Wang Xiao busted (3)

Or perhaps, there was an entirely different motivation guiding his actions...

Wang Mei's mental fortitude paled in comparison to his, and a sense of inevitability drew her tender lips closer to his, inch by inch, until the realization struck her like a bolt of lightning.

!!

Her eyes flew open in shock as she found herself enveloped by him. His hands rested on her back, and he leaned in, capturing her lips with his own in a kiss that seemed to taste the very essence of her, a flavor both new and intoxicating.

A contented sigh escaped from his closed eyes, a reflection of his satisfaction and desire. In stark contrast, Wang Mei grappled with a strange mixture of fear and weakness, her body overridden by the voice of her desires, a force she felt powerless to resist.

Her heart raced like a constant drumbeat, a stark contrast to the apparent calmness that emanated from Wang Xiao. The sensations coursing through her seemed to both electrify and paralyze her.

Yet, Wang Xiao's hunger was far from sated. As he drew back slightly from her lips, a demand for more was evident in his gaze. After all, she had initiated this, and he was merely following her lead.

His lips found new terrain, grazing against her shoulders and neck, sending surges of electric currents through her body with every touch.

!!

In a desperate attempt to regain some control, Wang Mei pressed her hands against the mattress, intending to lift herself up and squirm away from him.

But fate seemed to conspire against her; her hands sank into the soft mattress, their weakness failing to lift her weight.

Meanwhile, Wang Xiao's grip on her waist was firm, offering just enough freedom for movement but effectively preventing her escape.

A sense of entrapment began to envelop her, her toes fidgeting anxiously as she grappled with the uncertainty of what lay ahead.

*Gasp!*

The piercing sound of a gasp suddenly shattered the charged atmosphere, instantly capturing both of their attention.

"Hmm?"

Wang Xiao's eyes fluttered open, a trace of confusion clouding his features as he shifted his gaze to Wang Mei, whose expression had frozen in response to the unexpected intrusion.

Her eyes were locked on the door, her face slightly pale, as if seen a ghost.

!!

A surge of realization swept through him, mirroring the wide-eyed astonishment that now graced his features. His gaze swiftly turned toward the half-opened door, through which a sliver of hallway light filtered in.

Busted!

That single word resonated in Wang Xiao's mind as the full weight of the situation dawned on him—he had been caught red-handed.

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A few minutes prior...

Inside Wang Xueying's room, her attention remained on the unfolding drama on the screen, but her thoughts were elsewhere, preoccupied by something more personal.

'I didn't even show him my gratitude,' she mused, her expression turning slightly pensive as the images continued to flicker before her eyes.

Wang Xiao had come to her rescue for the second time now, yet she hadn't even expressed her thanks.

Such details might have normally slipped her mind, but for some reason, this time it had taken root, the mental image of Wang Xiao leaving her room in frustration playing on a loop in her mind.

Finally, with a resigned sigh, she closed her phone, sensing a need to step outside her comfort zone. Determinedly, she made her way down the quiet hallway, her steps carrying her closer to his room.

She contemplated knocking on his door, but as she approached, she realized it was already slightly open. With a casual shrug, she pushed it open gently, revealing the soft illumination within.

'Why is the lighting so dim? Is he already asleep?' Her thoughts were tinged with confusion as she stepped forward, her hand maintaining contact with the door until it was half-open, offering her a glimpse of the interior.

!!

In an instant, her body seemed to freeze, and a gasp involuntarily escaped her lips, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she drew a deep breath.

'Wh-What are they doing!?' Her mind raced, the scene before her becoming clearer by the second. The state of the room, the positioning—it all became painfully obvious, and a faint blush crept onto her skin.

Simultaneously, Wang Mei seemed to turn her head in a helpless motion, and as Wang Xiao began kissing her neck, their eyes met by pure chance.

Wang Xueying's widened gaze locked onto Wang Mei's, and a shock of recognition pulsed between them.

!!

Wang Xueying's heart leapt in her chest, shock rippling through her like an electric current.

Meanwhile, Wang Mei's face drained of color, leaving both girls staring in stunned silence.

They remained locked in a trance-like gaze, utterly bewildered, until Wang Xiao's resigned slap to his forehead drew their attention.

The sense of intrusion snapped both of them back to reality, and Wang Xueying's instinct to flee kicked in.

*Boom!*

The door swung shut abruptly, cutting off the scene from view. Wang Xueying's feet pounded against the cool tiles as she raced away, her thoughts and emotions in disarray.

Back in her room, she flung herself onto the bed, burying her face in a pillow, her mind reeling.

'Mei and brother!'

'They were... making out!?'

'B-But...'

Her thoughts were a jumble of confusion, embarrassment, and a hint of realization that she had accidentally witnessed something she wasn't meant to see.

Despite Wang Xueying's attempts to process the situation, everything remained a jumble of incomprehensible thoughts.

She twisted and turned on her bed, her body echoing the tumult within her mind.

Meanwhile, Wang Jiarong pushed open the door to her own room, her gaze quickly scanning the surroundings for any signs of commotion. "Strange?" she mumbled to herself, a puzzled expression on her face.

"Are they fighting?" she concluded, her mind jumping to the simplest explanation. With a resigned sigh, she closed her door, oblivious to the pandemonium unfolding elsewhere in the house.

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"S-She saw us!" Wang Mei blurted out in panic as soon as the door was closed, hastily sitting up and adjusting her disheveled clothing.

Wang Xiao managed a wry smile. "Indeed she did."

Wang Mei's wide-eyed gaze fixed on him, a mix of anxiety and uncertainty in her expression.

Observing her reaction, Wang Xiao couldn't help but suppress a laugh, the irony of the situation not lost on him. It was a rare sight to witness Wang Mei in a state of panic.

'Bastard, haha! Forget to lock the door in lust!'

'You deserve it!'

'It's time to serve in child prison now!'

Wang Xiao's face twitched at the internal commentary. 'Can't you guys suggest something constructive instead of making fun of me? If you can't, just be quiet already!' he mentally retorted.

"..."

'See him, that guy!'

'He messes things up, and then blames us!'

'Indeed!'

Wang Xiao felt a pang of frustration as the shadows in his mind continued adding insult to his injury.

Why couldn't they provide any useful advice when he needed it most?

"Wh-what do we do now...?" Wang Mei's voice quivered as she sat over his chest, her eyes searching his face for answers.

Wang Xiao managed a bittersweet smile. "I would go and talk to her," he replied with a reluctant sigh, standing up to face the impending conversation.

Just as he was about to leave, his fingers were anxiously clutched by a trembling Wang Mei. Her voice quivered, "What if she tells—"

"Shh, she won't tell anyone," Wang Xiao reassured her, drawing her closer to his chest, providing a small comfort amidst her emotional turmoil.

Wang Mei nodded weakly, her teary eyes meeting his before he took a deep breath and left the room.

Fortunate for him, his relationship with Wang Xueying wasn't strained, allowing him to believe that a direct conversation might resolve the situation.

Otherwise, he might have been left scrambling for solutions if Wang Jiarong had been the one to walk in on them.