Chapter 226: Chapter 225 Openly Sneaking a Peek (Part 1)
Zhao Meimei finished passing the items, turned around, and couldn’t help blushing. She bit her lower lip, thinking, damn! Damn! Where did they get this stuff from? These guys are really something, they’ve got the real deal!
Zhao Meimei was captivated by the cover of that disc, her heart raced, and for a moment her mouth was dry. Her mind was filled with Shi Yang’s tall and strong body, so much more pleasing to the eye than the unattractive man on the cover.
Those broad shoulders, flat belly, long legs, eyes full of emotion, Zhao Meimei’s thoughts wandered off track, itching to take out her phone, unable to resist the urge to get close to Shi Yang.
Shi Yang, who sat for a long time without standing, suddenly stood for over twenty minutes and actually felt his legs were a bit sore. He paced back and forth to stretch his limbs. His phone buzzed with a message.
Shi Yang took it out and glanced at it, stunned.
"Bro, a classmate asked me to pass something, guess what it was? A porno. And the main actor on it was so ugly."
Shi Yang snorted, replying: You looked pretty closely, what did you see? Was it good?
Zhao Meimei replied instantly: Not as good as you.
Shi Yang smirked, revealing a playful expression: What’s good about me?
Zhao Meimei took her time to reply: Big nest and everywhere looks good.
Shi Yang saw that and even with his thick skin, felt a bit shy, quickly replied: You’re living recklessly! Not studying properly, flirting idly!!
Zhao Meimei sneaked a look at her phone, laughing so hard her shoulders shook, her eyes squinted, grinning from ear to ear.
Finally waiting for the teacher to announce class dismissal, Zhao Meimei quickly packed her things and rushed out of the classroom.
"Zhao Meimei!"
Zhang Zhao suddenly called her.
Zhao Meimei stopped and turned around, Zhang Zhao caught up in a few steps and asked, "Going straight home after school?"
Zhao Meimei looked puzzled, "Well, where would I go if not home? Do you need something from me?"
A flash of extremely complex emotion swiftly crossed Zhang Zhao’s eyes then quickly suppressed: "No, just saying hi."
Zhao Meimei was speechless, waved at him: "Then I’ll go first, my brother’s waiting to pick me up!"
Zhang Zhao nodded, deliberately slowing his pace, soon falling behind Zhao Meimei.
The weather was freezing, Zhao Meimei wrapped in warmth ran out of the classroom, reached Shi Yang, grabbed his hand, and immediately shrank her neck from the cold: "Bro, isn’t it cold?"
Shi Yang clasped her hand and tucked it into his down jacket pocket: "It’s alright, is there a lot of homework today?"
Zhao Meimei walked home with him: "A lot, the teacher went crazy, left a thick stack of papers. Tonight, I’m planning to burn the midnight oil, won’t sleep."
Shi Yang teasingly scratched Zhao Meimei’s palm: "Really not going to sleep?"
Zhao Meimei caught the meaning in Shi Yang’s words, instantly flustered. The desire stirred by the disc cover surged up again, her ears reddened, she coyly asked: "Bro, they say if you stick your tongue on a metal pole in winter, it gets stuck and freezes. Do you think if I lick you, we’ll get stuck mouth to mouth?"
Seeing Zhao Meimei’s eager look, Shi Yang felt like being teased by a cat, one after another, tantalizing him.
Shi Yang showed a playful smile, licked the corner of his mouth: "Wanna try?"
As he spoke, Shi Yang turned his body, standing directly in front of Zhao Meimei, hooked her neck, and kissed her deeply.
Zhao Meimei immediately wrapped her arms around Shi Yang’s waist, responding passionately.
They kissed until they were almost out of breath, then finally separated.
Zhao Meimei’s lips were swollen, breathing unsteady, her eyes like glass beads stared at Shi Yang: "Bro."
Young and restless, Zhao Meimei couldn’t hold back, her hands that were hugging Shi Yang’s waist gradually grew restless, slipping inside the down jacket, feeling through the sweater.
Shi Yang held her hand, smilingly asked: "What are you doing, didn’t get stuck, so want to try your hand?"
Zhao Meimei suddenly reached behind Shi Yang, pinched his butt hard over his pants, grinning like a mischievous cat: "Oops, didn’t stick."
Shi Yang’s eyes darkened, suddenly wrapped Zhao Meimei’s waist, pulled her tightly, their lower bodies pressed together seamless, Shi Yang looked down at Zhao Meimei, warm breath hitting her face: "Wait till we get home, see how I deal with you!"
Shi Yang released her, holding Zhao Meimei as they walked home, barely taking two steps, couldn’t help himself, wrapped his arm around Zhao Meimei’s shoulder, pressed her head closer, gave her a side kiss, then hurriedly led her into their apartment building, quickly climbing upstairs.
Until the hallway was completely silent, two people emerged from the unfixably broken entrance next door.
Xu Xu, face grim, stared fiercely at the empty hallway entrance, unable to describe his feelings.
When he and Wang Jiayue were hiding in the hallway, peeping through the door gap outside, he once felt immensely ashamed, after the impulse subsided, he hesitated, felt what he was doing was disgraceful, even though curious, he thought about leaving, just as he was about to exit the entrance and head home, Zhao Meimei and Shi Yang came over warmly, directly embracing under his nose.
Xu Xu felt blood rushing to his head, so much that his temples buzzed, he froze in place, even forgetting the urge to rush out.
Zhao Meimei and Shi Yang’s sweet nothings, their loving affection, made him want to explode, wishing he were blind, or deaf, unable to see or hear.
He’d long known about their relationship, but knowing and seeing are worlds apart.
Xu Xu’s face paled like paper, except his eyes angrily red, standing at the entrance, body trembling uncontrollably, unable to utter a word.
Beside him, Wang Jiayue’s fair face blushed slightly, large eyes gleaming with hope, gazing at Xu Xu.
Xu Xu stood there motionless for a long time, suddenly walked off, few steps later, he started running.
Wang Jiayue hesitated, hurried to chase him, but lost track of Xu Xu before exiting the neighborhood.
Wang Jiayue walked alone with her backpack, head down to the roadside, hailed a taxi home. During the ride, she looked out at the scenes flashing by, the blush on her face gradually faded, appearing paler than Xu Xu had been before under the flickering streetlights.