28 Pleasing Argumen (2/2)

”Oh, if it's nothing then I won't hold myself back anymore,” Wuxing said playfully, not bothered by her decision. The more she resisted, the more benefits for him. Who wouldn't enjoy kissing such untamed and innocent beauty?

”Wait—” Dongmei knew what he wanted to do, but in her current situation, she couldn't nothing to stop him. The initial questioning about food turned into another kissing session, changing Dongmei's definition of tortures. If he was only trying to convince her to talk with pleasure, would he ever succeed?

Just as he said, he didn't hold back anymore and each time he kissed her, his tongue was a frequent visitor in her mouth. It danced around her own, teasing it until it finally decided to follow its fun actions. Wuxing didn't give her any breaks, continuing to push further and further, corrupting her mind with new experiences.

In a few minutes, their breaths turn rigid, but Wuxing didn't stop. Slowly luring her tongue out of her mouth, he sucked and danced around it, teaching her multiple techniques. Tricking her into joining his games, it was soon Dongmei who created havoc in his mouth instead.

”Mhmm…” Instead of pinning her to the bed, Wuxing just gently held her hands, but she didn't try to run from him anymore and moaned occasionally, showing the signs of enjoyment. With him like that, their argument from before was pushed to the side, leaving only the present in the picture.

”Tell me… Or… I won't stop…” Wuxing wanted to break from her, blackmailing her, but it didn't go as planned as each time he tried to speak, she would cover his lips, suppressing his voice.

”What if I don't want you to stop anymore…? I don't hate it...” Dongmei finally said, not hiding it anymore.

Wuxing smiled hearing the desire in her voice and let go of her, sitting up and shrugged saying, ”Well, then I will stop now and there will be no kissing anymore.”

Dongmei clearly didn't expect such reaction, based on her unwilling expression and thought that Wuxing will push her even further instead. Seeing that, Wuxing quickly gave her an option, ”Tell me what I want and I am at your service. What is it? Can't you just eat with everyone in the prison canteen?”

Knowing she won't be able to escape from answering, Dongmei finally gave up, sighing, ”Sigh… I can't. I have a phobia.”

”Really? What phobia?” Wuxing asked with his face changed back to a serious one hearing that she had a problem.

”I… I can't eat food that is not prepared in front of my eyes or if I don't fully trust the person preparing them. I always worry that there must be something wrong with it. The one you ate was cooked by my family and now I have nothing to eat for the next week…” Dongmei confessed after hesitating for a moment.

”Pfft!” Wuxing had a straight face for a second but when she finished, he couldn't help but bust out laughing.

Dongmei knew that she will create such a reaction from him, but still felt embarrassed, crying out at him, ”What are you laughing at!”

Wuxing stood up from the bed, realising he didn't need to worry and said with a giggle, ”I thought it is something serious. Isn't the solution simple? Just cook for yourself.”

Dongmei only got upset hearing him and cried out, ”It is serious! I can't cook!” before laying on her belly and covering her head with a pillow.