After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 58

In an instant, their lips met, a soft yet slightly cool touch. The kiss came too unexpectedly; Chi Qianning hadn’t quite reacted before Song Linlin had suddenly kissed her.

Unlike their usual pecks on the cheek, this was their first kiss in the true sense. The kiss that had been interrupted by Zhang San in the tent that night was finally completed at this moment, fulfilling the regret from back then.

Both of them were novices in this regard, with no experience to draw from, and their reactions now were naturally incredibly innocent. Song Linlin had impulsively leaned in for the kiss, and now her mind was a blank slate, unsure of what to do or what steps to take next.

The other’s lips were softer than she had imagined. Song Linlin just kept her lips pressed against Chi Qianning’s, making no other movement. Chi Qianning, too, was completely stiff, her eyes wide open, her hands raised and suspended in the air, her fingers gripping the corner of Song Linlin’s clothing.

The kiss lasted for a while before Song Linlin silently retreated a little, pulling away from Chi Qianning’s lips. She opened her eyes, her eyelashes blinking nervously, her dark blue eyes locked on Chi Qianning, observing her reaction.

She saw that Chi Qianning across from her was also wide-eyed. Their gazes met, and Song Linlin could see her own reflection in the other’s eyes. These crimson eyes, usually showing a cool indifference, were now looking at her with an equal depth of emotion. Song Linlin leaned her forehead against the other’s, their shared breaths mingling. She could feel the other’s breathing.

Song Linlin felt her cheeks burning; she didn’t need to look to know her face must be completely flushed. She nervously swallowed, her throat bobbing. Her heartbeat was drumming loudly in her ears, making it impossible to calm down. In the quiet environment, Song Linlin suspected that the person opposite her could hear her heart pounding. She stared nervously at Chi Qianning for several seconds, not knowing what to say.

Only their uneven breathing echoed in the room. Song Linlin just looked at the beautiful face opposite her, her gaze moving from the scarlet eyes beneath the silver eyelashes to the other’s high nose bridge, finally shifting to the pair of soft lips. Chi Qianning’s skin had always been very fair, and her lip color was always very light. Now, perhaps because they had just been kissed, her lips carried a moist sheen and a faint pink hue, like a piece of light-colored jelly. Song Linlin couldn’t help but catch her breath.

“Is this, okay?” Song Linlin suddenly asked softly, her words vague, unclear as to what exactly she was asking permission for.

Chi Qianning couldn’t bear the intensity of the other’s gaze and subconsciously looked away, letting out an extremely faint “Mmm” from her nose, so light that it was almost inaudible, like a single light feather falling. However, Song Linlin was close enough to her that, even though the sound was faint, she clearly heard Chi Qianning’s response.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Song Linlin couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. She raised her hand and caressed Chi Qianning’s cheek. The feeling in her palm was delicate, but the other’s face was equally warm, the fair skin tinged with a faint blush. The sensation was like touching a piece of high-quality mutton-fat jade. Song Linlin held it carefully and lightly, not daring to exert force, as if handling a fragile treasure.

She lowered her head again, her warm lips pressing against the other person’s eyelids. The moment they touched, the eyelashes fluttered like a small brush, tickling her skin. This was still a gentle and restrained kiss. Song Linlin raised her other hand and placed it on the back of Chi Qianning’s head, preventing her from pulling back, thus stabilizing Chi Qianning’s head.

Immediately after, the kiss began to move, landing on the brow bone and the tip of the nose, carrying a sense of exploration. Only then did she return to press against Chi Qianning’s lips. Song Linlin felt Chi Qianning’s body tremble slightly, sensing the tension in her. Song Linlin was in no better state; nervousness, panic, and deep-seated excitement mingled together, creating chaos in her heart. She only followed her primal longing to kiss the other’s lips.

Although Song Linlin was also a complete novice when it came to kissing, with practical experience limited to two so far, she was fortunately rich in theoretical knowledge. She had seen this kind of thing often enough to at least know a little. This time, it was no longer just a static pressing of lips without any other action. Since the other person had agreed, her courage grew significantly. She tried to gently take hold of one of the other’s lips.

This action was easily successful. Song Linlin finally closed her eyes at this moment, focusing on experiencing the moment. When her eyes were closed, she couldn’t see anything, her vision plunging into darkness, which paradoxically allowed her to concentrate more fully on other details.

For instance, Chi Qianning’s typically light breathing had now become heavier, and the temperature of her cheeks had risen. The hand supporting the back of her head could feel the stiffness of the person in front of her.

Between their breaths, one person’s exhale was often inhaled by the other. This was a wonderful sensation. Song Linlin’s breath was much hotter than Chi Qianning’s. Even just the exchange of breath uncontrollably made Song Linlin’s heart surge.

