Shadow of Chinese Entertainment

Chapter 338 Ending
Hu Xiaobei picked up the limp, weakling in his arms and carefully placed her on the sofa, letting her lean softly against him.

Then, he gently embraced An Xiaoqian with one hand, his fingers tapping lightly with an inexplicable rhythm, while his other hand held her slightly cool, soft hand and stroked it gently for a while, as if he were playing with a rare treasure.

An Xiaoqian's cheeks still held the blush of waning passion, and even the tips of her ears were faintly pink.

Hu Xiaobei's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he couldn't help but give her a light kiss on the forehead, a gentle yet playful smile curving his lips.

"Sissi, you said there's a ten-day transition period, how about we draw up a 'close contact agreement'? That way we can maintain a reasonable distance while still satisfying my feelings and impulses towards you, what do you think?"

An Xiaoqian had just recovered some strength when she heard this, and her body tensed up slightly for a moment. She turned her face away to avoid his still burning gaze.

She scoffed, her proud nose wrinkling slightly: "Hmph, I don't believe it. This treaty is definitely another trap for me!"

As she spoke, she unconsciously shifted to the side, only to be pulled even tighter into Hu Xiaobei's embrace, his warm breaths constantly assaulting her reddened earlobes.

"No way! I'm doing this so we can get through these ten days peacefully." Hu Xiaobei said as he manipulated his shadow to fetch paper and pen, and then, holding the pen in his shadow hand, he began to write in mid-air.

"Come on, I'll write it down now. First rule: No more than twelve hugs a day, and no more than one minute each time."

"Only ten..."

An Xiaoqian blurted it out, but before she could finish, she realized she had misspoke, and her cheeks turned even redder.

She quickly corrected herself, explaining, "I... I meant we could limit the time to ensure safety."

But limiting the number of hugs would be too deliberate! It's like... it's like we're just completing a daily hugging task..."

Hu Xiaobei's lips curled up, and his smile deepened: "That makes sense. I was originally going to add a restriction that the interval between each hug should not be less than three minutes."

The way you put it makes it seem a bit too deliberate.

Okay, then let's just keep the first rule as 'each hug must not exceed one minute,' how about that?

"Whatever you want~" An Xiaoqian turned her face away, not looking at him, but she couldn't suppress the curve of her lips.

"Secondly, regarding kisses..." Hu Xiaobei deliberately dragged out the last syllable, whetting everyone's appetite: "The maximum number of kisses per day... uh, there's no limit to the number of kisses anymore, so each kiss can't exceed ten seconds."

“So short…” An Xiaoqian’s almond-shaped eyes widened, and she couldn’t help but retort again.

She raised her left hand, which wasn't being held, and lightly punched him, pouting: "Hu Xiaobei, are you doing this on purpose?! It's only been ten seconds, who do you think you are!"

Hu Xiaobei released his right hand, which he had been playing with, and instead took her left hand, gently kissing it: "Okay, okay, thirty seconds each time, that should be enough, right?"

As he spoke, he deliberately raised an eyebrow, his gaze sweeping over An Xiaoqian's slightly parted lips with a half-smile, his disdain evident in his words.

An Xiaoqian was unconvinced, but his burning gaze made her ears burn. Yet she stubbornly maintained her composure: "Thirty seconds? That's not enough for me to warm up! Give me... give me... give me a minute..."

As she finished speaking, her voice softened unconsciously, reflecting her growing confidence.

Seeing her stubborn little face, Hu Xiaobei's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help but lower his head and capture the beauty's fragrant lips.

Before three times, the teeth had been slightly broken, and the little tongue had been captured and savored.

One minute later, Hu Xiaobei withdrew his supernatural powers.

Looking at the adorable, weakling in his arms, he smiled and commented, "Not bad, not bad, you actually lasted a minute. No wonder you're so confident. Very good... I love seeing you blush and your heart race when I kiss you."

