The Happy Farmer Wanderer-Chapter 263 Couldn’t Hold Back_1

Wu Xingxing’s face turned red, and Li Qing guessed what she meant by feeling unwell.

"Do you have any ginger at home? I’ll go make you some ginger sugar water," Li Qing said as he stood up.

Despite having had two close encounters with Wu Xingxing, after the last village opera performance, she clearly began to avoid him.

Li Qing didn’t know how to behave around her.

Especially when the two were alone in a room together.

The atmosphere became even more solemn.

He might as well find something to do.

"Yes, it should be in the kitchen," Wu Xingxing said with her pretty face blushing, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s.

Li Qing’s sudden thoughtfulness made her heart flutter chaotically, her face and ears turning red.

Her entire being felt as if she had drunk honey, sweetness spreading from her heart throughout her body.

Li Qing turned and went downstairs, found ginger and brown sugar in the kitchen, and prepared a bowl of ginger sugar soup for Wu Xingxing.

Whether it was heatstroke or her period, this remedy had a certain effect.

"Drink it while it’s hot," Li Qing said, sitting beside the bed with the bowl in his hands.

Wu Xingxing blushed and softly hummed in agreement.

But as soon as she turned over, her body suddenly swayed and she fell onto Li Qing’s lap.

Her pert and upright fullness, nestled within their covers, pressed quite conveniently and with a warm touch right between Li Qing’s legs.

Li Qing was startled and didn’t have the time to pay attention to the physical sensation, quickly asking, "Are you... okay?"

"I’ll lie down for a bit, I just suddenly felt dizzy," Wu Xingxing said weakly.

Li Qing had never seen anyone become like this from heatstroke.

Her body was indeed too frail.

"Maybe you should lie on your side, I’ll feed you," Li Qing hurriedly suggested.

Wu Xingxing propped herself up with her arms, but it was evident that her strength was feeble.

Li Qing reached under Wu Xingxing’s armpit, supporting her as she turned over.

Wu Xingxing looked as if she were drunk, her cheeks unnaturally red.

She shyly glanced at Li Qing and quickly averted her eyes, not daring to look again.

"What are you hiding from, open your mouth."

Li Qing wrapped his arm around Wu Xingxing and scooped up some ginger sugar water with a spoon, bringing it to her lips.

Wu Xingxing obediently opened her pink, cherry-like mouth.

The way she slowly swallowed was quite tempting.

Li Qing watched closely, and his throat involuntarily tightened.

That cherry-like mouth must taste delicious.

After helping Wu Xingxing finish the bowl of ginger sugar water, Li Qing placed the small bowl on the bedside table.

"Why... are you so nice to me?" Wu Xingxing bashfully asked.

Her face, pale with a rosy tint, carried an enthralling shyness, pitiful and compelling.

"Is this what you call being nice? You’re easy to please," Li Qing said with a smile.

Wu Xingxing was terribly embarrassed and hurriedly turned her head away, "But... no one has ever taken care of me like this, feeding me medicine."

"I don’t believe your parents have never fed you like this!" Li Qing said, dousing the mood with his words.

"They..." Wu Xingxing’s momentary lapse into distraction gave way to a wistful smile, "My dad hardly pays attention to me, and my mom is always busy with other things, so I learned to take medicine by myself when I was very young."

Li Qing was taken aback for a moment.

It seemed Wu Xingxing’s childhood was not so good.

"Things will definitely get better," Li Qing said.

He had always been not very good at comforting others.

Apart from this somewhat trite phrase, the only thing he could think to do was to give Wu Xingxing a tight hug.

Wu Xingxing, like an injured quail, curled up her legs and nestled closer into Li Qing’s embrace.

"That... can you move your elbow a bit? It’s pressing on me," Li Qing grimaced as he spoke.

The girl was so slender, yet the pressure from her elbow was surprisingly heavy.

"Ah?!"

Wu Xingxing exclaimed in surprise, quickly moving her arm away, "I’m... I’m sorry, I didn’t notice."

Li Qing thought she would get up, but instead, she just shifted her position and continued to lie down.

Feeling the warm and soft body in his arms, a warm current quietly surged in his heart.

He quietly stared at the girl in his embrace, his Adam’s apple moving slightly.

This girl was truly beautiful.

Youthful, pretty, vibrant, lively.

Aside from her rather modest bust, she nearly possessed all the attributes of a young girl’s beauty.

Li Qing had always been around married women, the only unmarried one being Tian Yue’e.

But she had also been in a relationship before.

Wu Xingxing, on the other hand, had never had a boyfriend and was a complete blank slate, unique in that sense.

Such a girl was immensely attractive to Li Qing.

Wu Xingxing nestled in Li Qing’s arms, her cheeks shyly blushed, and her large eyes flickering with a captivating lustre, clearly lost in thought.

At this moment, the distance between the two was less than ten centimeters.

Li Qing gazed at the youthful and beautiful visage so close to him, feeling a bit thirsty and restless.

Unconsciously, his mouth moved closer and closer towards Wu Xingxing’s rosy, cherry-like lips.

Wu Xingxing seemed to sense Li Qing’s intent, nervously pursing her lips, her long eyelashes trembling lightly.

Li Qing’s lips finally landed on those soft, exceptionally pink cherry lips.

Wu Xingxing let out a soft whimper, pressing her mouth even tighter together.

Li Qing parted Wu Xingxing’s lips with his mouth and enveloped them.

A faint ginger taste, tinged with a hint of sweetness, rushed into Li Qing’s nostrils instantly.

The hot breath and the moist smooth lips immediately made Li Qing’s blood boil.

He unconsciously intensified the kiss, passionately claiming her mouth.

Wu Xingxing whimpered softly, slowly beginning to respond with tentative movements.

Her actions were clumsy, reminiscent of how Han Mei awkwardly helped Li Qing with her mouth.

Yet this kind of inexperienced touch brought a completely different pleasure to Li Qing.

He dominated the kiss, exploring the source of joy between their fragrant lips and teeth.

His right hand stealthily landed on Wu Xingxing’s petite, rounded form and began to gently knead it.

Her bust really wasn’t very large; Li Qing’s hand could just about encompass it.

The size was even smaller than Yu Lan’s before she was developed by Li Qing.

"Xingxing, do you feel any better now?"

Yu Lan’s voice suddenly came from downstairs.

Talk of the devil, and he shall appear.

Li Qing had just thought of Yu Lan, not expecting her to arrive so quickly.

Their lips parted abruptly.

"My godmother is back; quickly move me to the side. My arms and legs are weak; I can’t get up," Wu Xingxing said, both nervous and shy. "Also, maybe... maybe you should hide."

"It’s fine, just lie there," Li Qing said, smiling as he laid Wu Xingxing flat on the bed and propped a pillow under her neck.

"I came to see you on purpose, and we weren’t doing anything. There’s no need to be nervous."

Li Qing winked at Wu Xingxing and calmly sat down beside her.