When they left the house, the two were shocked to see that it was snowing outside. Qin Yang shouted, "Oh no!" He pulled He Jin and ran to the parking lot. The snow was very heavy. Within a few minutes, the ground was covered in a layer of white. It would be difficult to drive any longer.
"If I had known, I wouldn't have come. I reckon I'm already home!" Qin Yang mumbled.
He Jin's mind was still on what had happened in the KTV room. Qin Yang had been confessed to by a beautiful girl in front of so many people, but the people around them did not seem surprised. He had been standing there when he heard a boy laugh behind him. "There's this every Valentine's Day, haha!"
That's right. Qin Yang must be used to such things. His expression did not change, and his heart did not jump. Even his rejection was so professional …
If I were to find a girlfriend, you would be the first one I would look for.
How many people had he said this to?
If he rejected him, would he really find a girlfriend?
He Jin felt a pang of jealousy. He did not know why he was feeling so uncomfortable.
The snow was getting heavier as Qin Yang carefully drove the car. Seeing He Jin yawning beside him, he said, "Are you tired? Sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when we arrive."
He Jin was tired. He had not slept the entire night and had worked the entire day. He softly acknowledged and gradually lost consciousness.
I can't go online at night. I should send Shang Huo a message. Otherwise, that guy will be unhappy again …
Sigh, that's not right. Shang Huo is beside me. He is Qin Yang. He knows everything …
I'm the silly one. I'm clearly right under the other party's nose, but I'm still talking about virtual reality …
The heater was on in the car, and it was slightly bumpy due to the slow driving. It was like a bed of hypnosis.
He Jin fell asleep, thinking about Shang Huo and Qin Yang. He was completely defenseless.
Qin Yang turned his head frequently and watched He Jin slowly close his eyes, tilt his head, and shrink his neck as he let out long breaths.
A moment ago, Qin Yang was still depressed about this guy's decisiveness last night. But now, he felt especially at ease. It was as if as long as this person was by his side and stayed where he could see him, he would be able to give him an endless sense of security.
Could it be that once a person was forced into a desperate situation, they would be especially easily satisfied?
Qin Yang's inflated desire to protect her made him slow down the car from 60 km/h to 40 km/h and 30 km/h. Along the way, he even fantasized about a snow disaster. If the road was blocked, he and He Jin would be stuck here. That way, the two of them could stay a little longer.
But no disaster happened. Even with the speed of an electric scooter, it would take one and a half hours to get there.
Qin Yang parked the car and turned off the engine. He Jin hadn't woken up yet. Qin Yang tilted his head and greedily looked at He Jin's current appearance … His lower eyelids were blue, and his lips were slightly white. Compared to the girl who had just confessed to him at the KTV, this person's appearance was almost ordinary. But it was this face that could stimulate all of his impulses and desires.
Qin Yang wanted to pat He Jin's arm to wake him up, but when he stretched out his hand, he changed direction and gently caressed He Jin's face.
If He Jin woke up in the next second, Qin Yang would pretend to pat his face gently and make it seem like he was telling him to wake up … But He Jin was sleeping very soundly. His eyeballs under his eyelids didn't move at all.
This reaction was undoubtedly encouraging Qin Yang to continue. His fingers gently caressed He Jin's cheek … It was real. It was no longer a virtual touch like in a holographic game where there were two helmets between them. It was softer than imagined.
Qin Yang was now afraid that what would wake He Jin up wasn't his hand movements, but his own heavy heartbeat.
He Jin didn't respond. Qin Yang was clearly no longer satisfied with just caressing He Jin's cheek.
The slightly oxygen-deprived environment in the car made his mind pause. He silently unbuckled his seatbelt and leaned over. With one hand on the back of the seat, he held his breath and stared at He Jin's thin lips. Slowly, he kissed them …
No, Qin Yang, you can't continue. You'll be discovered and hated!
There was a voice in his mind that reminded him.
But the touch under his lips and the other person's sweet breath were like poison, forcefully pulling at Qin Yang's rationality. With a bang, something snapped. Qin Yang stuck out his tongue, licked He Jin's lips, and then sucked on them.
It was impossible for He Jin to not wake up after being treated like this.
When his consciousness returned, he was completely stunned. His eyes widened in shock as he looked at the face right in front of him.
Qin Yang's lips loosened. His deep eyes were filled with the same panic as He Jin's.
No one spoke. He Jin's face was pale as he raised his hand to push him away. He wasn't even willing to look at him.
As expected, he was hated!
He was going to run away. Just like the game said, "I'll never talk to you again"!
It was the same eight years ago. He suddenly ran away. Now, he didn't know when he would leave him again. He had sacrificed so much, but he was still rejected so harshly …
The fear of possibly losing He Jin filled Qin Yang's body. It slowly changed and gathered into an evil force. After tonight, he didn't know when he would have the chance to kiss him again. Perhaps he would never have the chance again. Since he wouldn't be able to have him in the future, why not have a taste of him now?
His mood changed in the blink of an eye. In the next second, Qin Yang had no choice but to grab He Jin's hands and press them against both sides of the seat!
"You …" He Jin only had time to say one word before his lips were sealed once again. "Ugh …"
Just as Qin Yang had imagined, He Jin's strength was really very weak. His weak struggle stimulated his raging cells, and his desperately evading tongue attracted him to crazily demand more.
He Jin was surprised by Qin Yang's boldness, but no matter how he dodged, he was firmly controlled and had nowhere to run.
Kissing someone who was asleep carefully and kissing someone who was awake were two completely different feelings.
When the kiss ended, both of their breaths were in chaos …
Qin Yang looked at He Jin and saw that his moist lips were trembling slightly. His cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were watery. His hands were still weakly pushing him away, as if he was attracting him to continue touching him.
He was completely kissed silly. It took him a while to react. Shock, anger, embarrassment, indignation … He Jin hurriedly unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and ran out.
Qin Yang got out of the car from the other side and chased after him, grabbing his hand and pulling him into his arms. He wanted him, wanted him, wanted him. He locked him in his arms like a madman.
"Don't run, don't run …" He was clearly the perpetrator, but his voice was trembling as if he was injured.
He Jin gloomily wanted to shout. Who was the victim here! You still won't say who you are! You kiss me whenever you want, do whatever you want to me, and wantonly provoke my emotions and reactions. Is this fun?
Just because I like you … Just because I like you …
… This bastard!
As a man, the humiliation of being pressed down and kissed without being able to resist made He Jin lose his mind. Thinking of his fear of being a man, he instantly blamed all of this on Qin Yang's appearance and actions. That's right, it was all because of Qin Yang that he had become like this. That was why he had such a reaction from a kiss!
"Let go!" The sullen feeling from being played came rushing back. He Jin frantically struggled free and angrily punched Qin Yang.
Qin Yang was also stunned. His eyes were red and his face was stinging. He stood there stupidly, tasting the bitter fruit of his impulsiveness.
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