My Youth Begins With Loving You Chapter 17

Stuffed Animal, To Prey (1)

Walking through the cold streets in the night, Chen Mo thought back to the drama Miao Yuan was watching. If it were me, I’d be more aggressive in keeping her for myself. As he thought this, his steps slowed, before coming to a halt. He stood in one spot for a few minutes, staring into the starlit sky, before revealing a hint of determination on his face and turned back towards Miao Yuan’s home.

Miao Yuan, snuggling with the fluffy bunny toy she got as Chen Mo’s gift to her, was sat on the sofa pouting. Muuuu, why can’t he be more proactive in our relations.h.i.+p? I want a drama romance sometimes, too! She dug her face into the soft animal, making strange sounds.

“Ah, Chen Mo! Chen Mo! Know that I’m yours and wish to be ravaged!”

She giggles to herself, since she believes this won’t ever happen any time soon.

*knock-knock-knock*

“Eh?”

Hearing a knocking at her front door, Miao Yuan was a little taken back. Who could be visiting at this time of night? Ah! Is it a thief come to steal from me!?! She balled her fists in front of her, striking a punching pose, before slowly walking to her door.

“…”

Well, if anything happens, I hope Chen Mo will at least somehow come to my rescue…Closing her eyes, she carefully opened the door, to which Chen Mo barged in and grabbed her arms.

“Kyaaa! No! I haven’t even had my first night yet!” She screamed into Chen Mo’s ears, trying to get away from him.

“Miao Miao.”

“…”

She slowly opened her eyes and froze in place, staring at the pure beauty of the handsome Chen Mo. Oh my goodness! What did I just say!?! ‘Haven’t even had my first night’?!! What was I thinking!?! Looking incredibly embarra.s.sed, she shyly turned her eyes up and watched Chen Mo cutely.

“Um….did you leave something behind, by any chance?”

Chen Mo stared at Miao Yuan for a few seconds, his eyes holding a smouldering heat that felt like they could burn through her. He pulled her close and hugged her, kissing her small forehead.

“Yes. I left my courage behind.”

He lifted her chin up with his slender fingers, and pa.s.sionately kissed her.

“Mmnh!?!”

Miao Yuan’s tongue was taken hostage by Chen Mo’s, he swirled it around hers before sliding it up and down. His hands began roaming down her arms and back, before reaching her rear and squeezing. Not knowing how to properly react, Miao Yuan simply rode the waves of pleasure she was receiving, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

After a good few minutes of erotic tongue dancing, Chen Mo finally released his lips from hers, a trail of silvery saliva keeping them connected. Gasping for breath, Miao Yuan’s eyes were dazed as she already could not think straight. Looking into her eyes, Chen Mo picked her off her feet and carried her to her bedroom.

“Not had your first night, you say? Then let me be the one to take it.”

He dropped her on the bed and began unb.u.t.toning his s.h.i.+rt, his eyes filled with a scorching heat as they never left Miao Yuan’s body. Her mind not fully caught up to her situation, she lay there staring dumbfounded at Chen Mo’s actions, his chiseled chest soon coming into view in all of its s.e.xy glory.

“Um…”

She began to say, before having her mouth sealed once more by Chen Mo’s. His hands reached her top, and began slowly riding it up, brus.h.i.+ng his fingers against her bare skin. Moving his mouth away, once again, his eyes were so close to hers, before he looked at her body. Pulling her top over her head, he a

dmired the view of her small b.r.e.a.s.t.s inside her cute pink bra.

“Beautiful.” He murmured. So cute, just like an animal…my prey.

He slid his hand under her bra and started ma.s.saging her soft mound.

“Nnyaah?!?!”

Miao Yuan felt a rush of heat between her legs as she was overcome by Chen Mo’s arousing touch. Is this a dream? Have I fallen asleep and ended up having an erotic dream!?! Unsure on whether these events were truly happening, her body took on a life of its own and began unzipping Chen Mo’s trousers. Kyaaa! It’s so hot! A little overcome by the realism of Chen Mo’s manhood, she couldn’t help but rub him as he ma.s.saged her.

After a long while of them feeling each other up, Chen Mo finally took off his lower garments and pulled Miao Yuan’s underwear down. He spread her legs and entered her.

Due to the immense amount of overstimulation from both pain and pleasure, Miao Yuan blanked out for a few minutes as Chen Mo carved his way into her. Once she came to, all she could hear was their rough panting as they moved in sync with one another and simply felt the waves of ecstasy.

A long while later, Chen Mo released his desires inside her and collapsed on top. Miao Yuan, completely depleted of stamina and mental strength, just lay there, barely breathing from climaxing along with him. They soon fell asleep, fatigued by their activities, too tired to even clean themselves afterwards.

In the early hours of the morning, Chen Mo’s phone started vibrating and he awoke with a start before answering. Miao Yuan, not really aware of what was going on, just snuggled into his side as he spoke with whoever was on the other end.

“Yes Sir! I’ll be there immediately.”

Ending the call and turning to Miao Yuan, he lightly caressed her cheek, before leaving the bed and getting dressed.

“I have to go now. I’ll be back tonight.”

He kissed her forehead and left.

The apartment was silent as Miao Yuan slowly came to her senses. What just happened!?! Did Chen Mo and I really just do….do…..do the deed!?! Squealing in embarra.s.sment into her pillow, she knew that they had indeed consummated their feelings the previous night, her lower half wet and slimy from the evidence of Chen Mo’s desires. After about fifteen minutes of her squealing, she finally decided to get out of bed and take a shower.

