Zongman: Unknowingly trapped in the hatchet

In his arms, the girl's delicate body was trembling slightly because of Su Qing's demands. In the quiet kitchen, the girl's rapid breathing sounded particularly clear and heavy. After a long time, the two reluctantly separated.

Su Qing stared at the girl in front of him, only to see that her originally fair face was stained with an alluring blush, making her as delicate and beautiful as a ripe apple.

She was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling violently as she breathed, as if an invisible force was pushing them. A few strands of hair fell from her forehead and floated gently in the air.

Seeing this, Su Qing slowly reached out his hand, and his fingertips gently shuttled through the strands of hair that were accidentally falling.

Carefully, he lifted them from Mahiru's cheek, then carefully moved them around to the base of her ear that was so red it seemed like blood could drip out. The skin that his fingertips inadvertently touched was like the finest silk in spring, adding a bit of unspoken intimacy and care to this gentle action.

During the entire process, Su Qing's eyes never left Mahiru's face.

Su Qing did not rush to withdraw his hand, but gently placed his palm on Mahiru's warm face, with an imperceptible tremor on his fingertips, as if to confirm the authenticity of the touch.

The distance between the two was shortened again, so close that they could hear each other's gentle breathing intertwined with each other, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguity and tension.

Mahiru slowly raised her eyes and met Su Qing's gaze in mid-air. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Under Su Qing's affectionate gaze, those stunning caramel-colored eyes gradually lost focus and became blurred. The eyes seemed to contain thousands of emotions, and seemed to be an ethereal mist.

Then, Mahiru suppressed the shame in her heart, and only the person she loved in front of her eyes remained. She moved her red lips slightly and spoke softly.

"I, I want more..."

After saying that, Mahiru stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Su Qing's neck, slowly closed her eyes, and gently opened her rosy lips, looking as if she was ready to be picked.

Mahiru suddenly leaned forward, and her warm breath instantly brushed Su Qing's cheek, bringing a tingling sensation. Seeing this, Su Qing no longer hesitated and leaned forward to respond to the other party.

At the same time, he wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, pulling her closer to himself, as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and blood.

Their kiss gradually changed from gentle at first to passionate and lingering, as if they wanted to imprint each other's souls deeply in each other's hearts.

"Go to the couch, okay?"

"Hmm..." Mahiru's murmur was as soft as silk, and she was almost gently embraced by the quiet air around her.

Although this was not their first kiss, every time Su Qing passionately pursued her, her legs would involuntarily become soft, as if all her strength had been drained away by an invisible magic. The feeling was both wonderful and intoxicating.

So, she could only let herself collapse in Su Qing's solid arms without any resistance, like a lazy cat basking in the warm spring sun, her cheek pressed against his warm chest, her ears filled with the sound of his steady and powerful heartbeat, each beat like the most beautiful music, striking the deepest part of her soul.

Seeing this, Su Qing's eyes flashed with tenderness and doting. He effortlessly picked up Mahiru, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world. The two figures moved slowly in the interweaving of light and shadow. Finally, Su Qing gently placed Mahiru on the soft sofa.

"...Yes, hold me."

Because she had left Su Qing's arms, Mahiru's voice carried a hint of obvious coquettishness and uneasiness. Her hands unconsciously stretched upwards in a gesture of longing for a hug. Her pink lips pouted slightly, and her eyes flashed with a bit of grievance and expectation.

"Good boy, here I come."

Su Qing's voice was low and gentle. He slowly leaned down and hugged the lovely girl tightly in his arms, feeling her warmth and softness.

Then, he gently stroked her face, his fingers sliding across her smooth forehead, touching her slightly trembling eyelashes, and then resting on her straight nose, feeling her weak breathing. Finally, his eyes fell on her slightly opened lips, as if expecting something.

Su Qing's movements were gentle and slow. His lips first gently touched Mahiru's forehead, feeling her temperature; then, his lips slowly moved above her eyes, kissing her eyelashes; then, his lips moved again, kissing the tip of her nose, feeling her breath.

Finally, his lips finally came to Mahiru's lips. He kissed her gently, as gently as the breeze blowing through the petals. His tongue gently stretched out and licked her lips, tasting her sweetness.

