If the kiss from Qing Muye just now was an impulsive act, then what was her action now?
Impulsive?
Meng Jingwei was sure her actions were also driven by impulse.
But she and Qing Muye were not people who couldn't control their emotions and were easily agitated and impulsive.
Meng Jingwei had even thought that Qing Muye must love her, otherwise, how could he have kissed her?
"What are you looking at? This way we're truly even. Otherwise, I'd be at a huge disadvantage."
Noticing that he had been staring at her intently after she kissed him, Meng Jingwei felt so embarrassed that she could find no place to hide. She could only come up with an excuse and retorted defensively.
Qing Muye's eyes, as deep as a cold pool, showed a faint glimmer. His burning gaze made Meng Jingwei unable to understand what he was thinking, nor could she detect the fleeting curve of his lips.
"Going by what you said, if I had forcefully slept with you today, you would have slept back?"
For some reason, Qing Muye said this.
"Mhm, of course!"
Meng Jingwei nodded as if she were possessed.
The man took a step forward, approaching her, maintaining a distance of mere inches, "Awei, you really don't want me to take advantage of you?"
"Isn't that stating the obvious? Why should you take advantage of me for no reason... mmm..."
Before Meng Jingwei could finish her sentence, Qing Muye wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and kissed her lips.
This time, the man's kiss was wild and unrestrained, greedily devouring her lips.
Meng Jingwei stood frozen, letting him kiss her like that, even feeling a bit suffocated.
The strong scent of the man emanating from his breath and between their lips seemed to pull her back to the time when they were together.
Everything was a beautiful memory; for a moment, even the air felt sweet.
Perhaps due to her fondness and love for him, Meng Jingwei was easily conquered by him, immersed in the ocean of love.
When Meng Jingwei came to her senses, she found herself being lifted directly by Qing Muye, straddling his waist.
And because she was wearing a floral long dress, it conveniently facilitated his "business."
Before she could react, Qing Muye had already breached her defenses.
Because Qing Muye had trained for years, his physical fitness was excellent, and Meng Jingwei only weighed ninety jin.
To Qing Muye, this weight was no more than the weight of holding a small kitten.
"Mmm..."
Meng Jingwei regained her senses and wanted to struggle, but found her position awkward and even thought she must be out of her mind.
She and Qing Muye had broken up three months ago, but this scoundrel was still bullying her.
It was one thing for him to bully her; she was usually highly vigilant, yet she was so easily... so easily by him...
"Qing... mm..."
She straightened up, about to say something, but as the words reached her lips, she felt a fierce impact and her whole body went weak.
Meng Jingwei was almost driven mad.
Lying on his shoulder, she felt too ashamed to show her face.
Meng Jingwei?
Meng Jingwei!!
You are truly an idiot.
So embarrassing, damn it, too embarrassing to show her face.
She clenched his shoulders tightly, feeling utterly humiliated, yet unwilling to let Qing Muye discover her "submission." Wouldn't that expose the fact that she still liked him?
No, absolutely not.
So, she pursed her lips, pretended to be calm, and whispered into Qing Muye's ear, "I didn't realize, brother, you like it in this kind of place."
As the last word of Meng Jingwei's whisper fell, Qing Muye paused for a second, then went wild.
Heaven knew that when she whispered in his ear, her breath tickled his hair, causing a tingling sensation. This unintentional action was the most fatal temptation, driving Qing Muye to the brink of madness.
"Is that so? I think... Awei... sister, also likes it very much."
They seemed to be in a silent competition, neither willing to reveal their stance.
"Although you, brother, are 'attracted to both sexes,' I have to say... your... appearance is top-notch in Lancheng... especially your stamina... which is incomparable to ordinary people. I like it... of course, I like it, but... it's just... mmm... I like your service."
These words came out of Meng Jingwei's mouth in a fragmented manner.
"Heroes... think alike."
Qing Muye said shamelessly.
One "competition" lasted for an unknown period. And because they were in a cave, there was no mobile signal, so the people who were having a barbecue couldn't contact them.
However, everyone knew the relationship between Qing Muye and Meng Jingwei, so they all understood and tacitly did not mention the two of them.
For Meng Jingwei and Qing Muye, over three months had passed since their breakup, but it still lacked a true sense of separation.
After breaking up, neither of them had contacted the other.
Perhaps it was because they both held grudges in their hearts, which made their actions even more intense and wild.
However, neither of them was willing to admit defeat, and their spiteful words became the best "fuel."
More than two hours later, Qing Muye spread his suit jacket on the ground, and Meng Jingwei lay on his chest, slowly closing her eyes in silence.
Finally, after an unknown amount of time, she actually fell asleep.
It seemed that every time she was with Qing Muye, her sleep was particularly good.
Qing Muye looked at the sleeping woman, leaned down, and kissed her forehead before getting up and leaving.
When Meng Jingwei woke up, she saw no one beside her, and the sense of fulfillment in her heart instantly vanished, replaced by a profound sense of loss.
She got up and went up the mountainside.
To her surprise, she found Qing Muye drinking and chatting with several people.
Seeing Meng Jingwei appear, all their eyes snapped towards her.
Steve: "Jingwei, hurry up and come over. If you're any later, there'll be nothing left to eat."
Ji Lanfeng: "Mother Yaksha, you're too unthoughtful. Although your friend is important, are we guys not important? You actually left us to play with your friend."
Lin Meng: "Yeah, that's really unfair."
Shi Ran: "Sister Wei, you're not actually eating well with your friend and deliberately not coming up, are you?"
Tang Si: "Little Chili, I also think you're too unthoughtful. You were having a barbecue with your friend at the foot of the mountain and didn't even call us."
...
Listening to their words, Meng Jingwei was stunned at first, then understood the situation.
Qing Muye must have made up an excuse before coming up, saying she went down the mountain for a walk, met her friends having a barbecue, and asked him to convey a message that she would come up later.
Meng Jingwei reacted extremely quickly, smiled, and said, "They happen to be my middle school classmates, and I ran into them. They insisted on chatting with me. It's just that my phone ran out of battery, so I forgot to tell you."
This excuse was seamless.
As for Qing Muye, he continued to drink and grill skewers with his back to Meng Jingwei, as if her appearance had nothing to do with him.