MTL - Peach and Plum Do Not Speak (The Silent Cherry And Plum Blossoms)-Chapter 78

After An Zhi said this, shame filled all of his thoughts.

what did she say? How could she say such a thing? What's wrong with her?

Is this a subconscious temptation?

Maybe she knew that it was impossible for Yan Xi and that man, so she got lucky

Feeling embarrassed, anticipation and fear, she hurriedly glanced at Yanxi, not even daring to take a closer look at her expression.

Yan Xi didn't say anything, she looked at the girl's white shoulders and there were still a few drops of wet water. Without thinking, she slid onto the girl's shoulder, and water droplets shattered on her fingertips.

An Zhi's heart was lifted by this action. She felt that she should say something, but she didn't know what to say. She wanted to observe Yan Xi's expression, but she didn't dare. Why didn't Yan Xi speak, how long had they been standing in the bathroom, maybe just a minute or an hour?

Just when she was anxious, Yan Xi spoke and said very calmly: "Well, I should buy you underwear. Go out. I'll clean the bathroom."

After talking to her, Yan Xi turned to clean the bathtub.

An Zhi looked at her and walked back to her own room in a daze.

An Zhi sat on the bed wrapped in a bath towel, dumbfounded, and then she laughed at herself, because she thought too much, there was no long strange silence just now, it was completely her own illusion.

That's right, Yan Xi doesn't like girls at all, so she doesn't react to women's bodies at all, not to mention, An Zhi thought depressedly, maybe she thought she was only five years old...

"What are you in a daze, quickly get dressed." Yan Xi walked in, she casually rolled her long curly hair behind her head, loose and messy, which made the profile of her side face beautiful, and the small pearl on her earlobe was in the back of her head. The light shimmered brightly.

Yan Xi's gentle and elegant temperament blends perfectly with her age group. Even if she likes girls, she won't like herself...

An Zhi took a deep breath and suppressed the sore pain. She pulled down her bath towel, took the nightdress, and slipped it in from the neckline. It was a pure white half-sleeved cotton nightdress. She put her left hand in, her hair was not completely dry, and her right hand was inconvenient, so she was struggling to put it on. Another sleeve. She clumsily tried to get dressed, but in this scene, the girl's messy hair, her snow-white skin still soaked in water vapor, and the half of the bath towel she had taken off was pink, and her unripe peaches were covered timidly. .

Yan Xi stared at it for a long time. She loves photography, but she has never photographed any human body, so she thinks this scene is very interesting.

True beauty is gender-neutral.

True love also transcends gender.

Her mind suddenly fluctuated, whether her desires do not need to be restricted by gender...

Yan Xi came to her senses and went to help her. Carefully put on the right hand as well. The clothes were finished, the bath towel slipped down, and the skirt was very long, passing An Zhi's knees, revealing her two tender white legs.

Yan Xi grabbed her hand and frowned, "Take off the gauze, it was still splashed with water just now." The layer of foam on the back of An Zhi's hand still hurts when moved. Yan Xi sat next to her, very close, concentrated, and very carefully, uncovering the gauze little by little.

An Zhi stared at her focused expression in a daze.

I feel like I'm being cared for by her.

warm.

Treat her like a child.

Can be a little more greedy.

"Okay." Yan Xi frowned, looking distressed in An Zhi's eyes.

An Zhi pursed his lips and smiled, and tilted his feet that had not been wiped dry: "Foot."

The meaning of acting like a spoiled child and letting her wipe her feet.

Yan Xi glanced at her: "It makes me addicted!"

She tapped Anzhi's leg and took a towel to dry her feet.

The girl's feet were thin, narrow, and white, and her shoes were a size smaller than Yanxi's. Wear a size 35. Yan Xi remembered that she remembered An Zhi's period, the size of her clothes, and her shoe size.

After a pause, I might have to remember the size of the underwear because I have to buy it for her.

