Shameless Gangster

Chapter 21A

Title: A man who is never content is like a snake trying to swallow an elephant

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Jiang Xiaoning leaned back on the sofa, straddled by Han Jia. He could only feel his heart quickening as if it was thrashing against his chest, and all the while, his breathing had gradually become shallow and rapid.

He stared at Han Jia, having already lost the energy to contemplate on what Han Jia meant when he said, "I took the initiative". He only knew that Han Jia responded to him and that Han Jia accepted him - those alone were enough to make his blood rush.

Han Jia also looked at him, and the expression in his eyes was something that he had never seen before. His pupils were almost pure black, profound, reaching the very depth. Jiang Xiaoning felt as though he was practically being drawn in.

He didn't know how long he had stared into Han Jia's eyes. Perhaps it had only been a few seconds, perhaps, it had already been a lifetime - he couldn't bear it any longer. He struggled to get out of Han Jia's grasp. He wanted to touch Han Jia; touch his eyelashes, his eyes, kiss his eyes and embrace him in his arms.

But Han Jia refused to let go. Jiang Xiaoning's voice was hoarse when he spoke: "Han Jia, let go of me."

As he spoke, he already could not restrain him, and just when he was about to resist, Han Jia gave a low "shhh" as if to pacify him before leaning down slightly and kissing Jiang Xiaoning's lips.

That was not the kiss from Jiang Xiaoning's memory, nor was it the kiss from his fantasy.

Han Jia had once kissed him. At that time, Jiang Xiaoning was irritated and ran over to Jin Ting to refuse his invitation straight to his face, but Han Jia threw him to the ground, fed him drugs, and kissed him teasingly.

That very kiss had appeared countless times in Jiang Xiaoning's dreams, so much so that not only could he remember every single detail but had even refined and enriched many of those details.

He remembered how Han Jia's tongue had reached into his mouth, soft and warm, as it swept past his teeth to lick the inside of his mouth and entangled with his tongue. He remembered how his entire body felt feverish, as if he was in a dream, how his heartbeat had quickened, and the incomparable excitement that emerged.

But at this very moment, Han Jia's kiss was completely different. He closed his eyes and moved forward, gently attaching his lips to Jiang Xiaoning's, without even a hint of unkind behavior.

Han Jia should kiss no one like this. This was not the kiss of a pimp or that of an experienced person; this wasn't even a genuine kiss... Jiang Xiaoning was a little disappointed. He didn't know why Han Jia was being so halfhearted with him. He waited for a few seconds, yet still Han Jia didn't make any other movement. Jiang Xiaoning could only feel that the lips pressed to his were slightly cool but very soft. Han Jia's eyelashes were dense and long, and he didn't know if it was because of restlessness or excitement, but they were slightly fluttering before Jiang Xiaoning - unexpectedly, they seemed sincere like that.

All of a sudden, Jiang Xiaoning's heart was eclipsed with a rush of heat. He leaned forward, wanting to deepen the kiss, but Han Jia backed away and gripped his hands while looking at him with slightly lowered eyes, undulating chest, and lips that were still trembling faintly.

As Jiang Xiaoning struggled once more and tried to get close to him, Han Jia whispered: "Xiaoning...", looked at him and suddenly gave a little smile.