In fact, as early as when they were walking on the beach, Yan Sui was restraining the strong urge to kiss Meng Ting. It wasn’t that he couldn’t kiss him at that time, and Meng Ting wouldn’t be reluctant, but he didn’t want people to watch his intimacy with Meng Ting, so he held back.
He thought it wouldn’t take long before this impulse faded away, but no, he always remembered this feeling and became more and more eager, so once they returned to the space where it was just them, he couldn’t bear it anymore.
There was only a little light coming from the edges of the curtains in the room, but the corner where they were staying was completely dark. Neither of them could see the other, but they could feel each other with kisses, breaths, and touches. The kisses became more and more intense and deeper.
Meng Ting tasted the flavor of red wine, and the feeling of being slightly intoxicated rushed straight to his head. He felt as if he was drunk.
He held Yan Sui’s neck but felt that his limbs were gradually losing strength. He was obviously very capable of beating people when he was down there just now, but why did he lose his strength after being kissed by Yan Sui?
This question was a bit profound for the dizzy Meng Ting.
Just when his hand was about to slip from Yan Sui’s neck, Yan Sui’s hand slipped into his clothes and he suddenly exerted force and scooped up the person.
The kiss lasted longer than ever before and gradually turned from fierce to gentle. Yan Sui kissed every corner of Meng Ting’s mouth, tasting the taste that belonged to Meng Ting. His lips left Meng Ting’s lips, but he didn’t quite let go of the person.
Their limbs cling to each other, and the thinness of their summer clothes allowed them to feel the increasingly scalding heat of each other’s bodies.
A few buttons of Meng Ting’s shirt had been torn open, and the suit jacket he was wearing had long fallen to the ground. The palms of Yan Sui’s hands were on Meng Ting’s delicate and tender skin. He could clearly hear Meng Ting’s rapid breathing, quickening heartbeat, and his willingness to be close to him. How could he leave and let go of this?
Yan Sui moved closer again. The kiss started from Meng Ting’s forehead, grazing across his lips, then to the corners of his mouth, his chin, his Adam’s apple, his neck…
“Yan Sui…”
Meng Ting called out softly. It was really Yan Sui’s kiss that made him lose strength and become more and more at a loss.
Sweat broke out on Yan Sui’s forehead. It was really hard for him to endure it, but if he didn’t do something today, all the wine Gu Lang and the others gave him would have been in vain1T/N: The meaning of this phrase is; YS’s self-control is in jeopardy because he’s intoxicated, thanks to all the alcohol he had to drink, not that YS is taking advantage of his friends pouring alcohol to him to pretend to be drunk. The ‘in vain’ here means that the alcohol had influenced YS, so the alcohol wasn’t drunk in vain.. He picked up Meng Ting and walked to the bed, “Don’t be afraid.”
Meng Ting hugged Yan Sui back, “I’m not afraid of you.”
“It’s just a bit dark…”
He couldn’t see Yan Sui and was a bit uncomfortable.
Yan Sui didn’t know what he had remembered. His steps paused, and then his movements of putting the person down became more and more gentle.
The bedside lamp was turned on. Meng Ting’s clothes were half unbuttoned, and his cheeks were slightly red with shyness, but he still looked directly at Yan Sui and emphasized again seriously, “I’m not afraid of you, I like you.”
Those eyes were extremely bright and clean, full of trust that he didn’t even realize he had——trust in Yan Sui.
Yan Sui slowly drew closer again, and Meng Ting came up to meet him. Another overly lingering kiss once again aroused the impulse that Yan Sui had barely suppressed.
They didn’t wear much in the summer. After taking off the jacket, shirt, and pants, all that was left was only a pair of overly sensual underwear.
Meng Ting swallowed nervously and blinked again and again. This was because he was hesitating whether he should close his eyes or not. In the end, he still didn’t close his eyes. He couldn’t bear to close them. The emotional Yan Sui was very beautiful, even more beautiful than before.
And he wanted to see him, especially wanted to, overriding all the shyness.
However, just when Meng Ting thought Yan Sui would still use his hands to help him, Yan Sui’s gradually descending kisses did not stop there.
