AAISBMEBF Chapter 60: Just A Kiss
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Cui Xisheng had two bowls of rice porridge and was still hungry. Meng Jiangtian didn't want to give him any more, but Cui Xisheng didn't cry or make a scene. He just glared at Meng Jiangtian with a dark expression.
Meng Jiangtian, holding the three dishes he hadn't finished, walked to the door. He was helplessly compelled to give in, sighing and bringing the dishes back.
"Still want to eat?" Meng Jiangtian looked down at Cui Xisheng with a mischievous smile.
"What are you trying to do?" Cui Xisheng immediately became wary.
Meng Jiangtian bent down, bringing his handsome face close to Cui Xisheng's. Cui Xisheng recoiled, but Meng Jiangtian grabbed the back of his head: "What did you do when you wanted something spicy before? Now do the same."
Cui Xisheng loved spicy food, but his stomach couldn't handle it well. Eating a little wasn't a problem, but eating too much would result in a severe stomach issue. Sometimes, despite knowing the consequences, Cui Xisheng would indulge and eat a ridiculously spicy meal, and afterward, he’d take medicine to relieve the discomfort. However, every time he’d vow not to eat so much again, only to repeat the cycle once the craving came back.
Meng Jiangtian was very familiar with this habit of Cui Xisheng's. Every time he ate too much spice and suffered from stomach issues, it meant Meng Jiangtian couldn't get close to him for a while, which left him upset.
After they got together, Meng Jiangtian strictly told Cui Xisheng not to eat too much spice. If Cui Xisheng wanted spicy food, he had to first make sure Meng Jiangtian was fed properly.
This had become a kind of unspoken rule between them. Whenever Cui Xisheng was unusually enthusiastic or active, Meng Jiangtian knew that Cui Xisheng was craving spice again.
Now, as Meng Jiangtian hinted, the implication was obvious. Previously, Cui Xisheng had to feed him first before he could have spicy food, but now it seemed that if he wanted to eat, Meng Jiangtian expected the same treatment?
"No way!" Cui Xisheng immediately pushed Meng Jiangtian away from his neck, trying to distance himself.
But Meng Jiangtian held onto his wrist tightly, his thoughts racing. The person he had been thinking about for more than two months was right in front of him. The lips that had just eaten were soft and sweet—he couldn’t resist.
"I just want one kiss," Meng Jiangtian's voice trembled slightly as he pulled Cui Xisheng into his arms.
Cui Xisheng pushed back a few times but realized he couldn’t escape. Just as Meng Jiangtian was about to kiss him, Cui Xisheng said, "Fine, just one kiss. But nothing else."
"Alright," Meng Jiangtian quickly agreed, though he probably didn't hear everything. His lips crashed onto Cui Xisheng's, desperate for the kiss he had longed for.
The familiar sensation made Meng Jiangtian sigh with satisfaction. He gently released Cui Xisheng's wrist, pulling him closer as they kissed.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, the Student Council President and Qi Tianshan were left with only a bowl of tomato egg soup and rice porridge.
"This is too much!" The Student Council President looked at the bowl of tomato soup that had no egg flowers left and cursed in frustration.
After all that work, this was what he was left with? Just soup?
"Hush," Qi Tianshan whispered, looking at the door to the bedroom with urgency. "Keep it down, we don't want Meng Jiangtian to hear. We can’t beat him."
"At least we have hot soup. Let's share it," Qi Tianshan said, dividing the soup. He added some to his rice porridge, stirred it, and drank it down quickly.
The sour-sweet taste filled his mouth, and even the soup-soaked rice porridge tasted better than cold bread or ham.
Qi Tianshan savored it with a twisted smile, relishing the moment.
The Student Council President, on the other hand, found it hard to watch. He kept his distance, slowly tasting his share. The two finished the small portions quickly, and Qi Tianshan eyed the remaining porridge.
"I'll go ask Meng Jiangtian for more," he said, though he was reluctant to admit it.
The Student Council President didn't respond, but he silently agreed.
Qi Tianshan crept toward the bedroom door, his bowl in hand, trying to peek inside.
When he saw what was happening in the room, his eyes went wide, and he quickly shrank back, his face turning red with embarrassment.
"What are you doing?" The Student Council President noticed his strange behavior and scowled.
"Shh!" Qi Tianshan urgently put a finger to his lips.
He rushed to the Student Council President's side, his face flushed with excitement. This was something he'd never seen before, and it left him feeling both shocked and thrilled.
"I… they… they’re..." Qi Tianshan stammered, his voice trembling.
"What are they doing?" The Student Council President's curiosity grew. He was about to go check for himself when Qi Tianshan stopped him.
"Don't go, they're...," Qi Tianshan said, pointing his two index fingers together, his lips puckered as he tried to whisper to the Student Council President.
