After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 51

The action was undeniably ambiguous. The touch transmitted through her fingers was delicate, and the originally cool temperature of the earlobe slowly began to warm up. Seeing that Chi Qianning did not refuse her movement, Song Linlin did not withdraw her finger.

Her finger gently massaged the earlobe a few more times, her fingerprint tracing across the tender skin, bringing a ticklish sensation. This time, Chi Qianning slightly turned her head, dodging Song Linlin’s finger.

Chi Qianning looked at Song Linlin, her eyes carrying a hint of blame, as if warning the other not to mess around anymore. Although Song Linlin received the look from the person beside her, she pretended not to notice.

The hand that had been suspended in the air was lowered, touching Chi Qianning’s cheek again, but this time, Song Linlin did not go back to playing with the slightly reddened earlobe.

Her finger traced along the jawline, sliding down slowly. She did not keep long nails; her index finger was pressed against the jawline, her fingerprint rubbing the skin. Song Linlin’s gaze also followed her finger, finally resting at the chin.

Chi Qianning’s senses were also concentrated on the spot where Song Linlin’s finger traced. The other’s fingertip was placed on her chin. Song Linlin paused for two seconds, then the finger pressed against the mandible exerted slight pressure, forcing Chi Qianning’s face to tilt upward.

Their eyes met. Chi Qianning inexplicably felt her throat go dry, so she lightly swallowed. Song Linlin felt a ripple transmit through her finger, and she lowered her gaze, seeing the faint, inconspicuous Adam’s apple on the other’s fair neck moves up and down.

This movement made Song Linlin momentarily stunned, finding it indescribably captivating, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Her finger moved lower, touching the laryngeal cartilage, feeling the slight protrusion in the other’s throat. A woman’s Adam’s apple is small and soft, not rigid to the touch.

Song Linlin leaned closer to Chi Qianning, her gaze lifting slightly to meet the other’s eyes. Staring into Chi Qianning’s red pupils, the emotion in the depths of her eyes was something Song Linlin couldn’t decipher.

This was also a form of tacit indulgence.

Song Linlin’s confidence grew significantly, and her boldness gradually increased. The inner fluttering was growing wildly, occupying her entire chest. Placing her hand behind Chi Qianning’s neck, resting against the silver-white long hair, she timidly leaned in again. Her eyelashes fluttered, looking at the still-flushed earlobe in front of her. The warm breath exhaled was entirely scattered onto the other’s skin.

She glanced sideways, confirming that the other person had no intention of resisting, and only then did Song Linlin fully lean in.

Her lips tentatively touched the earlobe, the movement very gentle, just a soft brush, like a dragonfly skimming the water, touching and instantly pulling away.

It was just a light kiss, carrying nervousness and temptation. Song Linlin slightly squinted her eyes, yet her heart was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring up layers of ripples.

Her breathing trembled. The unsteady air sounds and soft swallowing sounds were all transmitted into Chi Qianning’s ears. As the one being kissed, the commotion caused in Chi Qianning’s heart was no less than Song Linlin’s.

In this quiet night, only the occasional sound of the wind sweeping past outside the tent could be heard. There were no chirping insects or birds to disturb them. The bonfire not far away illuminated the area, and when the light passed through the outer layer of the tent and into the interior, it was undoubtedly dim.

But Song Linlin and Chi Qianning were so close that they could clearly see each other even in the dim environment. Inside the quiet tent, their breathing was distinctly audible.

Embracing the back of the person’s neck, Song Linlin propped herself up, lowered her head, and this time her lips touched the side of the face that utterly captivated her. Chi Qianning beneath her shivered slightly. She turned her head, meeting Song Linlin’s gaze with a distance of less than a palm.

The black-blue eyes looked hazily into the beautiful ruby-like eyes. The silver-white eyelashes fluttered, like the wings of a butterfly taking flight, landing directly on Song Linlin’s heart, making her feel itchy.

Song Linlin hesitated for only a second, then gave in to her inner desire. She lowered her head and approached the pair of eyes as brilliant as jewels, planting a gentle, almost reverent kiss on the eyelids. This action startled Chi Qianning; Song Linlin’s lips could feel the eyeballs beneath the eyelids restlessly moving.

Seeing Chi Qianning subtly frown in discomfort, the eyebrows gradually smoothed out after the kiss ended. Song Linlin closed her eyes. The hand that had been on the back of the neck moved to the back of the other’s ear, cupping the hair on the side of Chi Qianning’s head, fixing her head so she wouldn’t move randomly.

With her eyes closed, her vision fell into darkness, and her other sensory perceptions were all amplified. This allowed her to focus more on the feedback from the touch of her palm and the contact of her lips.

Her lips moved lower, falling onto the cheek, one kiss after another, continuous, and then resting on the jawline. The kisses started with only a sense of testing, but as Song Linlin gradually immersed herself, they were no longer as gentle as the beginning, slowly gaining some force.

Her lips rested on the lower jaw; soft lips pressed against the hard bone. Song Linlin slightly adjusted her posture. Now, her elbow rested on the blanket beneath, supporting her upper body as she raised up.

The warm sensation touched the cool, delicate skin. Upon contact, the icy body temperature stole away a significant amount of warmth.

The resulting feedback immediately became much more noticeable. Song Linlin felt as if she had received active recognition, and her inner emotions couldn’t help but soar.

It was like a spark igniting dry grassland. What was initially a quiet burning now suddenly intensified, showing a strong potential to start a wildfire.

