Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 233 Let me try it, okay?

Late at night, in An Xiaoxi's room.

The dim, yellowish light from the desk lamp cast an ambiguous glow, casting two overlapping silhouettes on the mottled wall.

An Xiaoqian lay flat on the bed, her hands wrapped around Hu Xiaobei's neck, with a hint of stubbornness, and with a little force, she slowly pulled him down.

The two faced each other, their foreheads lightly touching. The moment their noses met, their warm breaths began to mingle, filling the air with a tender atmosphere.

Hu Xiaobei braced himself firmly on the bed with both hands. Although his upper body was gradually pressing closer to An Xiaoqian, he still maintained a just-right distance between them.

His lower body dangled over the edge of the bed, his toes lightly touching the ground, his knees slightly bent, as if ready to deal with any unexpected situation.

A hint of resentment flashed in An Xiaoqian's eyes, and a glint of light appeared in them, as if she had made up her mind to get back at him.

Hu Xiaobei, however, frowned slightly, glancing frequently at the closed door, as if worried that their noise might break the silence of the night and disturb Liu Xiaoli's sleep.

An Xiaoqian could easily see his worry and hear his perfunctory attitude.

She thought to herself: If I had known this would happen, I should have challenged him to a duel back in the small north room.

There's no need to act like I'm just borrowing someone else's power, like I am now.

While she did borrow some of her mother's influence, she relied 99% on her own abilities.

Therefore, An Xiaoqian got "angry", and the consequences were serious!

She frowned slightly, her cheeks puffed out a little, and said seriously, word by word, "Hu Xiaobei, you're not allowed to lie to me. Tell me the truth."

"I'm not just saying that to appease you, I'm telling you the truth." Hu Xiaobei didn't seem to notice the seriousness of the situation at all, and still spoke in a tone that sounded like he was coaxing a child.

An Xiaoqian gave a light "humph" in dissatisfaction, but the sweet scent was unintentionally inhaled by Hu Xiaobei, who was standing close by, causing a tingling and alluring sensation.

"Alright, since you're telling the truth, I'll give you a chance."

"What opportunity?" Hu Xiaobei asked, looking surprised.

"I'll give you a chance to accidentally kiss me!" After saying that, An Xiaoqian pouted slightly as if to make him confirm that what she said was true.

Seeing her current state, Hu Xiaobei knew very well that An Xiaoqian hadn't thought things through when she said those two sentences.

If I actually kissed her, she would definitely be caught off guard, and might even feel annoyed and regretful.

He swallowed hard, trying to clear his mind, and gently declined, "Xixi, stop fooling around, go to bed early, it's already very late."

When An Xiaoqian saw that he had declined her suggestion again, she felt a surge of indescribable sadness and heartache.

Her eyes instantly reddened, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and a tear involuntarily fell, flowing back into Hu Xiaobei's heart.

He quickly withdrew his hand and reached out to An Xiaoqian's face, trying to wipe away her tears.

An Xiaoqian stubbornly turned her face away, feeling a tightness in her chest, a sense of loss, grievance, disappointment, unease, and confusion.

Hu Xiaobei immediately realized he had said the wrong thing and quickly made an excuse: "Qianqian, it's not that I don't want to kiss you, I'm just afraid... I can't control myself, I'm afraid I'll hurt you."

So much happened tonight. Our relationship progressed so quickly. We didn't even hold hands or hug before we kissed.

This is too fast. Desire is controlling emotions. What if we do something wrong? You'll regret it when you come to your senses tomorrow..."

An Xiaoqian turned her face around, her eyes fixed on Hu Xiaobei, and said stubbornly and earnestly, "We've always held hands and hugged many times. You kissed me and touched me tonight. Are these things fake?"

"Tonight was an accident. The hand-holding and hugging we did before weren't the kind of hand-holding and hugging that you have when you're in love, so they don't count..." Hu Xiaobei explained in a low voice, trying to clarify the difference.

“Okay, even if everything before was an accident,” An Xiaoqian interrupted his explanation directly.

She took a deep breath, as if she had made a great decision, and mustered her courage to say, "Then it's not an accident now." When Hu Xiaobei heard the first sentence, he instantly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, he couldn't help but freeze on the spot, a look of doubt on his face.

Just then, An Xiaoqian pouted and, without thinking, bumped her mouth into Hu Xiaobei's mouth.

The two were very close, and An Xiaoqian had her arms wrapped around Hu Xiaobei's neck, her movements both fierce and cute.

Hu Xiaobei had no time to dodge and could only grit his teeth and endure this sudden "attack".

In an instant, their lips met, and with a "click," their teeth collided.

Hu Xiaobei's brows furrowed in pain, but he could only pretend to be calm in order to take care of An Xiaoqian's feelings.

On the other hand, An Xiaoqian suddenly pouted, and glistening tears instantly welled up in her eyes. The tears swirled in her eyes, making her look pitiful and about to cry, which made people's hearts tighten.

The two stared at each other, and the previously romantic atmosphere instantly vanished.

Looking at An Xiaoqian's pitiful appearance, Hu Xiaobei felt both angry and amused. He felt helpless yet found her appearance quite adorable, and he stood there stunned.

An Xiaoqian subconsciously pulled her right hand back, covered her lips and teeth, and said reproachfully, "Ugh...it's all your fault..." Before she could finish speaking, she gasped in pain again.

Hu Xiaobei quickly comforted him in a low voice and took the initiative to admit his mistake, even though he didn't know what he had done wrong.

Once An Xiaoqian recovered, she hurriedly reached out her right hand and continued to wrap her arms around Hu Xiaobei's neck, as if afraid he would take the opportunity to run away.

This invisible "attack" instantly shattered Hu Xiaobei's defenses.

His heart softened, and he felt that things like perseverance and unexpected events were no longer so important.

Unbeknownst to him, he had quietly taken up such an important place in An Xiaoqian's heart.

He thought to himself, "So... Sisi already cares about me this much!"

Without further hesitation, Hu Xiaobei stepped forward.

Their foreheads touched again, and the moment their noses met, their warm breaths mingled once more.

Soon, their breathing rhythms began to synchronize, gradually creating that ambiguous atmosphere once again.

You breathe in, I breathe out; I breathe out, you breathe in.

Gradually, their breathing formed a rhythmic cycle, and their bodies and minds were filled with each other's breath.

Their breathing became slow and long, then became increasingly rapid.

Perhaps in the next instant, emotions will erupt like a volcano.

An Xiaoqian seemed to sense something and subconsciously held her breath, blinking her innocent big eyes as she quietly stared at Hu Xiaobei, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Hu Xiaobei tried hard to suppress his inner impulse, reached out and gently pinched An Xiaoqian's chin, rubbing it slightly downwards, and smiled warmly: "Silly girl, I'll teach you how to kiss, be good, stick out your little tongue."

An Xiaoqian's mouth was slightly open as she was being rubbed, but her mind was blank. Her eyes were filled with Hu Xiaobei's sincere gaze, and she obediently stuck out a little bit of her tongue.

Hu Xiaobei, however, was in no hurry, and simply responded affectionately to An Xiaoqian's gaze.

Several seconds later, she asked softly, "Sissi, may I try some, please..."

An Xiaoqian's body tensed up, trembling, and she made a barely audible soft "hmm" sound.

Hu Xiaobei smiled slightly, parted his lips slightly, and slowly, bit by bit, took in the long-protruding little tongue.

(End of this chapter)