“Yan…Sui…” Meng Ting’s voice while calling the person’s name carried a bit of weeping tone in it. He was indeed stimulated to the point of crying. He suddenly realized that his voice was too strange and bit his lip, but he still let out some uncontrollable hums intermittently.
Everything after that was too frantic and dizzying. One moment he was floating on the top of the clouds, and the next moment it was like he was sinking into the deep sea. Time goes fast and slow, but the feeling remains deeply in his mind and heart.
After Meng Ting surrendered and completely collapsed into a ball, Yan Sui stood up and walked directly to the bathroom.
He had taught a bunch of kids a lesson, but he almost failed to control himself. However, when the cold water poured down, the sense of loss was still very strong. Between forbearance and impatience, his bottom line became increasingly fragile.
However, Yan Sui is a person with a strong mind after all. No matter how confused and obsessed he is, there is always a string of reasons.
When Yan Sui cleaned himself up and came out, Meng Ting was still stuck in the afterglow of excessive stimulation, unable to break free. He wrapped himself in a quilt, leaving only his head exposed. Seeing Yan Sui approaching, he quietly pulled the quilt up again, leaving only a pair of charming eyes exposed.
Yan Sui glanced at Meng Ting but did not come to the bed. He first opened their suitcases, changed into clothes for himself, and then found clothes for Meng Ting, “Can you get up?”
Meng Ting nodded. He waited for the heat on his cheeks to subside slightly before pulling the blanket down a little. After a while, he sat up and reached out to take the clothes Yan Sui handed him. He lowered his eyes, then lifted them again. He gave Yan Sui a quick peck on the face before grabbing his clothes and running off.
Yan Sui looked at the closed bathroom door, a faint, gentle smile spreading across his face after a long moment. He cupped his hand and touched the spot where Meng Ting had kissed him. This sweet burden was simply impossible to resist.
After showering, Meng Ting spent a good while mentally preparing himself before opening the bathroom door. The room was still lit by only a single lamp. Yan Sui didn’t play with his mobile phone or turn on the laptop. He was leaning against the pillow, eyes closed, seemingly taking a nap, or perhaps lost in thought.
Meng Ting looked at him carefully, and the feeling of an accelerated heartbeat appeared again. He walked over in his slippers and sat on the edge of the bed, naturally leaning against Yan Sui. He rested his cheek against his chest, listening to the strong, reassuring beat of his heart, and closed his eyes as well.
Yan Sui slowly opened his eyes, and within his sight was Meng Ting’s fluffy hair that had only been blown dry. He reached out and straightened it for him, the corner of his mouth curled up, “Not shy anymore?”
Seeing the way Meng Ting fled just now, he thought he would take advantage of his closed eyes and quickly lie down to sleep again.
“There’s still a little bit, but it has nothing to do with me wanting to hug you.”
Even being shy can’t stop him from hugging Yan Sui. That’s what Meng Ting meant.
Hearing this, Yan Sui hugged Meng Ting and sat up straight. Then he stretched out his hand and carried Meng Ting to the inside of the bed.
Yan Sui turned sideways again and turned the bedside lamp to its dimmest setting before lying down and hugging Meng Ting.
Not too long ago, the two of them were a little too excited, resulting in neither of them being very sleepy right now.
Outside of this room, Gu Lang, Zhen Han, and the others had no intention of sleeping. Yan Sui finally left, so they planned to party all night long. There were faint sounds coming from outside the window. This feeling was different from the absolutely quiet environment at home, but it was not annoying.
“When did you start to be afraid of the dark?”
Yan Sui turned his body sideways. This way, it was easier for him to see the person.
Meng Ting’s hand fell on Yan Sui’s chest, and the tip of his index finger poked at the buttons of his pajamas again and again. After thinking for a while, he answered the question, “I don’t seem to be afraid of the dark. I can stay alone in a very dark place for a long time.”
“Just now, I wanted to see you, but it was too dark, so I couldn’t see you.”
Yan Sui met Meng Ting’s raised gaze, pursed his lips, and asked again, “What is a very dark place?”
This was too simple for Meng Ting. He answered without much thinking, “The place where I was confined when I made a mistake or got into a fight, it was very dark there.”
He thought for a moment and then added, “Grandma’s house house is also very dark, and the place where I lived a long, long time ago was also dark.”