An Zhi laughed, "It's so itchy." She shrank her feet, took the cotton panties, slipped them in, and pulled up with her left hand. The skirt was also brought up, revealing a small section of thigh skin that seemed to have been soaked in milk.

Yan Xi didn't even think about it, his hand got into her skirt and followed the line of her legs, touching the cotton fabric and pulling it up, and at the same time touching the jelly-like skin.

A girl's buttocks and slender waist.

An Zhi took a while to react, and then tilted back with a frightened "woo", staring at her blankly, with blush on both sides of her cheeks.

Only then did Yan Xi feel that something was wrong. She looked down and saw that her hand was still under the girl's skirt.

Fortunately, she's not a man, or she's a wretched old man who stretches his hand over a girl's skirt.

But here in An Zhi, will she treat her as a wretched old woman...

No, no, probably not, An Zhi should treat her as an elder.

However, Yan Xi didn't like the title of elder, it seemed that she was very old.

What should I write about the scene now?

Yan Xi was distressed.

The girl put her knees together, blushing, and broke the silence: "Auntie, blow my hair..."

The sound of the hair dryer sounded, and Yan Xi was blowing her hair, soothing and gentle.

An Zhi's heart is a little sour and a little sweet.

Yan Xi loves her and treats her like a little girl, but she may feel that she has grown up, so she should pay attention to the issue of scale, not to mention the fact that she confessed to Yan Xi that she likes girls.

She was even more shy.

At this moment, An Zhi wanted to go back to when he was a child, when he grew up beside Yan Xi who knew nothing.

"Do you want to grow your hair long?" Yan Xi asked her.

An Zhi smiled: "Like you?"

"Well..." Yan Xi rubbed her hair: "Do you want a perm if you keep it long? Your hair is fine, so it's not easy to perm, but... it should look good if you keep it long."

"I haven't thought about it yet..." Before An Zhi could finish speaking, Yan Xi's fingers touched the roots of her ears and the back of her neck again.

And Yan Xi seemed to know, because she immediately took her hand back.

After a few seconds, Yan Xi said, "I'll take out the towel first." She put away the towel and walked out.

An Zhi covered her face, now Yan Xi must feel weird. She grabbed her ears: You are so unsatisfactory, so easy to become red!

She fell back on the bed, blushing so much that she might as well touch her hair to lull her to sleep as if she was a child or not long ago.

Not anymore, she is too easily exposed. During the summer vacation, she restrained herself from seeing her or calling her, and the skills she had acquired were immediately broken.

She subconsciously pokes her finger, accidentally pokes the back of her hand, and makes a soft "Ow".

She lay on her back on the bed for a while.

With the thought of "I'm really a wretched old woman?" Yan Xi struggled with the idea of ​​taking a shower and doing basic maintenance. After thinking about it, she still walked to An Zhi's room, "Are you going to sleep?"

"Not yet." An Zhi sat up.

"How was the final review?" Yan Xi's long hair was all loose, and because she had just finished washing, the scent of flowers filled her nostrils as she walked in. She sat down on the edge of the bed and scratched with her hands.

Ann successfully passed the preliminary round a few days ago, ranking very well, "It's okay."

"I asked you for a week's leave. How about you go back to school? Can you study at home?"

An Zhi blinked her eyelashes: "No problem." When it comes to her studies, her face is full of confidence, which makes her eyes sparkle, very cute. Yan Xi raised a smile and pinched her face lightly. An Zhi's dimples were deeply dented, and she suddenly had the urge to poke it.

stop! Otherwise you really become a wretched old woman!

"Then go to bed early." Yan Xi retracted his fingers without showing any trace, and just wanted to get up.

An Zhi grabbed her sleeve, "Auntie, why don't you sleep with me tonight!"

"Are you afraid of thunder?" Yan Xi asked her with a smile. The thunder was faint outside, and it was pouring rain.

