The tip of Xi Lanting's tongue was a little astringent, which was the refreshing smell of tobacco. Yun Qiao felt an addictive craving, hugging his head and sinking his fingers into Xi Lanting's short black hair.
The two of them didn't go out in the afternoon.
An hour later, they both took a shower and lay down. Yun Qiao complained to Xi Lanting: "It hurts a little."
Xi Lanting regained his composure, and his eyes that had been burned by the flames turned into a deep and heavy jet black. After hearing Yun Qiao's words, he half sat up and wanted to check.
Yun Qiao raised his hand.
Xi Lanting laughed.
Lying down again and letting her nestle against his chest, he took her hand, gently and slowly massaged her slightly swollen fingertips, and couldn't help but kiss them.
"Does it still hurt?"
"A bit." Yun Qiao said, "Uncle Qi, why does it take longer and longer?"
Xi Lanting: "..."
"Is this normal?" Yun Qiao asked again, "It feels so strenuous."
He laughed and leaned forward to press her lips: "Silly boy!"
Yun Qiao: "..."
After snuggling for a while, Yun Qiao felt sleepy. Xi Lanting moved her head to the pillow, and he quietly got up. Yun Qiao didn't sleep well, so she asked him from behind: "What are you doing?"
Xi Lanting: "I have a cigarette."
He is addicted to cigarettes.
Walking to the window, he took out his cigarette and lit the match. The white and slender stem of the match was lit inch by inch in his palm, and the orange glow was exposed through the gaps between his fingers.
Yun Qiao looked at him.
The more she watched, the happier she became. Her heart was filled with joy. She stood up, walked behind him, and hugged his waist.
Xi Lanting took advantage of the situation and sat down on the chair by the window, letting Yun Qiao nestle in his arms. The carved glass ashtray was at hand, and he had to stretch his arms to reach it.
Yun Qiao took it and held it in the palm of his hand.
Xi Lanting was stunned for a moment, then he tapped his slender fingers lightly and dropped half of the cigarette ashes.
Yun Qiao suddenly said: "Give me a sip."
Xi Lanting glanced at the half-full cigarette in his hand. He didn't answer. He just took a deep puff and then blocked Yun Qiao's lips.
The hot smoke suddenly hit, bringing his breath with it. Yun Qiao felt that her breathing was blocked, and she swallowed hard. The hot and acrid smoke entered her lungs, making her shudder.
Slowly, Xi Lanting let go of her, smoke escaped from her lips and teeth, and she choked to death.
Xi Lanting put out the cigarette, took the ashtray from her hand, picked her up and returned to the bed.
"...You did it on purpose." She complained, her mouth full of bitterness.
Xi Lanting lowered his head and kissed her again.
"Well, I also plan to quit." Xi Lanting said, "I already want to live a few more years."
Yun Qiao was surprised: "You want to quit smoking suddenly?"
"I have this expectation, but I haven't made up my mind yet," Xi Lanting said.
Yun Qiao: "..."
He stood up again and went to pour a cup of herbal tea. The two of them drank it slowly.
He likes to share everything with her, the same puff of cigarette and the same cup of tea.
While the two were chatting, he leaned over and pecked her lips again. It often started out the gentlest, but then slowly turned sour, and Yun Qiao's clothes peeled off in his palms.
At around four o'clock in the afternoon, the two of them took a shower together, then fell asleep hugging each other until nine o'clock in the evening.
"I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight." Xi Lanting said, "I'm going out to drink and play cards."
Yun Qiao agreed.
She is even a little obsessed with her current life.
A unhealthy, lust-heavy life is a bit like a dish that is heavy in oil and spicy. It is addictive and makes other dishes bland and tasteless.
Xi Lanting is right, Yun Qiao is too easy to become addicted.
They went to a club. The one they went to last time required masks, which was very mysterious and interesting.
Just at the door of the club, Yun Qiao met a familiar person.
Xi Lanting also knows him.
The man saw them and took the initiative to come over and say hello.