Picking the stars

"I like you?" Pei Ji asked back.

She fell into a deeper confusion.

"Yes." Song Er's voice was soft and determined, "You like me."

Pei Ji instantly developed a kind of fear, and instinctively resisted the strange emotion of "like". She subconsciously wanted to shrink back, and moved back slightly, as if she was about to get up and run away at any time.

They were very close, Song Er naturally found her rejection, she couldn't help but regret, was she too impatient, the professor did not accept it so quickly.

"I don't like you." Pei Ji denied, because his tone was too calm, these words sounded very cold.

Even if she knew she was lying, Song Er was still sad. But now, she can't let Pei Ji back down, can't let her hide in the snail shell.

"You like it." Song Er insisted, "Missing and loneliness are originally signs of liking. You want to be close to me."

"Why are you here? I miss you too."

"I want to know you before Pei Yi."

"Before meeting you, I never felt lonely. After meeting you, I often felt lonely."

These words, any sentence, are almost express confession among ordinary people. It's just that the professor didn't understand. When she said it, she was only describing her thoughts, but Song Wei understood her intentions.

"Missing and loneliness can only be relieved by being close to the one you like." Song Er continued, trying to behave in a good way.

Pei Ji looked at her resistingly.

Song Wei didn't dare to approach her blindly, for fear of frightening her. She can only induce Pei Ji to come over.

"If you don't believe me, you can come close to me and give it a try."

Pei Ji was not bewitched, she stepped back a bit, her eyes filled with suspicion and rejection.

Song Wei didn't have much confidence. Seeing Pei Ji didn't trust her and tried to stay away from her, she was already panicked, but she had to calm down.

"Try it. If I'm not right, I apologize to you." Song Wei said slowly, trying to slow down his words and make room for Pei Ji, "You can leave at any time, and I won't force you. ."

Pei Ji still didn't believe that he liked this kind of rhetoric, but she didn't want to see Song Wei's lost look. She thought for a moment, as if she was sure whether it was really safe.

Song Wei didn't dare to urge any more, she could only wait patiently, her heart inevitably afraid that if the professor still repelled, what if she chose to escape directly?

Tens of seconds passed, maybe even longer.

Pei Ji half supported the bed and raised his body, Song Wei's heart tightened, thinking that she still wanted to stay away, but Pei Ji approached her.

She was still hesitating, as if testing, as if the snail finally mustered up the courage and poked his head out of the shell.

Song Wei looked at her, she dared not move, just stared at Pei Ji.

A thought suddenly appeared in Pei Ji's heart, a thought she had thought about many times.

Her eyes are so beautiful. Pei Ji thought so.

They are very close, so close that they can feel each other's breathing.

Pei Ji lay down again, and Song Wei lay on the same pillow, their hair intertwined, and they were intimate.

"Is it better?" Song Er asked cautiously.

Pei Ji did not answer, just looked into her eyes.

After regaining the light, Song Wei always seemed to have a clear and lingering spring water in his eyes. Under the soft light, he looked at Pei Ji as if his eyes were full of her.

Pei Ji moved closer to her again. They almost touched the tips of their noses. Song Wei was so nervous that his heart jumped out, and her lips were so dry that she didn't move and didn't dare to speak anymore.

But Pei Ji opened his mouth: "No." She answered her question just now.

Song Er's heart froze. If it is not proved that being close can alleviate loneliness and miss, then it cannot prove further that the professor likes her.

Pei Ji closed his eyes, as if to realize it carefully. When she opened her eyes again, she said, "I miss it more."

Not only did she miss her, but her heart also seemed to crawl with a lot of small bugs, which made her feel uneasy.

Pei Ji regretted it, and shouldn't have listened to Song Er's words and approached her. She wanted to retreat to get rid of the current predicament, but her body seemed to be disobedient, and her heart faintly felt unwilling to retreat.

