Chapter 192 - Kissing Techniques Get Better with Practice (1/2)
Chapter 192: Kissing Techniques Get Better with Practice
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Si Yiyan’s gaze suddenly deepened with some kind of deep undercurrents. He looked at her burning cheeks, like cherry blossoms blooming in March, and said with a deep, hoa.r.s.e voice, “Then… shall we try again?”
Wen Xinya tilted her head away in a panic and said, “Nope, I don’t have the slightest energy left.”
Although she felt that Si Yiyan’s kissing technique was very fail, she had to admit that the kiss was absolutely soul-sucking, with a charm like thunder shaking the ground. To do it again, she definitely wouldn’t be able to withstand the heat.
“My kiss is very fail?” He smirked meaningfully, his voice slightly panting, hoa.r.s.e with a tinge of depth as if he had other thoughts in mind. No man would willingly allow the girl he liked to criticize his kissing techniques, and he was no exception, even though Wen Xinya had spoken the truth.
Wen Xinya said hurriedly, “No, no! n.o.body’s born with great kissing techniques—they all get better with practice.”
Si Yiyan looked at her, his eyes filled with glamor and charm. “Hmm, don’t worry, I’ll definitely practice more in the future, so… you’ll have to go along with me.”
Wen Xinya wished that she could dig a hole and bury herself in—extremely embarra.s.sed. She instantly retracted her unleashed emotions, and only realized then that she had actually played so crazily with Si Yiyan.
With such thoughts, she looked away, feeling slightly uneasy.
Si Yiyan knew that her slightly petty emotions were at play again, and didn’t wish to force her too much. He looked down at her, rarely dressed up, so beautiful, pure and elegant like a pear blossom tree, quietly radiating burning style. “This outfit looks very pretty on you, with a great match of accessories.”
The change of topic was too sudden and too different, Wen Xinya’s thoughts couldn’t switch momentarily.
“Really? It’s my first time formally attending a party in the circle in the name of the eldest daughter of the Wen Family. I don’t have that many appropriate gowns and accessories, and it just so happened that this gown and accessories matched, that’s why…” She suddenly smiled—actually she wasn’t the only embarra.s.sed one, Si Yiyan must have felt the same too! Otherwise, given he was great at communicating, why would he suddenly changed into such a fail topic.
Actually, in her cloakroom, there were many pieces of jewelry left behind by her mother, and Grandpa had also gifted her some valuable jewelry before her homecoming party—any of those sets of jewelry would have befitted the occasion.
“Wen Xinya, the first time I saw you at the Jo-ramst merchandise store, you’d stood against the light with a peerlessly alluring poise, drenched in the gorgeous light from the chandeliers, as though the entire world sparkled because of you. Subconsciously, I felt that only the intense brilliance of the pigeon-blood ruby was fit for you.”
Si Yiyan looked at the pigeon-blood ruby jewelry on Wen Xinya, radiating fiery vitality under the pale yellow lighting, its vividly intense colors and deep, blood-like beauty complementing her gorgeous, graceful looks, giving out an intense charm.
Wen Xinya looked up at him. To Si Yiyan, it was his first time meeting her, deeply etched in his heart. However, for her, they had instead first met at the Mo Family, when she shunned him like the plague.
Si Yiyan gently kissed the pigeon-blood ruby flower on her head, the stunning one with six petals and a silky center. “Wen Xinya, did you know, for the pigeon-blood ruby’s intense vitality and deep colors, it’s also known as the stone of phoenix nirvana, symbolizing rising from the ashes. In the Bible, it’s known as the stone of love, representing burning pa.s.sion, eternity, and devotion.”
He recalled that he had picked this set of pigeon-blood ruby for her because way back when he first set his eyes on her, the burning flames on her, like the pigeon-blood ruby, had already set his heart on fire.