Little Love Song

Little Love Song Chapter -12 pt.2

(A big thank you to my proofreader @lynn, dw my translations will get better in the future and hopefully by then you won't have to read my awful translations.)

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Shao Baihan rose up on his legs and walked to the front of the small 5 ft bed (1). He stood there and stared at the bed quietly for some time until finally he drew back the covers and got in.

Seeing Shao Baihan lying down and resting upon his own pillow, Ning Er squeezed his fountain pen nervously, while the thumping of his heart continuously moved up and down in his chest.

After Shao Baihan leisurely turned his body to lay on his side, and seemed to be asleep. Ning Er finally let out a sigh of relief and once again lowered his head, and continued to look over the problems.

Meanwhile under the covers, Shao Baihan buried half of his head into the soft pillow. His whole face had already been burning hot for some time, nevertheless, he took a deep breath as he tried to soundlessly fall asleep,

The faint smell of soap mixed in with the familiar scent of Ning Er.

Smelling such a relaxing scent, Shao Baihan really did fall asleep. When he awoke he urgently felt that something was amiss, so he raised his head and looked up.

A fair youth had his hands folded on top one another with the back of his hands supporting his head. His head was tilted to the side, and he was unexpectedly asleep.

As if for the sake of not wanting to disturb Shao Baihan's sleep, Ning Er leaned his body on to the desk, sleeping. His lips were slightly open, and his beautiful eyes were firmly shut.

Shao Baihan gingerly walked over to Ning Er. Originally, he merely wanted to put Ning Er to bed, but as Shao Baihan stood before the desk, watching the light cast a faint shadow on the youth's face, Shao Baihan's heart gradually began to tremble. Without him even realizing it, an evil idea sprouted out from nowhere. Shao Baihan 's eyes followed the long eyelashes, sliding down to a straight, angular nose, and then on to full, plump lips.

Finally, Shao Baihan's eyes slid over to the neckline of Ning Er's unkempt pajamas.

Due to Ning Er's position, the spaciousness of the pajamas happened to expose a large area of his chest. His fragile clavicle and collarbone were like white jade.

Shao Baihan's lips and mouth were dry as he couldn't help himself from looking down and down...

Large areas of fair skin.

He couldn't see some of the areas of exposed skin. So Shao Baihan calmly leaned forward and looked down Ning Er's neckline.

Suddenly, he saw a little dot hidden in the shadow of Ning Er's clothes.

Shao Baihan froze, his fingers tightly kneaded together. His lips tightened up. Without blinking his eyes, he once again began to move downwards.

Although the two dots were covered by clothes, their faint silhouette could vaguely be seen. As the youth breathed, his chest rose slightly, causing those two alluring, mysterious dots to tremble.

Shao Baihan couldn't help licking his lips as the fiercest impulse of adolescent desire came forth. All of a sudden, he felt a burst of tightness from his pants.

Without even realizing it, Shao Baihan involuntarily reached out a trembling hand to open the collar.

Getting closer and closer.

Shao Baihan was certainly in his right mind. He knew that he should move his hand back, stopping any further movement forward.

But that evil thought overwhelmed his insufficient and young rational reason. In his mind, an unceasing echo reverberated; as long as he removed the clothes little by little, just piece by piece.....