Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 337 Line of Defense
If there are books, it's short; if there are no books, it's long.

As the wedding date approached, An Xiaoqian was no longer so fearless and reckless.

After all, in terms of combat strength, she was no match for Hu Xiaobei during their daily kissing, and would be defeated in just three to five minutes.

Although the two haven't reached the final step yet, some principles should be shared.

At least, An Xiaoqian didn't think she could beat Hu Xiaobei in some aspects.

If she were to continue showing off her presence in front of Hu Xiaobei at this point, wouldn't that be blatantly asking him to bully her in the future?
she!
An Xiaoqian!
That would be incredibly unwise!

Based on her understanding of Hu Xiaobei, a ten-day transition period would be enough!

If Hu Xiaobei hadn't launched a counterattack beforehand, then her thinking wouldn't have been wrong.

Unfortunately, there is no if!
As night fell through the French windows, An Xiaoqian hid behind the wardrobe and stuffed the sexy pajamas her girlfriends had given her into the innermost layer.

As her fingertips brushed against the silk fabric, her ears instantly flushed red. She suddenly remembered Hu Xiaobei's lustful gaze from last night, as if he wanted to devour her whole.

Ever since she decided to "strategically retreat," she hasn't even dared to wear the "battle armor" her best friend gave her.

"Sissi, what are you doing hiding there?"

Hu Xiaobei's voice suddenly came from the doorway, startling her so much that she deliberately flinched, and her "battle robe" fell to her feet.

Hu Xiaobei leaned against the door frame, his left hand with the five fingers slightly bent into a lotus shape and placed against his chest, while his right index and middle fingers tapped lightly as if he were plucking a flower.

He was making a Buddhist hand gesture, but his smile was lewd: "So you were hiding here struggling with your pajamas? Hallelujah, nun, are you trying to seduce me again?"

An Xiaoqian hurriedly kicked off her pajamas, stubbornly protesting, "I wasn't being argumentative! It's just... I just don't think pink looks very nice~"

"Oh? No challenge? So you're trying to seduce me!"

Hu Xiaobei took two steps closer, bent down and picked up the pajamas from the ground: "You don't like these pink pajamas, but you still want to secretly change into them? And you still say you're not trying to seduce me?"

An Xiaoqian snorted softly, wanting to say that she only didn't like it for the time being, but she still took a half step back, pressed her back against the wardrobe door, and watched helplessly as he unfolded his sexy pajamas.

The lace neckline shimmered under the light, trembling gently as Hu Xiaobei unfolded it.

For a moment, even the moonlight shining through the folds of the fabric trembled, conveying a sense of "surrender," much like her uncontrollable heartbeat at that moment.

Hu Xiaobei raised an eyebrow and reached out to ruffle An Xiaoqian's hair, but she nimbly dodged him.

She teleported to the bedside in an instant, grabbed a pillow and held it in front of her chest like a cute little kitten: "Don't come any closer! I'm telling you, I have a 'no-fight' sign for the next ten days!"

"A truce?" Hu Xiaobei stopped in his tracks, deliberately putting on a stern face. "What truce? I don't know anything about that."

"I suggested it myself!" An Xiaoqian hugged her pillow even tighter.

"From today onwards, I'm going to keep my distance and hold the line. If you dare to launch a sneak attack..."

She paused, then suddenly remembered the time she was kissed so hard her legs went weak, and her momentum immediately weakened: "I'll... I'll tell Mom you bullied me!"

Hu Xiaobei chuckled, took two steps forward, and kissed the back of her hand: "Auntie? Hasn't Auntie been wanting to hold her grandson for a long time? Do you think she'll be on your side?"

An Xiaoqian looked up abruptly, only to be met with his smiling eyes.

For a moment, my heart seemed to skip a few beats.

“Um…” She shrank back, but Hu Xiaobei pressed her wrist with his fingertips.

"I'll go get some water!"

Before he could react, An Xiaoqian darted out of the bedroom like a startled rabbit.

Hu Xiaobei smiled slightly as he watched her flustered back, then picked up Qianqian's sexy nightgown and ran his fingertips along the lace edge.

Suddenly, I remembered that when she was hiding behind the wardrobe, her ears were as red as ripe cherries.

I can't help but sigh: So many years have passed, and we've finally reached the point where the offensive and defensive positions are reversed. Hehe, this is really exciting!

Just thinking about being able to tease An Xiaoqian every day in the future gives it something to look forward to!
The soft clinking of glasses came from the living room. When An Xiaoqian returned with a glass of water, she saw Hu Xiaobei still standing there, clutching her pajamas in his hand.

She panicked for a moment, put the water glass on the bedside table, turned around and tried to crawl into the quilt to wrap herself up, but Hu Xiaobei gently hugged her from behind.

"Why are you hiding?" Hu Xiaobei rested his chin lightly on her shoulder, his voice muffled: "Didn't we say we should keep our distance? Let's talk about the degree of this distance."

An Xiaoqian leaned against Hu Xiaobei's chest, smelling his familiar scent, and her legs involuntarily went weak.

She struggled symbolically for a moment, but Hu Xiaobei hugged her even tighter, his nose brushing against her ear: "There are still ten days of transition period, does that mean we can't even kiss or hug?"

“…I can hug you.” She muttered softly, her fingers clutching the hem of his clothes. “But only like this, no other things!” Hu Xiaobei chuckled softly, tightening his arms around her as he felt the soft body in his embrace.

