Rebirth System: Learning makes me happy - Chapter 52

“I do.”

Yu Xingye excitedly hugged Su Qingqing tightly, lowering his head to repeat in her ear in a trembling voice,

“I do.”

Su Qingqing nuzzled Yu Xingye’s cheek, her voice light and cheerful, “Hello, boyfriend.”

Yu Xingye chuckled softly, pressing his forehead against Su Qingqing’s, “Hello, girlfriend.”

Su Qingqing raised her hand to encircle Yu Xingye’s neck, her fingers gently tracing his hair, enjoying the ambiguous atmosphere of their intertwined breaths.

Yu Xingye’s gaze slowly moved downwards, and Su Qingqing noticed. She nuzzled his nose, deliberately raising the corners of her lips to ask him softly, “Does it look good?”

Yu Xingye’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he slowly moved closer.

“It looks especially good.”

His voice faded between their pressed lips as he affectionately lingered and sucked on her lips, a very gentle kiss.

The touch on her lips was hot and soft, so hot that Su Qingqing couldn’t help but lick it.

The next instant, she was forcefully imprisoned in Yu Xingye’s arms. His teeth were gently pried open, and the moment their soft surfaces touched, Yu Xingye seemed unable to maintain his gentle and harmless facade any longer. He aggressively explored every corner, greedily stealing Su Qingqing’s sweet scent.

“Mmm…”

Su Qingqing was slightly breathless from the kisses and couldn’t help but tug at his hair. He pulled back slightly to allow her to catch her breath, but as soon as she took a breath, Yu Xingye pulled her back for another round of plunder.

When they finally separated, Su Qingqing felt her lips were swollen and burning, and her tongue was numb.

Su Qingqing collapsed into Yu Xingye’s arms, her arms limply draped around his neck, her head resting on his shoulder as she breathed heavily.

Yu Xingye had one arm around her waist and the other patting her back soothingly, lowering his head to kiss her lips repeatedly.

After a long while, Su Qingqing finally recovered, relaxing against Yu Xingye, enjoying their intimacy.

Coming to her senses from the passionate kiss, Su Qingqing realized something was a little rough. She shifted uncomfortably, then suddenly realized what it was. Her face flushed, and she subtly tried to move away.

Yu Xingye pressed her back down, his deep, husky voice saying, “Sweetie, don’t move.”

Su Qingqing cautiously peeked at him, only to be met with a pair of dark, stormy phoenix eyes.

Seeing Yu Xingye like this, Su Qingqing felt less shy. She simply relaxed her grip, pressing her entire weight onto him.

She complained softly, “It’s too rough, it’s uncomfortable.”

“Such a fuss,”

Yu Xingye chuckled, kissing her again. Su Qingqing’s teeth itched at the sight of his canine tooth, and she angrily bit his lip.

Yu Xingye let her bite, and when she tried to pull away, he pressed her down and kissed her all over carefully.

When Yu Xingye, with teeth marks on his face, carried Su Qingqing out of the car, Su Qingqing realized they were in Yu Xingye’s garage.

Su Qingqing poked Yu Xingye’s neck and asked, “Where’s the driver? Why did he drive home?”

Yu Xingye grabbed her mischievous hand, kissed it, and then let go: “He left. He didn’t want anyone to see you like this.”

During the break, Yu Xingye had texted the driver.

Su Qingqing couldn’t see, but Yu Xingye saw it clearly. Her cheeks were flushed, her lips slightly swollen, her eyes sparkling, and the corners of her slightly upturned eyes were covered in ambiguous red marks—she looked like she’d been thoroughly pampered.

Su Qingqing hugged Yu Xingye’s neck tightly, watching him carry her in one arm and his suitcase in the other, and muttered softly, “How are you so strong?”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

“…”

Yu Xingye was naturally stronger than most, and recently he seemed to have grown even stronger.

Su Qingqing, a long-time yoga practitioner, had exceptionally beautiful muscle definition. She wasn’t the slender, bony type; at 170cm tall and 60kg, she had a very standard figure, and Yu Xingye adored her soft, supple curves.

He carried her in one arm and a suitcase in the other with ease, and despite the considerable distance from the garage to the villa, his breathing remained steady throughout the journey.

Su Qingqing preferred sitting to standing, and lying down to sitting; her fondness for being carried around was second only to her love of staying home and writing.

Su Qingqing watched as Yu Xingye opened the kitchen refrigerator. Although it wasn’t sparsely stocked, it was clear he had a habit of cooking.

“You can cook?”

Yu Xingye asked. “Yes, I don’t like foreign food.”

Yu Xingye had studied abroad for four years, and that’s when he learned to cook.

“What do you want to eat?”

Su Qingqing rubbed her slightly hungry stomach. “Do you have noodles?”

Yu Xingye: “Yes, go wait for me on the sofa?”

Su Qingqing shook her head and smiled, “I want to see how you overcome your germaphobia to cook.”

Yu Xingye kissed her: “You’ve almost cured my germaphobia.”

Su Qingqing didn’t believe him, but Yu Xingye wasn’t annoyed. He pulled out a small blanket and placed it on the counter for Su Qingqing to sit and watch. Then he took off his expensive suit jacket, which Su Qingqing had crumpled, raised his hand, and hooked Su Qingqing’s chin, his voice deep and sexy.

“Help me.”

Su Qingqing played with his cufflinks, looked up, and pouted.

Yu Xingye readily lowered his head and gave her a sweet kiss.

Su Qingqing pursed her lips before helping him roll up his sleeves.

After straightening his sleeves, Yu Xingye kissed her again, then picked up a disinfectant wipe to clean his hands, and also wiped Su Qingqing’s hands as well.

Yu Xingye skillfully washed and chopped the vegetables, his movements extremely pleasing to the eye. Anyone who didn’t know him would definitely think he loved cooking, if they ignored his slightly furrowed brows.

Su Qingqing looked at the evenly sized and sliced ingredients, remembering her father’s words, “Only a man who can cook is a good man,” and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Yu Xingye looked at her questioningly, his hands still chopping vegetables: “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just think you’re even more handsome.”

Yu Xingye raised an eyebrow, put down the knife, wiped his hands with a wet wipe, and kissed Su Qingqing’s waist.

With Su Qingqing beside him, Yu Xingye didn’t force himself. Whenever he felt a little uncomfortable, he would go to her for a kiss, and after the kiss, he would happily go back to cooking.

He wasn’t focused while cooking either; if Su Qingqing moved even slightly, he would immediately look over, like a particularly clingy big dog.

By the time they sat down at the table to eat, it was already past midnight.

Yu Xingye had specially prepared clear broth noodles, which looked beautiful. Su Qingqing had already been captivated by the aroma while she was in the kitchen. As soon as Yu Xingye sat down, she immediately picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

Yu Xingye placed a water glass to her left and gently coaxed, “It’s hot, eat slowly.”

Although Su Qingqing ate quickly, her posture, refined yet with a unique languid charm, was captivating due to her long-term etiquette training.

“Stars, it’s delicious.”

Yu Xingye slowly wiped his hands, then leaned forward and licked Su Qingqing’s lips, narrowing his eyes with satisfaction.

“Mmm, it’s really good.”