During that day, she couldn’t help but smile as she worked. Momo just stared at her as if looking at a mentally challenged child, and sighed every now and then.

“Having daughters is truly a bad thing. Sons are much better.”

That night, Miao Yuan dressed up in nicer clothes than the previous day, and waited in her apartment for Chen Mo to come.

Midnight came, and Miao Yuan was still sat on the sofa waiting.

“…”

Where is he? He said he’d come tonight… A little anxious, she checked her phone over and over again, worried she’d missed a message or call from him. Nothing. No sign of him contacting her could be found. Thinking this a little odd, she sent him a message asking if he was still at work.

“…”

Half an hour later, and there was still no response.

She tried ringing him, but it went straight to voicemail, so left a message asking him if he was alright, before mentioning it was late and she needed to go to bed. The next day, she woke up to no new messages. Feeling a little dejected, Miao Yuan slowly got ready for work.

Over the next few days, Miao Yuan’s creativity in the kitchen began to waver and wither. The Huangqiao sesame cake1 that she made kept coming out mushy rather than flaky. Momo, noticing this, wondered whether it had something to do with Chen Mo, but didn’t want to make her friend’s mood worse, so remained silent.

The days pa.s.sed and soon it had been two weeks since their pa.s.sionate night. Miao Yuan woke up, as usual, and felt ill. Running to the bathroom, she was sick. Thinking nothing of it, she continued preparing for work, and then needed to go again. This repeated for a few more days when she thought to herself, am I ill? Should I take a few days off? As she wondered this, Momo could see her friend getting paler and worried over her health.

“Geez, Miao Miao, it’s like you’re suffering morning sickness or something. Go home, I’ll cover for you.”

Miao Yuan froze. M-m-m-morning sickness!?! Bowing to Momo, she hugged her before leaving the cafe, stopping by a pharmacy along the way. Once she returned home, she immediately opened a box she’d bought and headed to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she came out crawling on the floor weakly.

“…”

This can’t be…it was only one night…and only one time…how…?

Lying on the floor, she messaged Chen Mo saying she needed to talk to him, before doing the same with Momo.

Once closing time came around for the cafe, Miao Yuan’s phone rang. Not looking at who it was, she immediately answered it, saying:

“Chen Mo! I have some news you need to hear!”

“…”

“Chen Mo?”

“Miao Yuan…this is Momo you klutz! At least look at who the caller is before answering. What if I’d been a loan shark you owed money to?”

Hearing her friend’s voice and not Chen Mo’s, Miao Yuan couldn’t stand it any longer and burst into tears.

“Waaaaaah! Moooooooomooooooooo! *sniff* I need companyyyyyyyyy! Waaaaaah”

“Ehhhhh? *sigh* Fine, fine. I’ll come. I’ll bring some booze and snacks.”

“Waaaaaah! Noooooo booooooze! Waaaaaaah!”

“Ehhhhhh!?! I’ll be there soon, just hold on.”

“*sniff* Thanks Momoooooooooo! *sniff*”

The phone call ended and Miao Yuan curled up into a ball, holding a white stick in her hand with two pink lines showing and a digital display reading: POSITIVE.

About half an hour later, there was a knock at the door. Miao Yuan, still bawling her eyes out, crawled to the door and opened it on her hands and knees. Momo, seeing this sight, couldn’t help but feel a little concerned over Miao Yuan’s actions. Coming through the door, she closed it behind her and observed her friend’s behaviour. Her friend in question, had curled up into a ball again and was crying even more than on the phone.

“What’s going on? Why are you in such a pitiful state?”

Looking at Miao Yuan, she noticed the white stick and took it from her hands. Staring at it for a few seconds, she switched her eyes from it to her friend a few times, a poker face showing nothing of what she was thinking. She slowly put the white stick on a nearby table, and went to pull Miao Yuan up. Guiding her to the sofa, she made sure she sat on it, before going into the kitchen and getting a gla.s.s of water. Returning to her friend, she handed the gla.s.s to her:

“Here, drink. You’re probably quite dehydrated from crying. You need to keep your body healthy.”

She sat next to her and put her arm around her, stroking her shoulder. Miao Yuan took the gla.s.s and drank from it, her crying subsiding a little.

“So? Mind telling me how this happened?”

“…Well…it all started when….”

Miao Yuan recounted her date with Chen Mo, her mood perking up a bit as she mentioned his romantic gestures of making a heart and her name. She then described how they had a pa.s.sionate night together, before he left her for work. Her mood dampened at this point.

“I haven’t heard from him since that morning…and now this…Waaaaaah! Mooooomooooo!”

Not able to bear it, she wrapped her arms around Momo and cried into her shoulder.

“There, there…”

Patting and rubbing Miao Yuan’s shoulder, Momo just sat there getting wet from her friend’s tears. Her face changed to a sour, dark look, before looking back at Miao Yuan, her gaze softening. Pus.h.i.+ng her away so they were facing one another, she lightly kissed her on the lips.

“Miao Yuan. If Chen Mo has gone MIA, then I’ll be there for you in his stead. Let me be your shoulder to cry on in the tough times ahead. Let me be your pillar of support. Let me anchor you to the world. Let me have you as mine.”

“…Wha–!?!”

Before Miao Yuan could finish her question, Momo pulled her close and kissed her deeply.

“Mmnnh-mmmn-mnnhhh!?!”

Releasing her from her mouth, Momo looked deeply into Miao Yuan’s eyes, her cheeks blushed rouge as she caressed her cheek. Looking down at her stomach, she stroked it and said:

“We’ll raise it together, you and I. If Chen Mo won’t have you, then I will!”

Huangqiao Sesame Cake