Chapter 343, Trembling Gently

(The previous chapter has been revised, thank you for your understanding.)
Although Ling nodded, she still sat in her original position without moving, and did not make any move to approach Zhuo. Realizing this, Zhuo smiled bitterly and said.

"It's okay if you don't like it."

"No. How could I not like you? I have no reason to hate being with you."

"Yeah."

"Yes, but... I don't know how to do it."

"..."

Zhuo fell silent after hearing Ling's words.

He remembered that Ling had always been close to her in their past lives, but he himself didn't seem to be aware of this. Now that he was really discussing this matter, he didn't know what to say.

"Kissing or something."

"Kissing or something."

"... kissing or something?"

"It's gone."

"No, no, oops - to be specific, it's just hugging and holding hands... but it seems like we've been doing these all the time..."

After the two of them revealed their feelings, Ling, who had no scruples, always said something that made him feel itchy, and he unconsciously kept close to him. So even if Zhuo really wanted to do something, he couldn't think of any new way.

Leaning together can be considered affectionate, hugging can also be considered affectionate, but for them, these things can happen at any time. Even so, if you really want to do it, it's not impossible, but if you do it deliberately, it always feels awkward, and I don't know if it's enough.

If there was any more intimacy than that, it would not be something that could be done at home. As Zhuo had made a lot of efforts for that day, he had no intention of ruining it all because of a momentary impulse.

"I want to be closer to Zhuo, but once I think about it, my body won't obey me... What should I do?"

"Uh. Then...I'll do it?"

If he just moved a little closer, even Zhuo could do it since it was not a new thing. However, he did not expect that after he offered to help, Ling would say "yes" quietly while looking at his feet.

Because Zero's body became stiff when she said she wanted to get close, Zhuo reached out his hand to help her - he reached out his hand to Zero's knees and back and hugged her.

"..."

It's a bit far-fetched to call it a princess carry, but it's even more far-fetched to call it carrying, so it can still be classified as a princess carry.

Unlike ordinary people who accept hugs, Zhuo has seen such scenes on TV or in novels. Girls will hurriedly wrap their arms around the boy's neck after being startled, or clasp their hands pitifully in front of their chests... Ling is different from them. At the moment of being lifted into the air, you can clearly see the tightly clenched fists on both sides of the body, as if they are going to punch you.

Because she didn't expect, or was quite surprised that Zhuo would do this, she stared up at him with wide eyes.

Zhuo smiled at this cute reaction and moved Ling between Zhuo's legs as he sat cross-legged on the sofa.

"So we can watch TV together."

"……Yes."

"Don't you like this?"

After asking Zero, who was already stiff and unable to move after sitting in his arms, a second passed before she was finally able to gently shake her head.

"No, it's not like that. I like it very much, and it feels like I'm surrounded by it..."

"Well...then wrap it as you said?" He turned his arms forward and hugged Ling, who was saying unbearable words. Her limbs immediately became stiff as if they were glued with rubber. Zhuo was a little worried that there was something wrong with him, so she had such an exaggerated reaction.

Although it is unreasonable for me to say this, or I don't seem to be qualified to say this - is Ling a little too sensitive? He always encourages Zhuo when he talks, but when something happens, he becomes so stiff. It's so cute - this is something that others would never think of.

Although Ling is not the kind of woman who is easily shy, and she has traveled around the world alone many times in the past, because of Zhuo, they are particularly concerned about each other's feelings.

It's the same for Zhuo. Although he guessed that Ling was like this because he cared about him too much, he was still worried that there was something wrong with him, and the sound of his heart beating excitedly could not be stopped.

If Zero could calm down a little now, he would be able to hear his heart beating fast.

Pretending to be calm on the surface but actually being so shaken, he would feel ashamed and embarrassed if he was exposed again. Zhuo prayed that Ling didn't hear him, and at the same time, he thought about keeping Ling stiff for a little longer and touched the back of Ling's neck with his lips.

The effect was unexpectedly good.

Obviously, Ling was the kind of ruthless person who could counterattack quickly without changing his expression even if he was hit by a powerful knife on the back of his neck, but after Zhuo was pressed against the back of his neck, which should not have felt much, Ling's body trembled violently just by doing so. Then he clenched his little fist even tighter.

"...No, we have already agreed that you are not allowed to hit anyone."

"I, I know... I can't control my body, but I don't mind it. Don't worry about it."

"Is that so? Then I can hold you for as long as I want."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms around the slender body and whispered softly in her ear. It was obvious that Zero's body was shaking slightly with every word he uttered.

Zhuo couldn't help but smile.

As expected, if the back of the neck couldn't bear it, the ears would be even more sensitive... After exhaling, Zero shook his body and then turned his head sharply.

What was shocking was that Ling's eyes were subtly moistened by a layer of misty water vapor. Zhuo had to admit that he had gone a little too far.

"……wash."

"I'm sorry. I got carried away."

"Is it because you want to see this kind of reaction from me?"

“That’s the reason.”

Ling pursed his lips and looked up into his eyes, then turned his head away resignedly.

"Even so, please don't overdo it. It's not that I hate it, I'm just a little uncomfortable with it."

"Well... that really bothers me a bit."

Since it seemed like Zero couldn't get used to having private things whispered in his ear, Zhuo was careful not to joke too much while still touching Zero.

Since I didn't know where to touch or how to touch, I stroked her hand and tried to kiss the back of her head, but it still felt a little lacking.

Obviously I should feel satisfied by doing this, but on the contrary I feel unsatisfied. Although I can control it now, I don't know when it will be exposed, so to be honest, I'm a little nervous.

Want more contact with zero, want to feel softness.

Although I thought so, the skin contact that I could achieve rationally was only to this extent, so I could only continue to maintain this gentle touch.

However, Ling didn't think so at all. She probably felt that this alone was beyond her tolerance. She kept her head down the whole time and never loosened her tightly clenched fists. If Ling hadn't specifically reminded her just now, Zhuo would have thought that she was silently enduring because it was unbearable.

Obviously, she always had some contacts and words that made Zhuo imagine a lot, but now the situation seems to have reversed.

(End of this chapter)