This Quick Transmigration Experience Is A Bit Sweet Chapter 17

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Chapter 17: You Don't Want To Kiss Me?

 Zong Yuan walked over with an expectant gaze and a complicated expression, "Why are you here?"

Not only did his tone not have the slightest bit of pleasant surprise, he even looked at Fu Xin condescendingly.

Zong Yuan’s father stood up and made a motion to threaten to hit Zong Yuan, "Young Student Fu is the guest I invited, how could you talk like that?"

Fu Xin looked at Zong Yuan aggrievedly, "You don't want to see me."

He sighed faintly, "Zong Yuan, I miss you so much."

Zong Yuan subconsciously glanced at his father when he realized that those words did not sound right in his ears. However, his father’s expression was calm as if he hadn’t noticed anything. He looked at Zong Yuan and stared at him with wide eyes, "Bring Xiao’xin upstairs to hang out. Xiao’xin, leave this sketchbook with me here first."

Fu Xin nodded, then he followed Zong Yuan's steps upstairs. A few words of dialogue were vaguely exchanged between them, "Why didn't you reply?", "Lazy."

Zong Yuan’s father sighed suddenly and called his wife, "Come home earlier tonight for dinner, there's a guest at home."

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Zong Yuan's room was simple and tidy. He closed the door, "Sit down wherever you want."

There were many places to sit in the room. Without even being courteous, Fu Xin squeezed into a space right beside Zong Yuan. His gaze on Zong Yuan was like a lick that drew over his facial features inch by inch. Zong Yuan calmly ignored his gaze, "How did you come here?"

Fu Xin replied, "Uncle Zong heard that I missed you very much, so he brought me here."

Zong Yuan snorted, and made a half smile, "Your flirting game is strong."

"I’m not flirting," Fu Xin retorted seriously. His finger was tempted to make a move as it wandered near Zong Yuan, "I'm chasing you."

"Too young, kid," Zong Yuan turned his head to look at him, and eyeballed him from top to bottom, "You want to successfully woo me just after saying a few words?."

Fu Xin was suddenly shy. He timidly, evasively touched the neckline of his clothes with his hand. His pale neck was dyed a thin red, "It's not that there is no other way."

 Zong Yuan, "..." Can't afford to provoke him. Can't afford to provoke him.

Zong Yuan took the letters Fu Xin sent out from his pocket and despite knowing the answer, he still asked, "What are you trying to say?"

Fu Xin's gentle eyes shifted from the envelope to Zong Yuan's face, "You know."

"No, I do not know."

He smirked and acted extremely distressed, "There is nothing special about this love letter, Tsk, I don't even know how to reply if I wanted to reply."

Fu Xin's long eyelashes fluttered, "Are you forcing me to say it again?"

Zong Yuan's temples became cold, "No."

"I want to date you."

Fu Xin exhausted all his energy to say these words. He was so nervous. His eyes were fixed on Zong Yuan, and he gave him a demand, "Give me an upfront answer."

Zong Yuan felt joyed, "Why don't you say ‘top’ me up front?"

Fu Xin blushed and repeated, "Please- please give me an upfront answer me"

Zong Yuan, "I’ll think about it."

Fu Xin paused; even a few seconds of waiting made him suffer. He frowned, "You’re not allowed to think about it."

He asked, "Did you think about me during the past few days after you got home?"

Zong Yuan nodded.

Fu Xin's face became a bit more relaxed, "If I kiss you, would you hate it?"

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Just saying it without practicing means that you’re putting up a front. Why don’t you try kissing?"

Fu Xin hands and feet stiffened. He looked at Zong Yuan helplessly. Under Zong Yuan's gaze, his face was stained again with a little bit of crimson. His whole entire person was hiding a budding shyness. He gently turned his head and touched Zong Yuan's tall nose with sincerity. The touch was as light as a feather or as a dragonfly touching the surface of water. Just when he was able to sense Zong Yuan's alluring scent, he retreated anxiously in the next second.

Without the slightest ambiguity, he was like a worshipper waiting for salvation by faith.

Zong Yuan looked at his expression, his heart moved, and honestly said, "Not bad."

Fu Xin's heartbeat gradually increased.

