"Gu Qingheng, is there a difference?" Yang Ruxin frowned, reaching out to pinch his cheek, "Are you becoming shamelessly skilled?"
"No way around it," Gu Qingheng chuckled, "If a man can stay chaste with the woman he loves right in front of him, then he must really be sick..." He paused, "So, there’s another option between us..."
"What? Yang Ruxin looked on with full alertness."
"That is... we kiss each other at the same time, and then I’ll talk while you listen..." Gu Qingheng’s voice had become slightly hoarse, sounding especially deep and enchanting.
"That’s a really good idea, but let me think about it..." Yang Ruxin hooked her arm around Gu Qingheng’s neck, "Considering how pretty and pleasing to the eye you are, I choose..."
"Ahem..." Just as Yang Ruxin artificially drew out her words, a cough suddenly came from the doorway, followed by Dao Xuzi’s exasperated voice, "What’s the matter with you two? If you’re going to kiss, get on with it; if not, split up already. I’ve been annoyed with all this cutesy behavior for ages..."
Yang Ruxin initially felt a bit embarrassed, but upon hearing the old man’s words, she immediately was lines with black threads, "You’re spying and have the nerve to talk back?" Glancing at the few people peeking out behind Dao Xuzi, "And you guys, all grown up and still sneaking peeks at others kissing? What, haven’t you ever kissed before?"
Gu Qingheng touched his nose, regretting his oversight just now, as he hadn’t noticed the new arrivals at the door. But Ruxin, do we really need to announce it to everyone so bluntly? Kissing is something we should probably talk about in private, right?
Unexpectedly, someone at the door actually responded to her question, "Haven’t... haven’t kissed before..."
At once, all eyes turned in that direction, only to see Fang Tianze with a face flushed red, innocently blinking at everyone.
Liuyun was beside him, nodding vigorously to indicate that his young master wasn’t lying.
Yang Ruxin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and stealthily pinched Gu Qingheng’s arm, hissing a sound only the two of them could hear, "Corrupting the kids, eh?"
"He’s not that young..." Gu Qingheng grabbed the hand that was pinching him, "At his age, it’s normal to talk about kissing."
Yang Ruxin was at once filled with silent frustration, alright, pretend she hadn’t spoken.
"Poor kid." Qi Jingyi walked over and patted Fang Tianze’s head, "Go on, go play with Sini and Xiaobao..."
"I..." Though reluctant, Fang Tianze still walked away.
"Big bro, why didn’t you send him off with a couple of girls?" Qi Jingrong looked at Qi Jingyi, "That way he could have..."
"You haven’t kissed a woman either, have you?" Qi Jingyi suddenly leaned in close to Qi Jingrong, his voice low, his eyes filled with schadenfreude.
"I..." Qi Jingrong’s face turned red. Indeed, there were not a few women in his residence, but he had never kissed any of them because he felt like women were just there to satisfy needs—the need arises, drag one to bed and that’s it. The idea of kissing... he truly detested the taste of lipstick, it made him feel nauseous just smelling it.
This was something no one knew about, but last time his big brother visited his residence, a concubine in the back yard tried to kiss him. The moment their lips touched, he got so sick from the flavor of the lipstick that his big brother found out about it.
He really didn’t understand it. Why would you slather so much stuff on your lips? Isn’t it uncomfortable? Involuntarily his gaze shifted toward Yang Ruxin. If a woman could go without makeup like this, would her lips also be soft?