Mahiru's body trembled slightly, and her hands tightly grasped Su Qing's shoulders, as if wanting more contact. Su Qing felt her desire, and his hands began to wander over her body, stroking her back and waist, letting her feel his presence.

As the kiss deepened, their breathing became rapid. Their bodies pressed tightly together, their heartbeats intertwined, and the most beautiful music in the world was born on this small sofa.

……

"Zhu'er."

After a long time, Mahiru leaned tiredly on Su Qing's broad chest. She lowered her eyes gently, not daring to look directly into Su Qing's affectionate eyes. The blush on her cheeks was as gorgeous as the sunset. Hearing Su Qing's call, she just rubbed Su Qing gently with her cheek, and then hid her face in Su Qing's arms.

[Looking more and more like a kitten]

Su Qing thought so, his eyes still full of doting. He rubbed Mahiru's head, and the latter also felt comfortable with this and gently touched the palm of Su Qing's hand.

"Do you know what day it is today?" Su Qing continued to caress with a smile on his face.

"Is it the anniversary of our kiss together?"

Mahiru poked out her cute little head, and because Su Qing demanded too much of her, her voice became softer than usual.

"…No, you little pervert."

Su Qing didn't expect that the other party would remember this strange anniversary, and chuckled.

"Well... I'm not a pervert."

"That's the little pervert."

"Idiot! No way!"

Mahiru got up from Su Qing's arms, subconsciously picked up the pillow with Su Qing's scent from the side, and hid her head in it.

"Guess again."

"Don't guess, I'm not a perverted angel anyway."

Mahiru didn't raise her head, but buried it deeper, and her voice became muffled.

"Zhu Er~"

From the beginning, Mahiru couldn't stand Su Qing's coquettish behavior towards her. At that time, Su Qing seemed particularly cute to Mahiru. Every time at this time, she felt that she had discovered another side of Su Qing. This was her privilege.

But the other party rarely has the chance to act coquettishly, and every time she wants to see more of Su Qing's expressions. After all, it would be too cunning if she was the only one being shy, right?

Therefore, Mahiru raised her head reluctantly.

"What is this?!" Mahiru's exclamation was filled with irrepressible joy, and her eyes lit up instantly, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day."

Su Qing's words were even more gentle and affectionate under the soft light, and his face looked particularly soft and moving in this warm atmosphere.

"Why, why?"

"Because you deserve it, or do you not want to?"

"No, no, I'm just, so happy."

Mahiru covered her mouth with her hands, as if trying to suppress the emotions that were about to burst out.

"Can you please put it on for me?"

There was a hint of shyness and anticipation in Mahiru's words, and there were stars twinkling in her eyes.

"At your service, my little angel."

Sudan knelt on the ground with a pious attitude like a pilgrim, and gently put the ring that radiated light on Mahiru's hand. He carefully lifted the ring that shone brightly under the light as if it were the most precious treasure in the world, and slowly slid it between Mahiru's slender fingers.

"It's like I'm dreaming..."

Mahiru had never been so happy, and tears flowed uncontrollably down her delicate face.

"The days ahead will be as happy as this dream."

Su Qing wiped the tears from Mahiru's eyes and said softly.

"I believe it. I always believe it."

Mahiru could no longer suppress her emotions and buried her head deeply in Su Qing's arms. Su Qing just gently stroked Mahiru's back.

"Zhu'er, I want to be with you forever and ever."

[It’s not what I think, but what I want]

Su Qing's voice always made her feel at ease. Ever since she met Su Qing, it seemed that all the happiness and beauty in the world were within reach, but...

"You can't be partial to one over the other. And Yui and Xiaoxue, we agreed at the beginning that the four of us will always be together, right?"

Su Qing hugged the girl in his arms a little harder and said softly.

"Yes, I will. I will protect all of you, and we will never be separated."

What does forever really mean?

【mean】

[Although I don’t know what the future will be like, I am willing to give everything I have at this moment]

[I can give you money, flowers, and tears]

[But after thinking about it, I always feel that others have those things, and maybe they can give more]

[My most precious thing seems to be my time]

So, I invite you to share my life.

[From now on, no matter how strong the wind outside is]

【I won't let go】

[Until the end of my life]

……