An Xiaoqian was filled with shame and indignation at what he said. She wanted to pull her left hand back and hit him again, but she had no strength left in her body. Instead, Hu Xiaobei held her hand even tighter.

She was a little disappointed, her lips slightly pouting, and she sighed inwardly: An Xiaoqian, An Xiaoqian! You're already an evolved being, how come you still can't muster any strength after being kissed...

Hu Xiaobei shook his head smugly and continued writing the treaty: "Article 3: Holding hands is allowed without limit on the number of times or the duration. Also, you can hug while sleeping at night, but you can't take advantage of the situation to launch a surprise attack."

"So many rules!" An Xiaoqian was a little reluctant. In the past, every night when they went to sleep, Hu Xiaobei was afraid of things going wrong and dared not do anything reckless.

Therefore, the time before falling asleep each night is basically her highlight moment, when she can confidently and boldly display her skills.

Although she was eventually suppressed by Hu Xiaobei, she had at least stirred up trouble and had her fill of fun.

"This is hardly much; it's all to maintain distance in the final moments." Hu Xiaobei showed her the written agreement: "Is there anything else you want to add?"

An Xiaoqian carefully read the three points and thought for a moment: "Hmm... You can't launch a surprise attack. You need to give me some time to prepare before you kiss me."

Hu Xiaobei readily agreed, "Sure, no problem! Don't you know me?" After saying that, he lowered his head and gently kissed An Xiaoqian's fragrant lips twice.

Seeing that he agreed so readily, An Xiaoqian nodded in satisfaction: "That's about right."

“Okay, we need to sign this agreement for it to take effect.” Hu Xiaobei said, then picked up a pen and rewrote the three clauses before signing his name.

"Come on, you sign and put your fingerprint on it too." He raised his chin slightly, gesturing towards the paper and pen.

An Xiaoqian had a sudden thought, and a graceful figure took the pen and paper, signed her English name: "Is this okay?"

“Of course, from now on, we’ll stick to the agreement.” Hu Xiaobei manipulated the shadow to put away the paper and pen, then shifted his position, making An Xiaoqian more comfortable. An Xiaoqian contentedly enjoyed her lover’s tenderness, and after a long while, as if suddenly remembering something, she blinked her innocent eyes and asked, “I feel like something’s not right, Xiaobei, I… have I fallen for your trick again?”

"Really? Where did you fall for it?" Hu Xiaobei's right hand roamed freely, sensing the beauty's emotions.

An Xiaoqian trembled slightly, bit her lower lip, and frowned: "Hmm... I don't know either, but I feel like I've fallen for your trick~"

Hu Xiaobei's lips curled up slightly, a sly glint in his eyes, as he recalled a conversation they had had long ago.

So he asked in a serious tone, "Really? Did you feel very relaxed and comfortable after falling for my trick?"

An Xiaoqian's lips twitched slightly, looking a little aggrieved. But then, as if remembering something, she nodded and chimed in, "It seems so!"

Hu Xiaobei reached out and pinched An Xiaoqian's smooth and delicate chin, boldly encouraging her, "Then don't think about who fell into whose trap anymore, just enjoy life happily."

His voice was deep and ambiguous, the last syllable carrying a burning heat, brushing lightly against An Xiaoqian's flushed cheeks like a feather.

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly moved closer, lowered his head, and took the initiative to start a new round of fighting.

An Xiaoqian gave a soft "hmm," and without time to think it over, she could only passively face the enemy.

But the moment their lips touched, she was overwhelmed by an overwhelming tenderness.

Hu Xiaobei's kiss carried the familiar scent of hormones, from the initial gentle probing to the gradually deepening affection.

Within just a few moments, An Xiaoqian's thoughts were in complete disarray, and she forgot what she had said earlier.

Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei changed his tactics this time and was no longer in a hurry to conquer cities and territories.

He first held her fragrant lips in his mouth and gently caressed them, their breaths mingling and mingling, his tongue like a paintbrush, delicately outlining the soft curves of her lips.