He couldn't resist turning his head and placing a light kiss on her hair, his tongue lightly licking her earlobe: "Okay, okay, I won't do anything rash."

An Xiaoqian trembled, her lips slightly pouting: "You're cheating again! Your tongue touched me just now!"

"Really?" Hu Xiaobei pretended to be naive, gently pinching and kneading her reddened earlobe with his fingertips.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth again and took that burning earlobe into his mouth, sucking and rubbing it as he asked indistinctly, "Is this a sheep?"
"No, that's not it..." An Xiaoqian's body went limp, but he lifted her by the waist and pulled her into his arms.

Her earlobe was still between his warm lips and teeth, a ticklish sensation sending shivers down her spine. Her voice trailed off, the last syllable trembling into a breathy whisper: "You... you were doing it on purpose..."

Hu Xiaobei chuckled softly, his warm breath slowly seeping into her ear, making her lose some of her strength.

"What did I do on purpose? Didn't I deliberately show you?"

He pressed down on An Xiaoqian's conscience with one hand and gently pinched her chin with the other, shifting it slightly to the side.

Then, he leaned over and took her lips into his mouth, gently sucking on them as she opened her mouth to inhale.

"I will abide by the ten-day transition period you mentioned. However, I will gradually break down your defenses during these ten days?"

Then, on the wedding day, I'll completely break down that defense and make you truly my woman.

An Xiaoqian was deeply moved by his kiss. Her hands, which were originally clutching the hem of his clothes, seemed to want to push him away but then stopped. In her panic, her fingertips brushed against the firm muscles of his waist and abdomen.

The instantaneous sensation surged through her fingertips like an electric current, causing her to subconsciously curl her fingers, her fingertips unwittingly tracing the lines of Hu Xiaobei's abdominal muscles.

For a moment, instead of letting go, he explored half an inch deeper along her waistline, and her body, which had become weak from the kiss, unconsciously leaned forward.

Taking advantage of the situation, Hu Xiaobei launched a series of attacks. An Xiaoqian whimpered and tried to dodge, but he held her by the back of her neck and kissed her even deeper.

The moment he broke through An Xiaoqian's defenses, Hu Xiaobei ventured in alone, sucking on her tongue and then quickly entwining it with her trembling little tongue, indulging in passionate caresses.

Their breaths had long since intertwined into a scorching vortex, and the soft, watery sounds that escaped between their lips and teeth seeped into their hearts.

Hu Xiaobei only reluctantly released his tongue when he had won seven battles in a row, and An Xiaoqian's legs were so weak that they were about to slide down his chest.

He pressed his thumb against An Xiaoqian's reddened lips, gently stroking the corner of her moist lips, his eyes surging with a turbulent emotion that seemed to overwhelm her: "A defeated opponent, still on guard?"

That triumphant voice, still carrying the lingering scent of their recent passionate encounter, tickled An Xiaoqian's flushed cheeks.

"You...you always do this...you just bully me~" She gasped for breath, weakly raising her hand to lightly punch Hu Xiaobei's shoulder, but he gently grasped her wrist and pressed it to his lips for a light kiss.

"What, now you're saying I bullied you?"

Hu Xiaobei's hand covered her slender waist, gently kneading it through her thin nightgown. He grinned mischievously, turned his neck, pulled open her collar, and revealed the teeth marks remaining above her shoulder: "I don't know who bit me and wouldn't let go last night, leaving a crescent mark here?"

An Xiaoqian's pretty face instantly turned bright red. She tried to push him away in a panic, but he grabbed her wrist.

Hu Xiaobei's Adam's apple bobbed as he drew closer, his warm breath brushing against her ear: "Trying to avoid a fight? You were so fierce when you bit me."

His fingertips deliberately brushed against An Xiaoqian's reddened earlobe, his voice teasingly ambiguous: "Now you're shy?"

"Hu! Xiao! Bei!" She was both ashamed and angry, her ears turning as red as if they were bleeding. "You've bullied me again!"

"Don't be angry. Try to think more positively. Actually, when haven't I ever bullied you?"

Hu Xiaobei chuckled as he pulled An Xiaoqian into his arms, his palm sliding slowly upwards from her lower back, then he grabbed her delicate hand and pressed it against his chest: "Come on! I'll give you another chance for revenge, since your 'Medal of Honor' hasn't been erased yet!"

An Xiaoqian's gaze fell on the mark, and her fingertips curled up involuntarily—it was a mark she had "accidentally" bitten herself on last night when she was aroused.

At this moment, Hu Xiaobei deliberately displayed her "masterpiece" without reservation, and the back of her ears couldn't help but feel burning hot.

"Not going to look?" Hu Xiaobei suddenly took her lower lip into his mouth and gently pulled it, his tongue slipping in again, entwining with her soft, fragrant tongue and rubbing against it.

Until An Xiaoqian's legs went weak and she slumped limply into his arms.

Hu Xiaobei then curled his lips into a smile, his eyes filled with a triumphant grin: "Ten days from now, you will be my wife..."

His fingers gently caressed An Xiaoqian's flushed cheeks, his voice low and smug: "It's not too much to ask for some interest now, is it?"

An Xiaoqian leaned against Hu Xiaobei's chest, feeling a tingling sensation all over her body, listening to their overlapping heartbeats, and she didn't even have the strength to argue.

She could only bury her burning cheeks in Hu Xiaobei's arms and groan in protest.

But what he got in return was a low, trembling laugh from Hu Xiaobei's chest, and an even tighter embrace.

(End of this chapter)