HSS CH32

Chapter 32: Does Your Mouth Hurt?

The word “kiss” pounded in Lin Miao’s heart like drums, making his heartbeat suddenly race, blood rushing to his face, and the climbing heat burning his mind as if it were muddled. “Wha…… What?” he stammered.

Huo Yuchuan leaned down, licking away the cream from the corner of his lips, his voice secretive and husky, “Consider it as my birthday gift, okay?”

The spot where his tongue swept over felt even hotter. Lin Miao’s mouth slightly agape, he stood there like a wooden doll, dazed and stunned, wanting to say something but unable to think of anything.

“I……”

Huo Yuchuan captured his lips.

Lin Miao’s mind felt like fireworks exploding with a “boom.”

Huo Yuchuan nibbled on his lips, from gentle to fierce, their breaths hot and intertwined, his tongue exploring deeper into his mouth.

“Ugh……”

Lin Miao went limp on the sofa, his hands unconsciously clutching tightly onto Huo Yuchuan’s shirt sleeves. The sweet cream scent mingled in their mouths, flowing down their throats.

“Huo…… Yuchuan……”

Lin Miao was a bit out of breath, struggling a few times before Huo Yuchuan slightly pulled away.

Lin Miao’s eyes were red at the corners. He panted softly, still not fully recovered, his damp eyes staring blankly at Huo Yuchuan, their intermingled breaths falling between them.

He moved his lips, about to say something, when Huo Yuchuan suddenly kissed him again.

This time, it was even more fierce than before. Huo Yuchuan held his face with one hand, not allowing him to dodge or retreat, his warm lips and tongue invading deeply without restraint.

Lin Miao’s head spun, unable to think clearly in his daze, until the damp palm slipped under his clothes and touched his narrow waist……

Lin Miao jolted awake and abruptly pushed him away.

He didn’t care about anything else, pulled down his clothes, and leaped off the sofa like a rabbit, running away with a red face.

“Lin Miao!”

He covered his ears and ran for a long distance before slowly stopping, hailing a taxi back to school.

Huo Yuchuan called him, but he didn’t answer.

As soon as he got to the dormitory, he climbed into bed and buried himself under the quilt.

Only He Yu and Jiang Leming were in the dormitory; Zhou Zhuo had gone to play basketball.

He Yu was studying at the desk, and Jiang Leming was playing games on the bed. Seeing Lin Miao wriggling under the quilt, he couldn’t help but ask, “Miao, what are you wriggling for? You’re going to collapse the bed.”

Lin Miao mumbled, “Nothing.”

Jiang Leming became even more curious, stopped playing the game, and crawled over to lift the quilt.

Lin Miao looked up, his face as red as a persimmon.

Jiang Leming was startled, “Do you have a fever?! Why is your face so red?”

Lin Miao shook his head, trying to bury himself under the quilt again.

He Yu, startled by Jiang Leming’s shout, also came over to see.

“What’s wrong?” He looked closely and was also surprised, “Why is your mouth swollen too?”

Jiang Leming slapped his thigh, “So you’re secretly dating and didn’t tell us?!”

Lin Miao immediately denied it, “I’m not.”

Jiang Leming didn’t believe him, “Then whose kiss made your mouth swell?”

Lin Miao, unable to find an excuse, said, “I bit myself!”

Jiang Leming and He Yu: “……”

Lin Miao really couldn’t face anyone, grabbed the quilt again, and buried himself under it, telling Jiang Leming and He Yu to leave him alone.

He hid under the quilt, his mind filled with the image of Huo Yuchuan pressing him down on the sofa and kissing him so fiercely, so hot……

His face grew even hotter.

His phone “dinged,” and Lin Miao took it out to see Huo Yuchuan asking, “Does your mouth hurt?”

Lin Miao wrapped himself tighter in the quilt, “Don’t talk about it!”

Huo Yuchuan: “Can do but can’t talk about it?”

Lin Miao: “……”

“It was you who kissed first, and I didn’t agree!”

Huo Yuchuan: “So the wish didn’t come true?”

Huo Yuchuan: “Then make another one?”

Lin Miao almost smashed his phone, “You have such thick skin!”

Huo Yuchuan didn’t argue, “Yeah, because I’m happy.”

He said, “The birthday wish came true.”

“I kissed the person I like.”

Lin Miao wriggled under the quilt again.

He thought he probably wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight.

But he didn’t. He slept soundly until a little after ten the next morning. When he woke up, he saw that Huo Yuchuan had sent him a message around seven in the morning, saying, “Let me know when you wake up.”

Lin Miao rubbed his eyes and asked, “Why?”

In a short while, Huo Yuchuan replied, “To bring breakfast to the person I like.”

Lin Miao was taken aback and typed reluctantly, “No.”

Huo Yuchuan: “Then I’ll go to your dormitory and light candles to confess.”

“Plus, I’ll bring ninety-nine roses.”

Lin Miao: “……”

Lin Miao was suddenly wide awake.

Half an hour later, Lin Miao sat at a corner stone table downstairs in the dormitory, eating the breakfast Huo Yuchuan had brought over.

The tall trees shaded a small area, separating him from the crowd coming and going outside the dormitory.

Lin Miao bit into the soft and sticky taro cake, suddenly missing Aunt Chen; he took another bite of the crispy-on-the-outside, soft-on-the-inside croissant—missing Aunt Chen even more.

Huo Yuchuan took out the straw from the milk and handed it to him.

Lin Miao, still not recovered from yesterday’s kiss, felt a bit shy to look at him and stammered, “Wh-why are you suddenly bringing breakfast?”

Huo Yuchuan reached up and wiped a bit of bread crumb from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly, “Isn’t this how you pursue someone?”

This action was too similar to yesterday’s cream-licking incident, and Lin Miao quickly pulled away, muttering around the milk straw, “I don’t know, I’ve never pursued anyone.”

Huo Yuchuan propped his elbow on the stone table and leaned in a bit, saying, “This is also my second time pursuing someone.”

Lin Miao’s mind exploded, “Second time?!”

Huo Yuchuan nodded, “The first time was in junior high.”

“Junior high?!” Lin Miao stood up abruptly, indignantly saying, “You actually had early romance?!”

Huo Yuchuan: “No.”

Lin Miao: “But you said……”

“I didn’t succeed,” Huo Yuchuan looked at him, “You said you wanted to go to college.”

Lin Miao’s mind almost couldn’t keep up, “So what if I go to college? It’s not like I’m dating you!”

Huo Yuchuan stared at him without speaking.

Lin Miao suddenly choked, “You…… you in junior high……”

Huo Yuchuan looked up at him, the fragmented sunlight filtering through the tree shade falling on them.

“Lin Miao,” Huo Yuchuan grabbed his hand and said slowly, “You got into college.”

“There’s no need to worry about early romance, going to pick trash.”

“You can be in a relationship now.”