Yang Feilong was completely bewildered by Fang Qingxue's thought process. Kissing wasn't something only couples did? Wait, in Fang Qingxue's mind, they were already a couple.
But their relationship wasn't exactly normal, was it?
How did they suddenly reach this point?
She wanted to try kissing to see if it was enjoyable, but was this something one could just try?
"If you're unwilling, I'll find someone else..." Seeing Yang Feilong's reluctance, Fang Qingxue said calmly.
It was as if she were discussing something trivial.
Yang Feilong was furious. "You're my nominal girlfriend now, and acting like this is very unlike a self-respecting person!"
"But you don't want to kiss me..." Fang Qingxue spread her hands.
Yang Feilong didn't understand why he was so angry. He'd treated her as a normal friend, but her words infuriated him. Perhaps, in his mind, Fang Qingxue was the type of person who kept men at a distance.
"Since you want to try, I'll accompany you!" Yang Feilong said angrily, and then he kissed her directly.
A hint of cunning flashed in Fang Qingxue's eyes. Clearly, she had no experience in romance, but she had an innate understanding of how to stimulate people.
Being so intelligent, she knew what to do with just a little thought.
But the next moment, she was stunned.
Before, kissing Yang Feilong on the cheek hadn't felt like much, or perhaps it had been a very subtle feeling, but this was different. This was an exchange of lips and tongues, which made her feel dizzy. A realization dawned on her: no wonder people enjoyed kissing so much. This feeling was akin to breaking through a cultivation level, incredibly wonderful.
However, being someone with strong learning talent and a determined personality, she soon grew dissatisfied with passively receiving and began to take the initiative.
If not for her movements being a bit clumsy, Yang Feilong would have thought she was an experienced hand. Yet, from clumsy to proficient, Fang Qingxue learned quickly.
This impressed Yang Feilong. This woman was not only adept at cultivation but also skilled in this area. She had learned to walk and was already running so smoothly, able to spar with him for hundreds of rounds without falling behind.
"Do you want to continue?" Yang Feilong mumbled.
"Continue..." Fang Qingxue's face flushed slightly, and she also replied indistinctly.
...
Fang Qingxue was a good student, always excelling in her studies. Yang Feilong deeply felt this this time. He had initially thought three to five minutes would be enough for a trial, but Fang Qingxue seemed to be addicted, kissing Yang Feilong for half an hour.
This was, in part, due to Yang Feilong's restless hands.
"We're kissing nicely, why are you touching me like that?" Fang Qingxue frowned, looking at Yang Feilong with her usual coolness. Although her voice was cool, her cheeks were flushed, clearly indicating that her inner state was not as calm as her outward appearance.
Yang Feilong touched his nose and chuckled sheepishly. "Men are like this. Once they start kissing, they can't help but want to touch something."
Fang Qingxue looked at Yang Feilong suspiciously, then glanced at the couple in the car not far away. It seemed Yang Feilong was describing a common occurrence, as the scene there was even more intimate.
"Then let's do it again!" Fang Qingxue said and leaned in to kiss Yang Feilong.
"Uh, this..." Yang Feilong was dumbfounded. He had initially thought Fang Qingxue was angry and had been preparing to get out of the car. But he never expected that after just a glance, she would become proactive.
But after a while, Fang Qingxue frowned and mumbled, "Why aren't you touching me anymore?"
... Yang Feilong was somewhat at a loss.
Not only was she not angry, but she was actively inviting him? This made him feel flattered. Then he realized he could do more. Perhaps due to her cultivation, her body was very elastic, and it felt wonderful to touch.
Soon, Yang Feilong was overwhelmed.
Because Fang Qingxue was also moving her hands across his body like a spiritual serpent exploring its path.
Yang Feilong's peripheral vision caught the scene in the car. He instantly understood. She was applying what she had learned, even extending her understanding, truly a good student. Yang Feilong felt a genuine admiration for Fang Qingxue's learning spirit.
Anyone with such a learning spirit would excel!
No wonder she had achieved such cultivation at such a young age.
With this passion for learning combined with her exceptional talent, it was no wonder she excelled.
Soon, Fang Qingxue stopped, her face intensely flushed.
Yang Feilong could feel Fang Qingxue's heart pounding violently. Although her heart had raced during their previous exchanges, it had never beaten as fast as it was now. He felt as though her heart was about to leap out of her chest.
"What's wrong?" Yang Feilong, who had been enjoying himself, looked confused at this sight. The next moment, Yang Feilong's peripheral vision caught sight of the car. Although it was night, and they were dozens of meters away, and the car windows were tinted, he could still clearly see that the man and woman inside were completely undressed and were... sheathing their swords.
"Ahem." Yang Feilong understood why Fang Qingxue had stopped.
Although she was innocent in matters of the heart and eager to learn, the subject matter was too profound. She blushed deeply and her breathing quickened, completely unable to handle it.
"Let's go!" Yang Feilong's old face also flushed. Although he wanted to try, to see if he could practice his techniques in the car, he remembered that Fang Qingxue had never even held a man's hand before today. Doing so now would be too unkind to her.
Furthermore, he hadn't decided if he wanted to be in a relationship with Fang Qingxue.
Cough, speaking of which, he seemed like a scumbag.
However, he wasn't sure of Fang Qingxue's true feelings. She seemed to only have some affection for him, or perhaps admiration for his strength and talent. In matters of the heart, she might not necessarily have romantic feelings for him.
"En," Fang Qingxue nodded.
At this moment, although Fang Qingxue had ended their oral exchange with Yang Feilong, her expression was less cool than before, with a touch more femininity.
Yang Feilong let out an inexplicable sigh of relief.
If he had deducted a point from Fang Qingxue's attractiveness before, after this incident in the car, Yang Feilong found he couldn't bring himself to do it. She was already such a beautiful girl, and before, he had felt she was too much like a boy, so he had gone against his better judgment to deduct a point. Now, he couldn't find a reason to do so and couldn't bear to.
Perhaps he truly was a scumbag. Before, subconsciously assuming he couldn't have her, he had unfairly deducted points. Now that he had tasted sweetness, he found her to be quite good.
Yes, very good. Her taste and feel were both excellent.