"Yeah." An Zhi nodded shyly. In fact, she wasn't too afraid, so she wanted to act like a spoiled child. Just like when she was a child, Yan Xi wouldn't be too scruples if she acted a little childish.

"That won't work, I will squeeze your hand." Yan Xi shook his head, she looked at her and smiled, "I can accompany you for a while."

"Okay." An Zhi pouted.

"Sleep well. I'll put some plaster on for you."

An Zhi obediently slept in the quilt and couldn't help laughing all the time, watching Yan Xi carefully use a cotton swab to rub the medicine for her, and use a tissue to wipe off the excess around the edges.

"Okay, is there anything else you want to tell me?" Yan Xi wiped her off, washed her hands, and asked her with a smile.

"No," An Zhi lay down and smiled and looked at her. From this angle, Yan Xi's face was bright and white, the bridge of his nose was high and straight, and he was smiling.

"Auntie, you are so kind."

Yan Xi is such a good person, even if there is no Liao Chengyu, there will be other better people. She doesn't belong to her after all.

At least at this moment she can still act like a spoiled child to her.

An Zhi's smile narrowed and his eyes darkened.

"It's right to know me," Yan Xi rubbed her hair, "just go to sleep if you have nothing to do."

An Zhi bit her lower lip quietly and pulled her sleeve again, "Auntie...I want to kiss."

She had never made such a request, Yan Xi was a little stunned and didn't respond, "Ah? What..."

An Zhi blushed and hurriedly covered up: "You also kissed me when you were young, just like when you were young..."

Yan Xi recalled doubtfully: "Yes, yes?" She is not someone who likes to kiss children. She has never kissed the big or small fat, and neither does the current Junjun, does An Zhi have?

No matter what kind of kiss, Yan Xi took it very seriously and would not take the initiative easily. She can accept the intimacy of others, but she is not used to taking the initiative.

"Yes! Yes!" An Zhi said hastily.

At this time, if you want to act like an unreasonable child, a crying child, maybe Yan Xi will agree.

Yan Xi stroked her forehead, An Zhi pouted, and looked at her with tears: "Can't you?"

"...Uh." Yan Xi was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

"Forget it." An Zhi grabbed the quilt with her left hand and covered herself, "Woooooo, my hand hurts so much, woohoo, it's about to leave a scar, woohoo..." She opened her eyes, she was fake crying, Somehow, tears came out.

She sniffed, feeling like she was about to cry.

Suddenly, the quilt was gently pulled away, and Yan Xi's face appeared in the line of sight. The angle of the downward angle was as beautiful as a soft light. The thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light swept across her face inch by inch.

He seemed to be thinking about where to kiss her.

An Zhi didn't even dare to blink his eyelashes, as if he forgot to even breathe.

The heart throbbed quiveringly.

Those seconds seemed like a century, and so short that they barely existed.

Yan Xi's kiss gently landed on her forehead.

soon. An Zhi's left hand, which reached out to grab the placket of her dress, was empty.

Moreover, at that moment, she closed her eyes subconsciously, unable to see Yan Xi's expression.

When she opened it, Yan Xi had already straightened up, looking at her tenderly with bright eyes.

"Can you sleep now?" Yan Xi poked her dimples.

An Zhi pursed her lips and smiled, staring at her without blinking, as if she wanted to say something.

The corners of Yan Xi's lips twitched into a smile, supporting her body with one hand, her long curly hair hanging down and falling on the quilt, a somewhat charming aura surrounding them.

She blurted out unconsciously, "Huh? How many more kisses do you want?"

As soon as these words came out, An Zhi's eyes widened.

After two seconds, Yan Xi stood up nonchalantly, "Okay, I'm going to sleep." She left the wall lamp nonchalantly, and didn't look at the girl who was still in shock and didn't return to her senses. She gently closed the door and passed the living room. , go back to your room,

The door closed, Yan Xi covered his eyes, almost sighed and muttered, "Ah, wretched, I am too wretched..."