"Get off me," the Student Council President snapped, slapping Qi Tianshan's shoulder and pushing him away. "I can't stand that thick mouth of yours."
The Student Council President understood what Qi Tianshan was implying. He smirked, thinking about what was going on in the room. "They're disgusting, not even bothering to close the door in broad daylight, it's perverted."
Qi Tianshan, realizing the Student Council President wasn’t interested in talking about the gossip, awkwardly patted his shoulder.
Biting on his chopsticks, Qi Tianshan recalled the scene he had just witnessed, feeling a strange excitement that caused him to shiver. His mind kept replaying the image, his face burning hot, and his stomach growling with hunger.
Still lost in the heated memory, Qi Tianshan grabbed a bowl of rice porridge, and drank it down quickly.
"Hey, have you had enough?" The Student Council President noticed Qi Tianshan was absentmindedly drinking the porridge, his mind clearly elsewhere. He hurriedly pulled him away. "You're almost finished with the porridge! If Meng Jiangtian comes out now, he's going to blow up. This will be bad for me too."
Qi Tianshan snapped back to reality when the Student Council President yanked him away. Looking at the rice pot, he suddenly realized he had messed up. The memory of the earlier scene disappeared as he became more aware of the situation.
Shivering, he dropped the chopsticks and the bowl, which clattered to the floor. "President, what should I do? I drank all the porridge. Meng Jiangtian is going to kill me! Please help me! You have to save me!"
"Help you? How am I supposed to help you?" The Student Council President pushed Qi Tianshan off his sleeve, irritated. "You were thinking about something weird and drank the porridge yourself. It's not my fault!"
The Student Council President shook off Qi Tianshan, who was still clinging to him, and, now that the meal was over, didn't want to be involved with him any longer. Realizing the situation, he quickly weighed his options and decided to leave. He opened the door and walked out without hesitation.
"President! President!" Qi Tianshan followed him, wanting to leave with him but terrified that if he stayed, Meng Jiangtian would find him. If that happened, he would be in deep trouble.
He decided that staying behind to take the blame might give him a small chance of survival.
With a grimace, Qi Tianshan glanced inside through the open door. Seeing the two still embracing, his previous thoughts of the intimate scene disappeared entirely, replaced by panic and dread.
Inside, Cui Xisheng was nearly out of breath from the kiss. His lips were numb and sore, and the struggle to break free was growing stronger. Panicking, he finally managed to pull away from Meng Jiangtian's lips.
Meng Jiangtian, not letting up, followed him, but Cui Xisheng placed both hands on Meng Jiangtian's face, gasping for air. "Enough already! I can't breathe!"
"Heh, we've kissed so many times already, and you still don't know how to breathe properly?" Meng Jiangtian chuckled, satisfied, as he hugged Cui Xisheng and kissed the hand Cui Xisheng had placed on his face to stop him.
Cui Xisheng quickly pulled his hand back, wiping it on Meng Jiangtian’s body and glaring at him. "If I could breathe while kissing, I wouldn't have run out of air after ten minutes. My lips are sore. Are you a dog? Are you kissing me or chewing on me?"
"I want to eat you." Meng Jiangtian, seizing the opportunity while Cui Xisheng was wiping his mouth, stole another kiss.
Cui Xisheng turned his head away in disgust. "You’ve kissed enough already. Now, serve me some rice, I’m still hungry."
"Alright, coming right up." Meng Jiangtian, in a good mood, reluctantly let go of Cui Xisheng and went to get the rice.
The room was left with only Qi Tianshan, as the Student Council President had finished eating and left.
Meng Jiangtian smiled faintly. He had ways of making sure Qi Tianshan didn’t leave so easily. Trying to leave without cleaning up the dishes? Did he really think this was a restaurant?
When Qi Tianshan saw Meng Jiangtian coming out, he immediately dropped to his knees.
Meng Jiangtian shot him a confused glance but didn’t pay him much attention. He walked over to the rice pot, only to find that there was almost nothing left—just a little bit at the bottom. He couldn’t even fill one bowl.
Meng Jiangtian’s smile instantly disappeared, his eyes narrowing as he turned to Qi Tianshan.
He had only allowed one person to have one bowl of rice porridge, and yet someone had dared to eat more. Not only that, but they had eaten it all.
It seemed his deterrence wasn’t strong enough.
With a dark expression, Meng Jiangtian didn’t speak at first. Qi Tianshan, sensing the danger, hesitated and finally admitted, "The rice porridge... I ate it all."
Meng Jiangtian’s face darkened. Qi Tianshan shivered, urgently explaining, "I’m sorry, I was so hungry I couldn’t stop myself from having a few more bites. If you still want some, I’ll make more right away. From now on, whatever you need, just tell me. I’ll do anything. If you want me to go east, I won’t go west. Please don’t be mad. Please don’t kill me."
The more Qi Tianshan spoke, the more frightened he became, until his face was streaked with snot and tears.
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