His words and actions were extremely unexpected.

When Sang Zhi came back to her senses, Duan Jiaxu's lips were already covering her, and the tip of his tongue penetrated her lips and teeth, carrying the sharp breath of mint, but it also seemed inexplicably hot.

It's like it's carrying an electric current and is constantly heating up.

Sang Zhi's eyes widened a little, and she subconsciously took a step back, with her back against the door, but was instantly pulled back by him. Her head was raised passively, and her wrist was grabbed by him and fixed in front of his chest.

At this moment, Sang Zhi couldn't notice anything else.

Her entire perception, everything she could see around her, was occupied by the man in front of her.

Sang Zhi had no experience and accepted it passively.

She even forgot to close her eyes, staring blankly at his thick eyebrows, extremely clear eyelashes, and straight bridge of nose. Those peach blossom eyes that were always sparse and sentimental seemed to have really dyed in color at this moment.

of affection.

Her consciousness became a little confused, but her body still seemed stiff.

Perhaps noticing that she was at a loss, Duan Jiaxu seemed to laugh, with a thin but sexy breath. He raised his palms to cover her eyes.

Extremely strong, yet extremely gentle.

The towel he put on his shoulders also fell to the ground, making a dull sound. Water was still falling on the ends of his hair, which became cold due to the contamination of the air and dripped onto Sang Zhi's neck.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but wince.

Duan Jiaxu finally stopped and kissed her lips again. Then, with his lips on the side of his head and her ears, his voice was low, hoarse, and full of tenderness: "I like you."

Sang Zhi felt as if his ears were numb.

The next moment, he moved his hand down, exposing her covered eyes. He gently stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

Their eyes met.

Duan Jiaxu's eyes were lowered, slightly curved, and tinged with a light light. His lips were red and watery, outlining a shallow arc. His eyes seemed to be unable to move away, staring straight at him.

Hold her.

Sang Zhi also stared at him blankly, as if she was attracted by the light in his eyes, and her consciousness was still a little clouded.

"Let me tell you something seriously." Duan Jiaxu's voice was low, without any embarrassment in his words, with a faint smile, "Actually, I can't do it either."

Sang Zhi subconsciously asked: "What."

"But you always say you are old, so I feel like saying it so honestly." Duan Jiaxu rubbed the corners of her eyes and continued, "It's a bit embarrassing."

"..."

Duan Jiaxu: "This is also my first time falling in love."

After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and added: "This is also the first time that I like someone so much."

"..."

Duan Jiaxu bent down to look at her level and said seriously: "So, don't even think about dumping me."

Sang Zhi looked nervous.

Duan Jiaxu chuckled and said, "I've already kissed you. You have to be responsible for me for the rest of your life."

"..."

His words made Sang Zhi instantly recall what had just happened. Her head suddenly turned red, her lips were still numb, and the touch was extremely real.

Sang Zhi put the back of her hand against her lips and stared at him, then she looked like she had been taken advantage of and stumbled: "I, I just agreed, I... you, you..."

"I was a little too happy." Duan Jiaxu coughed lightly, his tone was gentle but like a scum, "So I couldn't hold it back. I'm sorry, I'll be more careful next time."

Sang Zhi found it extremely unbelievable: "How can someone do it for the first time? The first time..."

Duan Jiaxu held back his laughter: "I'll pay attention to the process in the future."

"..."

"Step by step," Duan Jiaxu said, "Just treat it as a drill this time, okay?"

Sang Zhi really couldn't hold it back this time. She went up to him and pinched his face, which was always shapeless, into a distorted shape. She said angrily: "You don't want to be shameless!"

Duan Jiaxu let her pinch him and bent down in an unusually cooperative manner. Soon, he straightened up again and reminded, "You'd better not get so close to me."

Sang Zhi was not happy: "I insist on it."

Duan Jiaxu raised his eyebrows and said bluntly: "You are so close, I want to kiss you."

"..."

Sang Zhi's expression paused, and then she retracted her hand unnaturally, looked away, and muttered: "I'm done talking, I'm going back to school."

"Wait a minute," Duan Jiaxu suddenly leaned over and stared at her lips carefully as if he remembered something, "Did my teeth hit your mouth just now..."

"..."

Sang Zhi looked at him in disbelief.

How on earth! How can he do it! Say such words without expression! Ah——!

Before he could finish speaking, Sang Zhi suddenly reached out and covered his mouth, almost collapsing: "I didn't hit him, I didn't hit him! No! Stop talking!"

Duan Jiaxu was stunned for a moment, stared at her flushed face, and laughed out loud. His warm breath sprayed on her palms, which made her feel a little itchy: "Okay, no more."

After saying that, he glanced at Sang Zhi's lips a few more times and murmured: "It seems not."

"..."

While Duan Jiaxu went back to his room to change clothes, Sang Zhi went to the refrigerator, dug out a bottle of orange juice, took out a pack of shredded squid from the TV cabinet, and sat on the sofa.

She tore open the package, took one and bit it into her mouth.

Recalling the previous chat in the dormitory, my roommate came to the conclusion: "A twenty-five-year-old man with no sexual experience will become a pervert!"

Sang Zhi corrected seriously.

Already twenty-six.

I'm really a little speechless.

While talking about serious things, he suddenly kissed her and said he would teach her.

The one I kissed was obviously no good either.

But thinking of Duan Jiaxu's words just now, the little depression in Sang Zhi's heart instantly disappeared. The corners of her lips curved up again for no apparent reason. She unscrewed the bottle cap and drank the orange juice in small sips.

Duan Jiaxu came out of the room at this time. His hair was still half wet, hanging casually in front of his forehead, looking a little more youthful.

He walked over to Sang Zhi and sat down.

Staring at her munching snacks like a hamster, Duan Jiaxu felt like laughing for no reason.

Sang Zhi's eyes did not move, as if she felt uncomfortable, and she suddenly said: "Can you stop looking at me?"

"Okay." Duan Jiaxu retracted his gaze obediently, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water, then asked the original question, "Why do you suddenly feel like today is the right day?"

Sang Zhi thought for a moment and didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Duan Jiaxu smiled: "You also messed up my plan."

Sang Zhi looked at him: "Do you have any other plans?"

"Well, I'm going to confess my love downstairs in your dormitory the night after tomorrow." Duan Jiaxu said calmly, "Light a love candle, hold a flower, and prepare some lines..."

"earth."

"Isn't this still old-fashioned?" Duan Jiaxu said, "Isn't it popular nowadays to confess like this?"

Sang Zhi thought about it, and it seemed that she had seen him quite a few times at school. She reluctantly agreed and asked in a low voice, "What are the lines you prepared?"

Duan Jiaxu suddenly called her, speaking slowly: "Sang Zhi."

Sang Zhi: "Ah?"

"I like you."

"..."

"Please stay with me."

"..." Sang Zhi blinked and asked hesitantly, "Are you so serious?"

"This occasion must be serious." Duan Jiaxu slumped lazily in his seat and said with a faint smile, "I will make it up to you. I won't tell you when it will be this time."

"There's no need to make up for it," Sang Zhi muttered, "We're already together, why do we have to confess to each other again?"

He spit out three words: "A sense of ritual."

Sang Zhi tilted his head: "You still care about the sense of ceremony."

"I don't care." Duan Jiaxu recalled the bowl of noodles that Sang Zhi made specially for him on his birthday last time, and said slowly, "But my family only cares."

Sang Zhi did not deny it, the pear dimple on her lips sunk deeply, and she continued to drink orange juice: "Brother Jiaxu, is this really your first time in love?"

Duan Jiaxu: "Yeah."

"oh."
To be continued...