“How about I teach you?” Yan Xingwei leaned over and pressed Xiao Ling against a big tree.
Xiao Ling felt his heart was in his mouth, not daring to look at Yan Xingwei. He held his breath and nodded, his ears turning red.
“Okay. Look up at me. Don’t look away.”
Xiao Ling got flustered and held his clothes tightly. He was not prepared to face Yan Xingwei. In addition, his face was so red that he thought Yan Xingwei would find him strange, so he didn’t dare to raise his head, afraid to reveal his feelings.
‘He gets shy easily. A few words could embarrass him like that.’
Suddenly, Yan Xingwei blushed and he felt embarrassed.
For an instant, the image of Xiao Ling being naked came across his mind.
Yan Xingwei thought that it was just his imagination, but he knew it wasn’t. Memories of that night came across his mind.
‘Am I crazy? How could I think of that?’
Yan Xingwei had not realized his feelings for Xiao Ling, so he felt he was crazy.
His heart raced for no reason. Perhaps his body knew more than his mind.
“Forget it if you don’t feel used to it. I won’t force you.”
Afraid that his imagination would go wilder, Yan Xingwei dropped the idea.
However, after he spoke, Xiao Ling suddenly tiptoed and kissed him with closed eyes, then he quickly moved away, and Yan Xingwei could hear the pounding of Xiao Ling’s heart.
“I… I’ll go see the refugees.” Following that, Xiao Ling ran away with a burning face.
Yan Xingwei touched the place where Xiao Ling had kissed and muttered, “Are a man’s lips so soft?”
Some scenes suddenly came across his mind. It was Xiao Ling, who cried and struggled. He looked pretty and pitiful.
Yan Xingwei thought it was his imagination, so he felt frustrated.
“Am I crazy? Why do I suddenly think about that?”
He cursed himself, but somehow his mind was in a whirl. Perhaps the scenes in his mind were too sensual.
“Damn it!”
He cursed awkwardly. It was the first time he had such feelings for someone, and the target was a man.
Yan Xingwei felt that no one but himself could touch Xiao Ling.
But he never thought about the reason behind it? Was it because Xiao Ling looked so pitiful and he wanted to protect him? Or was is because he had really fallen for Xiao Ling?
‘Damn it. How could Xiao Ling be so sexy? Why does he make me desire him? I must have thought too much.’
Yan Xingwei denied his feelings, but his face burned. Those scenes came back to his mind, and he could not escape. The scenes were so clear that he seemed to hear Xiao Ling breathe.
‘Damn it, is something wrong with my mind? Why do I feel my imagination is so real? I even feel I have really held his body before.’
Yan Xingwei glanced at his crotch and groaned.
He had no choice but to deal with it himself. He thought he might always have wild imaginations when he saw Xiao Ling in the future.