Zong Yuan looked a little bit distressed. He reached out his hand to feel Fu Xin's soft lips and there was some dry skin on Fu Xin's lips. As if he was possessed, Zong Yuan leaned forward, and Fu Xin's eyes widened.

One nose tip faced another nose tip and a breath was embraced by another breath.

The atmosphere seemed to be on fire, and burned the two hearts to the point of discomfort..

Zong Yuan laughed lowly and his voice was the sound of a “top”, like a male p*rnographic radio host that appeared in the radio station during the middle of the night. Fu Xin’s ears trembled. "Did you think I was going to kiss you?"

Breathing made the air thicker, and damp hot breaths lingered on Fu Xin's face. His mind was blank; all he knew to do was to stare blankly at Zong Yuan and nod his head foolishly.

Zong Yuan laughed a couple of times again. He cupped Fu Xin's face with both hands, and squeezed the flesh on his face. As if to seduce him, "Then older brother will satisfy you, okay?"

His shape of his lips were beautiful like the most carefully drawn works of art students. Just looking at his lips brought upon rich desires to kiss. Zong Yuan seemed to stroke and caress the corners of Fu Xin's mouth, causing a slight itching.

Fu Xin felt as if a kitten was tickling his heart. He wanted to lean forward. He wanted to press down the heart that was about to jump out of his chest. Zong Yuan saw through his thoughts and became even harsher, "You don't want to kiss me."

I want to, I really want to. 

Fu Xin closed his eyes and had lost all of his sense and reason from the seduction. He leaned over gently.

Zong Yuan curled his lips and smiled.

"Zong Yuan, get down here, where’s my cigarette"

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His angry father shouted with spitting anger downstairs, "Little rascal, tell me, did you take it?"

The charm and gentleness in the room was disrupted mercilessly. Fu Xin took a step back in fright and stared at each other face to face with Zong Yuan. Both of them were dumbfounded.

Regret and sweetness entangled in his heart. It was such a pity, so close, just a bit more.

While he thought about this, he saw Zong Yuan close in on him in one step and slowly bending down.

He firmly fixed Fu Xin's head in place, and while Fu Xin made an expression of shock in his eyes, he kissed Fu Xin fiercely without accepting any rejection.

The only smell that remained on the tip of Fu Xin's nose was the scent of smoke and mint that belonged exclusively to Zong Yuan.

Some things need to be done by the leading party.

When your older brother wants to kiss you, you just have to wait obediently, understand?

Zong Thanks father waited a long time but did not receive any response. He held in his anger and made his way upstairs. Zong Yuan's room door was ajar, "You want to be beaten, right?" He opened the door and saw Fu Xin's lowering his head as he ran into the bathroom with a red face.

Looking well composed, Zong Yuan stood in the room and looked at him with an annoyed face, "Old man, what do want, don't you know how to knock on the door?"

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His dad had a weird feeling but this was interrupted by Zong Yuan. "Little brat, did you steal my cigarettes?"

Zong Yuan lit a cigarette, "No."

You're f*cking smoking my cigarette right now and you still say no.

Fu Xin hid in the bathroom listening to news outside.

In fact, he was still so confused that he can't even connect the words he heard to make sense out of them. He looked at the mirror and his reflection was in it. His cheeks were red and his eyes were glistening with tears---this was the look of amorous desires blossoming.

The Zong Yuan's mother was supposed to say goodbye to her friend at a later time but because of a call from Zong Yuan's father, she rushed back home before six o’clock. There was a young boy in the living room who she didn't recognize so she figured it was the guest that was mentioned during the phone call. Before she could greet him, she realized something was off. Zong Yuan and hid father were sitting far away, and his father looked angry.

The mother spoke words that she was use to saying often , "Had an argument? Who's at fault."

She did not forget to say hello to Fu Xin, and she liked him at the first sight, "Where did this little cutie come from, what's your name?"

Fu Xin was embarrassed to talk, Zong Yuan interjected lazily, "My wife, your future daughter-in-law."

Fu Xin seemed to be hit by a bomb and while he felt helpless, he was filled with happiness.

The mother's eyes widened in surprise, "A girl?"

Fu Xin, "..."

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