Chapter 25.1

Qin Shaocheng’s kiss was very gentle, light and soft, and his warm breath was quite close.

Jiang Yishan was so excited, he was trembling. He’d been waiting for this kiss for so long. This moment felt so unreal, as if he’d gone back to the past. Qin Shaocheng was as tender and as affectionate as ever. Every kiss and hug was full of pampering.

His heart was alive.

He couldn’t wait to kiss back. His lips opened to Qin Shaocheng without reservation.

Qin Shaocheng didn’t expect Jiang Yishan to be so eager. He was afraid that Jiang Yishan would pull on his wound, so he hastily held his waist, wanting to stop.

Jiang Yishan wasn’t satisfied. Qin Shaocheng had kissed him. He wanted Qin Shaocheng to hold him again. He moved into Qin Shaocheng’s arms and bit his lips to keep him from leaving.

Qin Shaocheng looked at him helplessly.

Jiang Yishan blinked, his teeth not loosening, and said vaguely, “Embrace me.”

Qin Shaocheng held him in his arms.

Jiang Yishan was extremely happy. He greedily kissed Qin Shaocheng and nestled in his arms to absorb his warmth. He begged sweetly and intimately for Qin Shaocheng not to stop.

Jiang Yishan was too sticky. Qin Shaocheng had been struggling for a while and still couldn’t pull him apart. Over and over, Qin Shaocheng stroked Jiang Yishan’s spine protruding from his back. He was so thin, it was distressing.

Jiang Yishan’s body and mind were both satisfied. He didn’t know how to express such happiness and delight. He was covered with Qin Shaocheng’s touches all over his body until he went soft. He said softly, “I like you holding me like this.”

Anyone who’d see Jiang Yishan’s soft, lovable, and meng [1] look would have to hand over their heart.

Qin Shaocheng held Jiang Yishan’s hand tightly.

The two people were inseparably close together. Jiang Yishan could feel Qin Shaocheng’s desire. He reached out his hand and stroked Qin Shaocheng’s crotch, and his eyes were bright when he looked at him. “You’re hard.”

Qin Shaocheng sighed. “You’ve been kissing me. How could I not be hard?”

If Jiang Yishan had a tail, it would’ve been raised up to the sky long ago. He wouldn’t loosen his grip on Qin Shaocheng. “You still love me. You love me very much.”

Qin Shaocheng pinched his nose.

Jiang Yishan stared at Qin Shaocheng’s lips again. “I’m a little hard…”

“Don’t make trouble. You’re not well yet.”

“Then touch me.” He held onto Qin Shaocheng’s waist and didn’t let go. “Touch me. You touch me.”

“Just touch it, ah.”

Qin Shaocheng pressed Jiang Yishan back to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

Jiang Yishan didn’t give up and struggled to sit up.

“Don’t move!” Qin Shaocheng frowned and shouted, “Your wound hasn’t healed yet!”

Jiang Yishan hadn’t seen this look on Qin Shaocheng’s face for a while, and he subconsciously calmed down. This was reflected in the fact that he couldn’t bear to play with his temper just now. He grabbed the quilt and looked at Qin Shaocheng guiltily. “I just want to kiss you for a while.”

It was as if they’d return to days when Qin Shaocheng didn’t know what to do with Jiang Yishan. Qin Shaocheng thought that he must not spoil Jiang Yishan anymore. He tried to maintain a cold exterior and said, “No.”

Jiang Yishan admitted defeat. “Then, when can we do it?”

Qin Shaocheng thought that Jiang Yishan, this person, really wanted to have his way. He sighed, “Wait until you’re well, and we’ll talk about it again.”

So in the following days, Jiang Yishan incomparably coordinated with the treatment. He had lost too much blood before and was in weak health. Lying in a prostrate position during the first month, his wound healed slowly. Everyday, he’d keep count of the day the doctor said he could get out of bed.