The Blind and the Deaf - Chapter 13

Mr. Miao hugged and kissed Xiao Zhang for a long time. Xiao Zhang’s lips were soft, and her face smelled like the milky scent of a child’s noodle king. Mr. Miao felt his heart beating fast and couldn’t help but hold Xiao Zhang tight. He found the desire for love again in his thirty year old body.

After his lips parted and he saw Xiao Zhang’s face, Mr. Miao realized that things were big. Xiao Zhang had been standing at a loss for words, and now he was even more disbelieving.

Mr. Miao had been treating Xiao Zhang with sincerity all along, but now he couldn’t help but feel that he was a “pervert with bad intentions”. Although he did not have a lot of experience in love, but after all, than the other side of a dozen years older, but also married once, actually in this kind of heat of the mind to do irreparable things, he immediately regretted.
Mr. Miao was very nervous, and when he was nervous, he could not speak, and said vaguely, “I am sorry for …… him!”

Xiao Zhang had not yet reacted. He was still thinking, just now that, is it a kiss …… on the mouth?It should be the mouth, Mr. Miao s breathing is so sharp …… and his nose brushed against him …… This is actually a kiss is a kiss ……

Mr. Miao saw Xiao Zhang baffled, more and more flustered, to make up for it, said. “I …… am not a pervert. I used to come here with my …… girlfriend …… here ……” he slurred, but spoke quickly, “just …… you understand? You …… you’re a lot like her ……” Mr. Miao fabricated the nonexistent girlfriend while looking at Xiao Zhang’s face. He thought Xiao Zhang would be relieved, but as a result, he realized that Xiao Zhang was on the verge of tears.

Mr. Miao, “!!!”
“I know ……,” Xiao Zhang said softly.

Does he really know? Mr. Miao thought frantically. Was that really Chang’s first kiss? Would a little boy even care about a first kiss?
He held his forehead woefully and took a deep breath to calm himself. Trying to be as normal as possible, he said, “Let’s, uh, go home, okay?”

“Uh-huh.” Chang answered a few times inaudibly.

On the way back to the car, Xiao Zhang really cried, sniffling muffledly. Mr. Miao didn’t have this kind of experience, his heart was in chaos, and he was even a bit timid. Stuttered, “Don …… t cry.”
“Well.” Xiao Zhang wiped his face.

That day, the two people are sullen. Mr. Miao was a little puzzled, the first kiss is gone, the blow is so big?
At night, Mr. Miao was a bit hesitant to go to bed, but he still got under the covers and slept with Xiao Zhang. Just lying down, I heard Xiao Zhang say, “Mr. Miao, will you still kiss me?”
Mr. Miao was saddened in his heart. Gritting his teeth, he said in a reassuring tone, “Little tyke, what are you thinking. Won’t, kiss you.”

“Well.” Xiao Zhang pulled the quilt and buried himself in it.