Only when he sensed her body and mind gradually relaxing did he gently part her lips with an irresistible tenderness, like a spring breeze melting snow.

The moment their tongues touched, their tender feelings transformed into two intertwined serpents, weaving a web of affection between their warm lips and teeth.

An Xiaoqian felt all her strength gradually draining away under this gentle onslaught. Her fingertips unconsciously curled into the hair behind his neck, and she was completely immersed in this suffocating sweetness, like melting spring snow.

Five minutes later, their lips parted.

An Xiaoqian felt that this verbal battle was quite exquisite, and she still had energy left. She couldn't help but think: I, An Xiaoqian, am by no means a weakling. I was just unable to fight for long in the past because I had never experienced the true essence of verbal combat.

This time, through diligent practice, I have come to realize that worldly affairs are like cultivation, requiring gradual progress and comprehensive understanding.

Her eyes sparkled as she gave Hu Xiaobei a coquettish glance, then slowly rose from his embrace, taking three light steps forward with her jade-like feet, leaving behind a faint, sweet fragrance.

She put her left hand behind her back, pointed her right hand in the air, and kept her body turned to one side, leaving only a slender back view, the outline of her face appearing and disappearing in the light and shadow.

Strands of hair fell over her shoulders, partially obscuring her flushed earlobes, as if she were deliberately hiding the traces of her recent indulgence.

"Hu Xiaobei, we are evenly matched, and it's hard to say who will win..."

Her voice carried a deliberately lowered languidness, with a light, rising tone at the end, sounding both provocative and inviting, displaying the demeanor of a peerless master.

Before she could finish speaking, Hu Xiaobei had already quietly come to An Xiaoqian's side, and with a sweeping embrace, pulled the peerless master back into his arms. He even deliberately breathed hot air close to her ear: "A worthy opponent? Xiaoqian, are you inviting me to a rematch?"

Before she could finish speaking, An Xiaoqian felt a tightness around her waist, and she was lifted into the air and spun halfway around, facing those smiling faces.

"Wait! The treaty says..." Before she could finish speaking, Hu Xiaobei gently pinched her chin with his warm fingertips.

"The treaty only says that kissing should not exceed one minute, but it doesn't say that you can't kiss for ten rounds in a row."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Xiaobei's thumb lightly pressed down on her chin, as if asserting some kind of secret sovereignty. The warm touch spread through her entire body like an electric current.

An Xiaoqian's pearly teeth involuntarily parted slightly under the pressure. Before she could react, Hu Xiaobei's hot tongue had already forcefully probed in, conquering her lips and teeth.

An Xiaoqian was almost breathless from the kiss. When her fingers touched his taut waistline in her panic, she suddenly remembered the "no surprise attack" clause in the treaty.

Unfortunately, with the enemy at the gates, she was kissed so hard she couldn't speak, and her thoughts were scattered and disorganized like a defeated army.

A minute later, their lips parted.

A minute later, An Xiaoqian finally recovered, her chest still heaving slightly, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, and her cheeks puffing out slightly: "Hu Xiaobei! You broke the rules! What happened to the rule against surprise attacks?"

Her pink lips, glistening with moisture, were slightly pouted, exuding a mix of grievance and endearing charm. Her cheeks still held a lingering blush, making her so adorable that one wanted to gently poke her.

Hu Xiaobei stared at the tempting little bun in front of him, his Adam's apple bobbing. He deliberately put on an innocent look: "It was clearly classmate Qianqian who was lonely and said she had met her match. I was just responding to the invitation to spar. How did that break the rules?"

Before An Xiaoqian could refute, he suddenly snapped his fingers, and the paper that had just drafted the treaty flew out of the drawer and hung in front of the two of them.

At the end, a line of small print was prominently displayed: "The final interpretation of this treaty rests with Hu Xiaobei. Any objections must be submitted personally before reporting to the authorities!!!"

(End of this chapter)