Song Linlin was focused on kissing the person she was so utterly captivated by. Every feature of her beautiful face was flawless. Even without any adornment, simply standing quietly in a crowd, doing nothing, was enough to attract attention.

However, the powerful, “do not approach” aura and cool temperament that the other person naturally emitted would prevent anyone who had seen her from having any thought of defilement. Yet, Song Linlin was kissing her now.

It’s hard to say whether the two small Hehuan pills from before were taking effect, or if it was the deep-seated desire in her heart at work, but once Song Linlin kissed the other’s lips, she didn’t want to pull away.

It was like a child gazing at an exquisite cake in a glass case, yearning for it for a long time but only able to stare from the outside because of the high price. Now, having suddenly received the object of her imagination, she naturally couldn’t bear to gobble it all down at once. Instead, she savored it bit by bit.

The taste was indeed as wonderful as she had imagined. The other’s lips were very soft, without any dry skin, and their touch was cool. Even the simple contact between their lips made Song Linlin’s fingertips tremble slightly from nervousness and the sense of honor.

She had fantasized many times about this happening, but when it truly arrived, all the imagined ease turned into smoke. All the kiss scenes she had watched before her transmigration seemed to have been watched in vain. She could only follow the instincts of her consciousness and body, gently kissing the other with complete innocence.

With a shower of delicate kisses, Song Linlin softened her movements. In a trance, she was always afraid that this was a dream and that if she were reckless, she would shatter this fragile dream. If she woke up from the dream, would all these things she desperately desired disappear? Song Linlin did not want to gamble.

As the kiss continued, Song Linlin felt as if a seed long buried deep inside her was rapidly taking root and sprouting. But now, she had no time to worry about anything else; her full attention was focused on kissing the person in front of her.

In the quiet room, only the occasional gust of wind from outside, rustling the leaves, carried into the room. The sky outside the window was still at the sunset hour, with orange sunlight illuminating the sky. This location was sufficiently secluded, and no one would come to disturb them.

The bedroom was equally quiet. Song Linlin only stopped the gentle kiss after quite some time. She hadn’t dared to take a breath while kissing, and only now that they were slightly separated did, she gasp for air. Whether it was Song Linlin’s illusion or not, she felt that the surrounding air had subtly warmed up a lot.

Song Linlin opened her eyes, her gaze fixed on Chi Qianning. They were still sitting on the chairs by the tea table. Even though the two chairs were placed close together, sitting down naturally left some distance between them. Currently, Song Linlin was bent over, leaning in toward Chi Qianning, and this posture inevitably made her back ache after a while.

The sitting posture was undoubtedly too inconvenient. Song Linlin simply stood up, changing to holding Chi Qianning’s cheeks with both hands. Her hands forced Chi Qianning to lift her chin high up. Song Linlin then bent down and lowered her head to kiss the face she was cupping once again.

This made things much easier for Song Linlin, as she no longer had to struggle to get close to Chi Qianning. Furthermore, with the previous two exploratory kisses, she was undoubtedly much more practiced this time, her movements no longer as awkward as they were at the very beginning.

The night always passes so quickly. The next day, the sunlight from outside streamed into the bedroom through the window. One ray of light happened to fall on Song Linlin’s face. Feeling the brightness on her eyelids, she couldn’t help but frown and groggily open her eyes.

Having been closed all night, her eyes suddenly encountered such bright light. Song Linlin’s opened eyes squinted slightly. She habitually reached out to rub her still blurry eyes. The first thing she felt upon waking up was dizziness.

Her head felt like a ball of paste, her consciousness was fuzzy and drowsy. Her memory had not yet returned, and at this moment, Song Linlin felt utterly bewildered as she opened her eyes.

Who am I? Where am I? What did I do yesterday?

Song Linlin lay on the bed, feeling lost for several seconds, before her memories gradually flowed back into her mind, recalling her past experiences.

She subconsciously wanted to sit up and get ready for morning class, but upon seeing the obvious sunlight in the room, she dimly realized that it must be late, and she seemed to have slept through the time for her morning lesson.

Song Linlin, who was about to sit up, ultimately decided against it. Her head felt dizzy; she should just keep sleeping. So, Song Linlin turned over and saw a person still quietly lying next to her. The other’s silver hair was spread across the pillow, and her face was buried in the blanket.

Seeing the familiar hair color, Song Linlin’s memories of yesterday slowly returned. Then her expression froze. Her previously hazy mind instantly cleared up. She couldn’t lie there peacefully any longer, and she shot up into a sitting position with a “thud.”

Perhaps Song Linlin’s movements and reaction were too drastic. Chi Qianning, who had been sound asleep next to her, was awakened by her. She opened her eyes, the red pupils clearly carrying the fogginess of just waking up, and her voice was a little hoarse:

“Song Linlin, what are you doing?”