However, Xie Lian was so tense and inwardly anxious that he kept his eyes tightly shut, utterly unaware of his surroundings.
The last time they had exchanged breath underwater, Hua Cheng had taken the lead. His actions were far too forceful, with a kiss so intense that Xie Lian could barely recall it afterward, only remembering the painful swelling and tingling of his lips.
This time, it was Xie Lian who was in charge, but he was extremely cautious, merely pressing his lips gently against Hua Cheng's, afraid of waking him. Yet, he couldn't help but think—wasn't his original intention to wake Hua Cheng? Moreover, if the kiss was too shallow, their lips would hardly touch, and the breath transfer would be meaningless.
Thus, Xie Lian kept his eyes closed, mentally reciting the Dao De Jing at a rapid pace. He slightly parted his lips, taking a breath, and pressed them back against Hua Cheng's.
This time, the kiss was deeper than before. Xie Lian held onto Hua Cheng's cool, soft lips, slowly transferring breath.
Throughout the process, he had kept his eyes shut, too anxious to look. After five or six breaths, he thought it was time to press on Hua Cheng's chest again. When he finally opened his eyes, he was met with Hua Cheng's wide, astonished gaze.
"…"
"…"