Song Linlin gradually felt a cool hand slowly lift up and wrap around her own neck. The cold palm pressed against the back of her head, and cool lips suddenly landed on her own cheek, causing Song Linlin to tremble slightly.

This kiss came too suddenly, completely unexpected by Song Linlin. Her original movement immediately froze. However, she heard the other person’s disordered and rapid breathing near her ear. The force Chi Qianning used was not small, not much lighter than Song Linlin’s.

A heavy kiss landed on her face. Listening to Chi Qianning’s breathing, the desire radiating from the other person was intensely strong, and the action did not stop, but continued.

Song Linlin released her supporting elbow and simply leaned against the other person’s body. The distance was once again shortened; within the warm covers, their bodies were pressed tightly together.

The hand supporting her body was now free. Her elbow, bent for a long time in support, felt a bit numb. Song Linlin straightened and moved her arm within the covers, then her palm rested on a slender waist.

At this very moment, there were no other thoughts. Just two people simply embracing each other felt as if their souls had resonated, not containing any superfluous or complicated emotions, purely wanting to be close to one another.

Song Linlin had no spare thoughts to consider anything else, concentrating on the matter at hand, like an artist treating a delicate masterpiece, every stroke imbued with rich emotion, and the colors on the paper gradually becoming richer.

Looking at the “masterpiece” she had created, Song Linlin became increasingly unsatisfied with the current approach. She opened her mouth, her teeth lightly nipping the skin in front of her, and then her soft tongue licked that spot.

Caught off guard by the bite, followed immediately by that patch of skin being wet, a ticklish sensation spread. Chi Qianning let out a muffled groan. This sound was not deliberately suppressed, and in such a quiet environment, it was heard very clearly.

Song Linlin didn’t react much, still doing as she pleased, while her hand rubbed and moved upward a little.

Song Linlin used her peripheral vision to glance over. Zhang San, beside them, had the blanket tucked between her legs, her breathing still steady, and she was even drooling—clearly fast asleep.

Withdrawing her gaze, Song Linlin sensed Chi Qianning’s worry and concerns. The other person clearly didn’t want to cause too much noise and disturb others. Yet, Song Linlin didn’t want to indulge her, and at this moment, she had a more wicked thought to tease her, showing a tendency to escalate things.

Her palm was now sandwiched between the two of them. The sensation in her palm made Song Linlin uncontrollably start to panic, and her heartbeat instantly quickened.

Song Linlin naturally didn’t dare to do anything reckless. She felt that her fingers were faintly trembling at this moment. With her palm placed on it, her fingers moved lightly, attempting a gripping motion.

Her knuckles couldn’t completely enclose the entirety.

The sensation transmitted through her palm was even softer than she had imagined, with the excess even spilling out from her fingertips.

Song Linlin herself was startled by this feeling. Chi Qianning clearly hadn’t expected Song Linlin to make such a bold move. Being touched like that, her body instantly stiffened. Even though Song Linlin’s force wasn’t great, all her senses were now concentrated there, feeling the anomaly of that spot.

This unfamiliar feedback made Chi Qianning’s mind instantly crash, and a heat immediately rushed to her face. Without even looking, she knew her face must be completely flushed. A light groan uncontrollably escaped her mouth.

She had never experienced this kind of feeling before, and no one had ever dared to do so. Others couldn’t even touch Chi Qianning, let alone do what was happening now.

After carefully experiencing it this time, Chi Qianning’s heart beat fast. Deep down, she felt an inexplicable strangeness. The most prominent feeling was naturally shame, followed by an inexpressible enjoyment.

Seeing Chi Qianning suddenly freeze, Song Linlin’s heart also started to feel hollow, yet her hand remained in place, gripping it without letting go. Song Linlin nervously raised her head to look at the other person’s expression.

She then saw Chi Qianning’s face completely red. She was biting her lower lip, and her pair of red eyes was hazy, showing no sign of displeasure.

Song Linlin met her gaze, seeing the other person in such a flustered state for the first time. For a moment, she didn’t know if she should withdraw her hand.

The lower lip she was biting was released, leaving a shallow tooth mark on her lips.

Song Linlin stared at the bitten, reddened lips, her heart skipping a beat, inexplicably feeling her throat go dry. She looked at Chi Qianning, feeling completely seduced by her.

The other person was truly like a beautiful siren in the sea, and she, a novice sailor, was willing to be dragged down to the bottom of the water.

Since she had already done something so bold, the next thing probably wouldn’t be too much, right?

Song Linlin thought, giving in to despair.

Song Linlin’s eyelashes fluttered, her heartbeat resounding like a drum, pounding non-stop in her ears. She swallowed, then nervously and slowly lowered her head, approaching the other’s lips.

The closer she got, the more Song Linlin could feel her nervousness. She even felt that she was gently trembling.

The distance was gradually narrowing. Chi Qianning looked at her, naturally seeing what the other person intended to do, and her heart rate couldn’t help but accelerate.

At this point, they were close enough to feel each other’s breath. The soft lips were just a finger’s width away from Song Linlin. She closed her eyes and continued to lower her head.

Just as their lips were about to touch, a very loud noise came from the side, filled with shock.

“Whoa! Song Linlin, what are you two doing?!”

This voice shattered the ambiguous atmosphere between the two. Song Linlin immediately opened her eyes, turned her head, and saw Zhang San, who had gotten up at some unknown time. She was clutching the blanket, staring wide-eyed at the two figures embracing on the other side.