Mist

Chapter 85: Our Reality

How to help?
Ji Yushi only felt that his fingers and palms were hot, making him hardly dare touch let alone hold it.

“Ji Yushi.” Song Qinglan sounded like he was enduring with difficulty, but he still couldn’t help but tease, “You don’t know how?”
Ji Yushi, “Mhn.”

Song Qinglan immediately understood.
He gently held the other person’s pale hands, covering the back of their hand with his palm, and his voice became even hoarser, “Just…..like this.”

….Like this.

Ji Yushi didn’t have much strength left and his arms were limp. If it wasn’t for Song Qinglan guiding him, even his five fingers would have been unable to exert strength.
His heart was pounding loudly. It was even faster than when he finished off just now. The pounding in his ears felt like it was almost about to burst through his eardrums. The sensation coming from his palm was too terrifying. He laid on his back looking up. Although he actually wanted to take a look, he still covered his eyes with his arm.

After all, this was his first time doing this kind of thing. He was not much better than Song Qinglan.

They had been together for less than three days.
Were they progressing too quickly?
It was like a dream.

Ji Yushi belatedly had this thought surface in his mind when his arm was pulled away.
Song Qinglan lowered his head, his eyes heavy and deep, “Will you remember?”

“Remember what?” As soon as Ji Yushi spoke, he discovered that his voice was also very hoarse. It only contained the aftermath of just now, and also some shame.

Suddenly, and with some force, Song Qinglan’s body gave him a demonstration.

Ji Yushi’s palm felt like it was about to catch fire.
He immediately understood, “…..No!”

Song Qinglan released his hand, but he didn’t show any signs of finishing.
This time Ji Yushi could see it clearly. Blood instantly boiled inside him, and his entire body was burning from head to toe. Before he could turn his head away, he was lifted up by the waist by Song Qinglan.

“You will.” Song Qinglan panted. He brushed away the hair sticking to his sweaty forehead. Once his breathing calmed down slightly, he pressed the tip of his nose against Ji Yushi’s and rubbed against it affectionately, “How I kiss you, hug you, where and what I do, you will remember every detail, unable to forget. Isn’t that right?”

Everything Song Qinglan said was a fact.
At least, with regard to the kiss they shared in the private training room, the memories from that time would resurface again and again without a warning.

Ji Yushi’s face was completely red, but his tone was cold: “Yeah, including sore hands.”
“Then,” Song Qinglan couldn’t help laughing. He kissed his chin, “Help me a little more, just a little longer.”
Ji Yushi: “……Can I take a break?”
Song Qinglan begged in a low voice, “The arrow is already on the bow. Xiao Ji, please have mercy.”

Sitting on Song Qinglan’s lap like this, it was actually quite uncomfortable for Ji Yushi.
The loose bathrobe hung loosely from his body, covering everything except for his long legs and shoulders. His hand lowered again, “…..Mhn.”
……..

“Advisor Ji, go wash your hands.”
Song Qinglan kissed his ear like he was coaxing him and even deliberately spoke seriously.

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Everywhere was a mess. The bed was crumpled to no end and clothes were strewn messily across the floor.
There was the sound of a cat scratching at the door.
It was unknown which ‘predecessor’ had been attracted over by the fierce battle just now.