcefully. He quickly covered me with his school jacket, pressing me close to him and blocking out all light. Cheng Cheng's voice grew closer: "Shen Linxi, are you in the classroom?"
As he spoke, he pushed the door open and walked in. I curled up in Shen Linxi's embrace, not daring to move.
"I have something to do, you should go back first," Shen Linxi said, holding me with a calm tone, devoid of any emotion.
Cheng Cheng paused, noticing someone in Shen Linxi's arms. He felt the oppressive aura from Shen Linxi, which made him hesitate to step forward. He knew well how difficult Shen Linxi was to deal with.
"Alright," Cheng Cheng nodded, preparing to leave. Just as he was about to exit, his gaze caught a glimpse of a pair of long, fair legs peeking out from under the school uniform skirt. Those legs looked similar to Jiang Banxia's.
Cheng Cheng frowned, feeling an inexplicable discomfort.
"Is there anything else?" Shen Linxi asked coldly.
Cheng Cheng snapped back to reality and quickly shook his head, "No, nothing." He didn't dare to ask who the person in Shen Linxi's arms was or why Shen Linxi was holding her.
Shen Linxi shot him a glance and coolly said, "What? Do you want to stand here and stare?"
"N-no," Cheng Cheng hurriedly turned and left, his footsteps quickening.
Once outside the classroom, Cheng Cheng still felt uneasy, convinced that those legs belonged to Jiang Banxia. However, Jiang Banxia hadn't shown up all night, and he couldn't remember what kind of skirt she wore.
Cheng Cheng took out his phone, ready to call Jiang Banxia when suddenly his phone rang. He glanced down and immediately changed his mind, hastily shutting the door behind him as he left.
Shen Linxi sat in his seat, waiting for the corridor to fall silent before removing the school uniform from me and letting me out.
I stood up from Shen Linxi's embrace while he leaned back in his chair, looking at me with raised eyes. I wasn't sure what he was waiting for but mustered the courage to speak up: "Shen Linxi, I don't like Cheng Cheng anymore. Regardless of whether Fang Meiqin exists or not, I don't like him anymore."
Shen Linxi swallowed hard and slightly tugged at the corner of his lips: "Got it."
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