Chapter 51
"Xiao Fang, I messed up. I won’t mess with you anymore. Please don’t go..." He breathed a hot puff against her ear, a trick he’d picked up from TV. In those dramas, when a woman’s about to leave, don’t they always play it like this? The cheesier, the better—make it so sappy it gives you goosebumps.
His chin grazed her pale shoulder, and when he glanced up, he caught sight of two plump, bulging boobs. He smacked his lips quietly. But his mouth kept pleading, "Xiao Fang, why leave? I said I’m sorry, alright? From now on, if you tell me to climb mountains or cross rivers, I’ll do it. Just don’t go, okay?" By the end, he grabbed her elbow, shaking it back and forth, his arm brushing against her boobs. He pouted like a sulky kid, mumbling.
"Hmph, still playing dumb, huh?" Xiao Fang wiped her tears and shot Long Gen a glare.
Long Gen gave an awkward chuckle, trying to cover his embarrassment. He reached for her hand, but she dodged him.
"Come, sit here." Xiao Fang tidied herself up and sat back down under the tree, her thoughts flooding in. That night, right here, was when Little Long had... done it with her. Thinking about it made her ears burn with embarrassment, and she lowered her head.
"Alright." Long Gen plopped down beside her, staring at Xiao Fang. Her bright eyes and pearly teeth, her fair face as tender as a steamed bun—pinch it, and it’d probably drip water. That faint flush of pink beneath her pale skin was irresistibly tempting.
Gulp.
Swallowing hard, Long Gen said, "Xiao Fang, why do you wanna leave? Is it because of that night...?"
"Don’t bring it up!" Xiao Fang’s face flushed red as she cut him off. It was embarrassing enough already, and this dumbass had to mention it. Was he doing it on purpose?