Song Wei knew that he couldn't let the professor back down. Once she backed down, it would be even more difficult to get her closer. She didn't know where the courage came from, maybe because of the night, maybe because the professor was so close to her, she wanted to seduce her, but she was tempted instead.

Song Wei poked out under the quilt and touched Pei Ji's.

Fingertips seem to be tight and dry. Song Yi led Pei Ji, but Pei Ji did not refuse.

She led her to her lips. Song Wei looked at Pei Ji like a temptation, but before Pei Ji could react, she gently kissed her ring finger.

Pei Ji trembled, she sucked in air, and wanted to withdraw it, Song Wei obstructed her. She glanced at her, begging in her eyes.

Pei Ji's heart seemed to be pierced, and he couldn't bear to move.

Song Wei lowered his head and kissed Pei Ji's ring finger gently. Her kiss was as soft as wind, her soft lips were a little dry, and her breath was hot and humid.

Pei Ji's heart beat faster and faster, she stared at Song Wei blankly, looked at her drooping eyes, and watched her kiss almost reverently.

The second knuckle of the ring finger felt a tingling.

Song Er licked her.

Her face was completely red, and the corners of her eyes were stained with crimson, with a gentle lingering, gently licking Pei Ji's knuckles, jerky but bravely tempting her.

The squishy tongue licked carefully and flatteringly, then followed the fingertips and kissed her back.

Pei Ji hadn't experienced this before, and his whole body was softened, and his mind was messed up. Song Wei looked up at her, her eyes seemed to contain water, and her eyes were lingering and gentle. Pei Ji felt flustered and turned his eyes away, not daring to look at her.

This is a rejection. Song Er was very scared. To do this step, if it can't go further, it may be over, and it won't even end in the beginning.

She took Pei Ji's and pressed it to her collarbone, her skin was soft and smooth, delicate and warm. Song Er held her, pressing down against her skin.

The neckline of the patient's suit was open, and the place where the fingertips passed was like a fire, bringing a tremor.

Finally, Song Wei brought Pei Ji to her waist and asked her to gently surround her and hug her.

"Professor..." Song Er called her, her voice low and dumb, "Do you still miss me? Is it better? Do you want more?"

As she spoke, she moved closer, trying to kiss Pei Ji's lips. She was very nervous, her heart trembled, and she was very strange and scared. She had never done anything like this to anyone.

But today she wants to do this, wants to be close to Pei Ji, wants her to understand what she likes, why she is lonely, and wants her to understand that she likes her and is willing to give her everything.

She stuck it up and kissed the professor.

Pei Ji turned his head to avoid, and their lips brushed, Song Wei was stunned, and quickly understood that she was rejected.

They were still very close, but Song Er's heart seemed to be immersed in ice water, completely cold.

Pei Ji withdrew. The weight on his waist disappeared, and Song Er's heart also became empty.

The air cooled down.

Song Wei couldn't help but grasped the quilt tightly. She glanced at Pei Ji. Pei Ji was not looking at her. She turned her head away and turned to the other side. Song Wei couldn't see her expression.

Her heart hurt sharply, and she felt embarrassed. She lowered her head and asked softly: "Did I offend you?"

Pei Ji didn't look back, she was still facing the other side. After a while, she shook her head and said, "No."

Song Wei didn't know if she was telling the truth. The professor probably didn't have the consciousness of talking politely because of the ugly scenes, but she was sometimes impatient and would just evade.

Song Er wasn't sure if she was impatient now, or didn't want to see her anymore.

"I'm sorry." Song Er apologized.

Pei Ji sat up, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Song Wei called her: "Pei Ji."

Pei Ji stopped and looked back at her.

There was no anger in her expression, no displeasure, no happiness or anxiety. Song Wei couldn't see what she was thinking, she also sat up, her heart humbled to the point where she was completely placed in Pei Ji's, and she was left at her disposal.

But on the face, she still wants to maintain her dignity, she barely bent her lower lip, looked at Pei Ji, and said: "I'm not... a very casual person, you can't have... bad opinions about me."