Perhaps this kind of darkness doesn’t refer to the kind of darkness that is light or dark, but also includes feeling.
The psychologist told Yan Sui that when a person is psychologically hurt, they will automatically develop a protective mechanism. Meng Ting’s gloominess and dullness are not just congenital, but also caused by his living environment.
But there is no doubt that he is a very good and rare child. He is in the darkness, but he always wants to go towards the sunshine. This is the most likely reason for Meng Ting’s current temperament, but it is not easy, and it makes him even more precious.
Yan Sui leaned forward again, and his lips fell on Meng Ting’s eyebrows, not leaving for a long time as if this would allow him to feel Meng Ting’s mood more deeply.
“Yan Sui…what’s wrong with you?”
Meng Ting asked softly in a puzzled voice. He sensed a sudden wave of sadness from Yan Sui, but why would he be sad? They didn’t seem to talk about anything sad; He had been forced to get used to dark environments at an early age, and sometimes he even felt safe in such places.
“Do you hate them?” Yan Sui did not respond to Meng Ting’s words and asked another question. From an outsider’s perspective, he couldn’t help but feel that the Meng family and Meng Ting’s grandmother were despicable and hateful. As the person involved, it should be easy to guess what Meng Ting thought about them, but he still felt it was necessary to ask.
“I don’t know.”
Meng Ting’s feelings have always been straightforward. If he like it, he like it; if he don’t like it, he don’t like it. There were very few existence that made him feel unsure about his feelings. But when Yan Sui asked him, he truly didn’t know, he was uncertain.
“I’m stupid. I can only focus on one thing. If I hate them, I won’t be able to do other things well.”
Meng Ting said in a low voice, but he didn’t know how to make Yan Sui understand what he meant, “I think, if I have the time, I should learn how to like people, how to like you.”
Meng Ting truly thinks that liking someone and treating another person well, is something that needs to be learned. Especially since he doesn’t want his good intentions to cause problems for the people he likes, so he must concentrate on learning this.
“Do you think I’m right?”
The emotion in Yan Sui’s eyes remained unchanged, but his lips slid from Meng Ting’s eyebrows to Meng Ting’s lips, and then he met Meng Ting’s slightly hesitant gaze. The corner of his mouth curled up, “Yes, you are right.”
Meng Ting’s eyes curved when he heard this. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked Yan Sui’s lips, then pecked him again. Then he put his arms around Yan Sui’s neck and said in a low voice, “Oh, why do I like you so much?”
Not only did the corner of Yan Sui’s lips curl up, showing a gentle smile, but even the corner of his eyes curved. He felt that he should be the one to say this, but Meng Ting was always able to get the words out before him.
“Be good. Good night.”
“I’m good.”
As he spoke, Meng Ting loosened his grip on Yan Sui, but his hands were still on Yan Sui’s body. The possessive meaning was particularly strong. He leaned forward and kissed Yan Sui’s cheek again, “Good night.”
After Meng Ting fell asleep, Yan Sui looked down at the person for a good while before he closed his eyes, but his expression was no longer so serious. Meng Ting was stronger and more positive than he thought.
The process of healing those shadows may be a little more difficult, but the results will definitely be good.
List of Idiom in Chapter 033.1
暈暈乎乎 (yūn yūn hū hū): dizzy; giddy; muddle-headed; refers to not being clear-headed.不知所措 (bù zhī suǒ cuò): not knowing what to do (idiom); at one’s wits’ end; embarrassed and at a complete loss; to be at a loss for what to do; to lose one’s bearings; be in a state of confusion.
落荒而逃 (luò huāng ér táo): to flee after being defeated; to bolt; be defeated and flee; describes someone who has suffered a defeat and fled in panic, or left the battlefield or the road and fled to the wilderness.
隐隐約約 (yǐn yǐn yuē yuē): indistinct faintly; dimly loom up; vaguely; looks or sounds vague, very unclear, and the feeling is not obvious; vaguely visible, vaguely present.
難能可貴 (nán néng kě guì): precious and praiseworthy as such an achievement is difficult to make; rare and precious; valuable; remarkable; be rare and commendable; be difficult of attainment, hence worthy of esteem.
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